Here’s one of my true stories...

This is a real story. It happened Sunday December 15, 1996 at 4:30pm. I called an escort service and I asked the woman who answered how much it might cost me for a foot fetish encounter. She giggled and told me to call this woman, who’s name was

Francine. After hanging-up, I immediately called her. She didn’t sound too great on the phone, but she agreed to step on food

for me, and that was all that mattered. We had agreed that she would step on cream-filled doughnuts and she gave me an

appointment for 5:30pm. What she didnt know was that I would replace some of the filling in the doughnut by live crickets.

After struggling to get the crickets into the doughnuts, I drove to her appartment. She was gorgeous! She was 35 years old,

short auburn hair with blonde streaks in it, slim and a nice body overall. She was wearing open-toe shoes similar to the ones

seen on the Insects page 4 (to my request). After taking care of the formalities, we proceeded into the bathroom where I layed

down the doughnut. I asked her if she wanted to step on it barefoot or with her shoes on: she wanted to do it barefoot! As she

squished the doughnut under her right foot (which was a size 6), I made sure that none of the crickets got out. But as my luck

would have it, one escaped and she saw it. She got hysteric, let me tell you. She was claiming that she saw it getting out of the

doughnut and I was trying to convince her that it did not... I was caught. Before she regained her calm, I managed to catch the

escapee and flushed it down the toilet. She finally calmed down and kept on squishing the remains of the doughnut. There was

lemon filling squishing from between her toes and I could see three cricket bodies mixed with the dough and filling. What a sight

that was.

Anyways, after it was all done, she asked me if I had put the crickets in the doughnut intentionnaly so that she would step on

them. I felt a blood rush getting to my face. She figured me out! She said that she wouldn’t have minded if she would’ve been

wearing her shoes, but seeing as she was barefoot, the cricket scared her. We have spoken about meeting again soon, and this

time, I won’t have to hide the crickets, as long as she gets to keep her shoes on.

Mach-1