Author – Shoeboy
Since I was a boy I have had an interest in losing shoes. Boys often seemed to lose shoes in stories and I had a secret wish that it would happen to me one day. Well it did!
I was always thinking up things I could do with shoes,, like throwing them up into a tree to see if they stuck there; they never did! I threw one up into the air near a flat roofed building hoping that it would land on it, but it didn’t.
Then one day I was with a friend playing by a lake and I got the idea of floating my shoe on the water. It worked! My friend , who was wearing sandals, did the same and soon we had a fleet of four shoes floating on the water; it was very exciting. Then suddenly the wind got very strong and our shoes were in danger of going too far. I waded in and rescued my friends sandals, then one of my school shoes. But the other one was too far out and although I waded as far as I could without taking my clothes off, I couldn’t reach it. I watched helplessly until it took in water and sank without trace. I felt embarrassed walking home wearing one shoe, but it started a long sequence of shoe losses. It became an obsession and is to this day. I just can’t stop losing shoes!
Author – Jman
We have a teacher who requires that students come prepared for class by having their book and pencil. Those without these things are to borrow them from the teacher and leave a shoe as collateral (one shoe per item borrowed). Students needing materials would take off their shoes and put them in a black box by the teachers desk marked “shoe jail.” Students would then get their books and pencils and when pencils are books were returned, they would get their shoes back.
Some students did not like this policy and so they would simply just go without books and pencils. The teacher began to notice this and so one day she did a book and pencil check. Everyone had to hold their book and pencil in their hands to show that they had them. Those who did not have pencils or books were then told to take off their shoes and hold them up. The teacher came and collected the shoes of the unprepared students and put them in the shoe jail and gave them books and pencils for them to borrow. This was going to be the procedure at the start of each class. Students who did not have a book and pencil to hold up at pencil check would have to hold up a shoe in order to borrow a pencil. The slogan was that if you are not prepared for class then be prepared to take off your shoes.
Usually there were a few each day that forgot pencils and had to give up their shoes. The teacher would be able to collect all shoes without trouble as she was able to handle them all. One day we decided that we were all going to forget our books and pencils on the same day. It was time for pencil check and everyone in the class took off their shoes to exchange them for books and pencils. The teacher did her best to bundle all the shoes in her arms but kept dropping them as she transported them to the shoe jail.
We then decided to do the same thing the next day. The third time we all forgot our pencils on the same day, she realized that we were doing this on purpose.
The fourth day we did this, the joke was on us. We were sitting there without our shoes on and there was an evacuation drill. We had to leave the building in our stocking feet. We proceeded to the grassy field which was wet from a recent rain. We stood there with wet grass and mud clinging to our white socks. The whole thing was fun. It probably won’t be the last time we don’t bring a pencil to class
Author – lucy lex
I may have posted a story similar to this one in the past but it happens quite often when I go out to department stores. I went to Walmart to try on some shoes and play in my socks. I love slipping out of my shoes in the most embarrassing socks and leaving my loafers behind in a very visible place and coming back to them after walking the store to see if they are still where I left them. That particular day I was wearing very thin pink stocking socks. You could visibly see my sweet toes through them and it was a huge adrenaline rush just wandering around away from my shoes in just my shiny thin sheer pink socks. After a while of walking around away from the shoe section and getting all types of stares and comments, I decided to go back to my shoes. Luckily for me they were still in the same place. I wasn’t satisfied and decided to get a bit more daring. This time I put my shoes on and walked to a more busier part of the shoe section and slipped my loafers off in the busiest isle I could find. There was so much foot traffic my shoes were practically getting stepped on and ran over by carts from people coming and going. It was so thrilling seeing others just tear up my shoes because they were in the way. I stayed pretty close to my shoes for a few minutes and here 2 girls and there mother not to far from me just watching me. I’m pretty sure they saw me take my shoes off and I made a point to leave the isle with out my shoes to see what would happen. I went to the next isle over and listened carefully. They giggled and laughed about me just leaving my shoes behind in the middle of the isle and browsing in my stocking feet. I stopped listening and kept browsing a little while longer. I saw one of the girls and her mother leave the isle but the other stayed behind sitting on a bench where you would typically try on shoes. I went back to the isle where I left my shoes and realized only one of my loafers were still there!? I went over to it quickly and also realized the one that was there had been stripped of its laces. I frantically panicked and looked around the isle for my other shoe and laces. There was nothing to be found. Meanwhile the one girl who stayed behind was watching my frantic predicament and couldn’t help but giggling. I scoured that shoe section and never found my shoe. Walking around with my loose loafer making noise every time my socked heel popped out from taking steps. I finally asked the girl and she denied ever seeing my shoes. She said she had no idea what I was talking about and told me to ask customer service. I asked them and they said nothing was turned in… after searching for almost an hour and patting around in my thin socks, it was time for me to leave. At this point my socks had gotten filthy from the department store floors and I was just so shocked I had actually gotten my shoe stolen and had no leads on where it went. I waited in the parking lot after walking out and getting stared at by almost everyone who walked by me. A lot of girls who were employed by Walmart laughed at my socks to. I waited in the parking lot for the 2 girls and her mother to see if I could see any of them physically holding my shoe. When they finally came out I still didn’t see any of them with my shoe. They probably hid it in the store very well before they left. I went home shoe less than day..
Author – Unlucky lad
Having mistakenly been given detention the day before and endured having shoes confiscated and sat amongst boys laughing at my situation I tried to forget it and not let anyone else know to hide further embarrassment. Unfortunately I had forgotten that some classmates had seen me through the window and they had told my best mate Jason.
Jason belittles others to make himself look good and immediately took advantage of my detention. Telling everyone he would never get detention, getting his shoes confiscated and be seen in his socks like a naughty schoolboy. This added further to my embarrassment. He asked why I had got detention and I lied to save more belittling from him. ‘I took a shortcut through the staff entrance and got caught’ I told him. He still managed to make fun of me.
Later he told me he was meeting a girl after school at McDonald’s and wanted me to come along. What he really wanted was for me to distract her best friend so he could disappear with this girl. I said I couldn’t because of detention again. He wasn’t pleased that my detention spoiled his plans and not bothered about his best mate having to endure further embarrassment.
Instead of telling him unpolitely to go away I hatched a plan to totally spoil his after school activities at McDonald’s.
I told him that my sister knew the girl and liked guys to show their feminine side and that he should wear pink socks. He went out at lunchtime and bought a pair. I told him to put them on when the end of day bell went to save time getting to McDonald’s after helping me get out of detention.
I told him to come to the detention room and tell the teacher that the Headmaster sent him because he needed to see me. We would leave and the teacher won’t check as there was no telephone in the room. He was so fixated at getting off with this girl he accepted every word I said. Off I went to detention. There was more boys than the day before, we all took our shoes off and queued in our socks to place our belongings in the stationary cupboard. It was a different teacher today. Mr Jackson who was very efficient and a good listener. He locked the cupboard and everyone sat down.
Ten minutes later there was a knock at the door. ‘Enter’ shouted Mr Jackson. In came Jason, glanced a smile my way and said to Mr Jackson ‘I’ve been sent by the Headmaster, he needs to see Andy, Sir’. Mr Jackson had listened to Jason and didn’t assume he was there for detention, my plan wasn’t working. He unlocked the cupboard, get your stuff Andy. Damn I thought Jason gets his way again. We started heading for the door and Mr Jackson locked the cupboard and followed us. He took us to the headmasters office. ‘I need to go’ said Jason. ‘Wait’ said the teacher. The headmaster’s office was locked. His secretary said he’d left at lunchtime. Mr Jackson marched me and Jason back to the detention room. He opened the cupboard door and shouted ‘Shoes off, both of you’. There was an almighty uproar of laughter as Jason removed his black Brogues showing bright pink socks on his feet. Our shoes where locked in the cupboard with our bags and coats. Jason was given two extra detentions for lying and not conforming to school dress code. I was given another for trying to evade detention. We both sat there in our socks, Jason no longer laughing and smug with a face blushing the same colour as his socks. My extra detention was worth it to see smile wiped off Jason face.
Author – Teddy
I had the most embarrassing day of class yesterday. I don’t dress for school in anything out of the ordinary but I make it a point to wear a button down shirt, jeans and loafers. Usually my loafers aren’t tied and haven’t been tied in a long time due to my laces being so worn, so they are loose worn leather slip ons practically. A lot of the boys.. and girls tease me by grabbing for my shoes during class. They think if they can tear one or both of my shoes off and leave me in my socks the whole class. One day one of the boys snatched one of my loafers and hid it all day. He said he lost it but then he gave it back to me at the end of the day . Really humiliating. But on this particular day I was wearing very sheer thin white socks under my loafers. I really shouldn’t of been wearing them if I didn’t want to be embarrassed because they were so sheer you could see my toe nails through the socks. Well on this day in class I had forgotten spare paper and my pencil at home and I had to ask the teacher for some because none of my classmates wanted to help me. The teacher never gives out things for free and he always wants you to trade him something in exchange while you use his pencils. we were taking a quiz today and I had no choice but to get his pencil and paper or fail the quiz. He quickly asked me if I had anything to trade him like a phone or a watch or something of value. After telling him I didn’t his eyes trailed down to my loafers. He practically smiled when he saw the loose leather smelly shoes on my feet . He said “why don’t you slip out of your shoes and hand those over as collateral” . If I didn’t know better he probably had a thing for shoes or boys in there socks. He practically lifted me out of my shoes. I couldn’t believe this because this was the complete wrong day to wear sheer stockings under my loafers. Now I would be showing them off to all the girls and guys in the classroom. I panicked and got red in the face. The teacher urged i give him my shoes. He said “no worries right? Those shoes are so loose they practically look like they are falling off your feet every time you take a step.” I quickly used one foot to step on the back of my opposite loafer, sliding my stocking foot out of my loose shoe. He was taken back when he say the sheer stockings I was wearing. I began to blush harder as the loafer came off my foot. He smiled at my sheer stockings. You could see my toes through the socks. It was very embarrassing. The teacher bent down and picked up both of my shoes. He told me to get on back to my seats. He took my shoes back to his desk and put them in a drawer and locked it with one of his keys. I couldn’t believe he just took my shoes and confiscated them for the rest of the class. Getting back to my seat all the girls laughed at my white stockings. They called me lily white foot and told me they could see my toes. They giggled and I knew they were cracking jokes. The guys didn’t even pay me attention because they were so taken back I was wearing such thin sheer socks. I was humiliated but for some reason very excited at the same time. I went the whole class in my socks and by the end of the class the bottoms of my socks were filthy from just being restless at my desk and brushing my socked feet across the floor. When I went to trade in the pencil and paper for my shoes back the teacher informed he actually misplaced his keys when he left the room a few minutes earlier. He said he was looking for them still. Now I had to walk through the halls to my next class infront of everyone in the school in stocking feet. I couldn’t be late to my next class and the teacher told me he would bring me my loafers to my next class directly , when he found his keys . I had no choice and I just went. it wasn’t untill almost 45 minutes later after being in my next class and everyone including the teacher just staring at my socked feet, that my precious professor finally came with my loafers. I quickly stuck my socked feet in them at the speed of light haha. It was a very tough day but very exciting 🙂
Author – Leon
I was visiting an historic warship in Portsmouth, UK, when a party of college boys came aboard. A bit later I was on the docking brings and two boys were there. I heard one say to the other “you can just see it in the water”. Thinking that he had seen some kind of wildlife I asked what you could see in the water. ” The boy’s shoe” he said. Then he told me that as they came aboard one of the boys tripped and he lost his shoe. Another boy picked it up and pretended to throw it overboard. Unfortunately the shoe slipped out of his hand and ended up in the water. I immediately went to find the boy with one shoe, my heart beating fast! I got to the main deck in time to see two boys changing shoes with only three shoes between them. The teacher in charge had made the boy who threw is friends shoe in the water give his shoes to his friend and send the rest of the day with one shoe. I couldn’t take my eyes off him as he walked round the ship in his black trousers, white socks and one black lace up shoe. I tried to imagine him walking around town all day with one shoe. I got so inspired that later that afternoon I let my right loafer fall into the harbour from the ferry boat, and had to go and eat then go home on the train without a right shoe. I was very excited!!!
Author – Jim Bone
I went to go walk around in my socks one night. I took a Bus to this apartment complex that was about 15 minutes from my house. I thoroughly enjoy doing this and it’s pretty addicting. I got to the front of the complex and walked in to the front. I walked over to the door that led to a set of apartments. I quietly opened the door and walked in. I slid my loafers off and left them in a corner by the door in plain view. I find it thrilling to leave my shoes and make my way through out the complex in my stocking feet and come back to the entrance. Sometimes someone will have snagged your shoes or moved them By the time u get back resulting in you going home in your socks. Depending on the time of day it’s almost guaranteed someone will snag your shoes. I went at night this time and it wasn’t as busy. I slowly walked off peering back at my shoes. I slowly ascended a flight of stairs in my stockings and by the time I had made it to the third floor my socks were black on the bottom. I kept walking and ran into a older women wallking with her dog . She smiled and glanced at my socks. They were filthy at this point and I was pretty embarrassed but I said hi and kept walking. Going up more stairs I was almost at the 8th floor and as I was walking out of the stairs a elevator door opened and a couple highschoolers walked out of the elevator and one of them was carrying my loafers. I froze as they walked past me. One of them snickered as he walked by and stared at my dirty torn socked feet. I couldn’t beleive it and I at first I didn’t . I kept saying those weren’t my shoes. I stood there a bit longer and made my way down the stairs and got to the lobby expecting to find my shoes in the corner nice and safe but as i turned the corner my shoes were not where I had left them. For some reason I was shocked and looked around the hallway and walked out front to see if they had been tossed out. But those boys really snagged my loafers. I went back to the bustop and waited on the bus. I rode the bus all the way home in my socks. Many on lookers stared at my dirty soles. It was quite embarrassing.