20/12/2024 17:41:12 by Nero_Socks

At young age I remember sniffing men’s socks was very satisfying for me. At puberty I started to fantasize sniffing socks that was vey dirty and smelly directly from men’s socked feet, whether they were sleeping or not aware of me. Nowadays I just like to get under a chair and lay down as a footrest to the socked feet so that I can enjoy them while the man is doing other business, ignoring my presence and at the same time teasing me with his socked feet, pressing my nose like pedal pumping, commenting how bad the socks smell. I also developed a macrophilia fetish with socked feet, where I fantasize being small as a bug and being crushed under the socked foot, but being pliable so that I can breathe in the smell as the giant man continues his day with me stuck to the socked sole.