(-OMT-) The Dock-Side Discussion
Series: Odd Miracles - Trevor Themes: Foot Fetishism (Boot pulling, NBM, Massaging, tickling) Description: After meeting the big woman - Lapisbus, a.k.a. The Siren - herself, Emily Hill decides to finally meet someone else who can understand her frustrations in more ways than one. (If you wish to skip to the action, go to the three + marks) ___________________________________________________________________________________ Emily closed her locker and looked over to Brianna. "I would love to come to the park with you and the rest of the girls, but... I have other plans." "Em, this is the second time this week. Is something wrong?" Brianna asked concerningly, "You could always talk to us, we're worried about you." Emily sighed "Brianna, I am making myself clear here. I can't say." Brianna's eyes widened and she looked worried "Why?" She leans forward and whispers "If you want to take this to somewhere private, we can." Emily looked at her with stern eyes "Brianna, I'm really sorry, but I CANNOT tell you this. Things could get... bad... Really... Bad..." Brianna stares at Emily with an underlying amount of pressure between the two. The talkative and freethinking best friends were in their first real instance of distrust, at least, that is what Brianna thought. Emily was not doing this by choice. Given what she knows now, she might be watching her every move. She was trapped, tired, and frustrated. All she wanted to do was get out of school so she can finally get some of that pressure off. In the midst of the silence, she turned on her high heel, knee-high, leather boots and began marching off. Brianna sighed in defeat and after a few extra seconds, she caught up to Emily. "The girls are gonna ask about you." "I-I know... Just... Tell them I'll see them tomorrow. I should be better by then..." Brianna nodded, still a little glum "Alright... Gonna text us at least?" Emily responded a little softly, almost tearing up a bit. "Sure." "'kay then... Have fun..." With those four words, they parted ways. Brianna breaking off to hang with the other girls while Emily marched forward to the exit. She gently batted away the tears that were beginning to form from the sorrows of lying; her friends have always been an open bunch, not one to shy from personal struggles and rants, but nothing could quite match the situation Emily was in. So much happened the day before, where she finally met The Siren face to face, the ghost that had been harassing her petrifying brother and egging him on to do more and more terrible things that have rocked the school with every push. Emily was always there... She knew what was happening... She knew the evil that was forming in her brother... But she could not budge. The threats made by her time-stopping brother hold much water, and now this... Lapibus... Was a supporter of said threats. Not to mention, three girls, peers, people, were locked up in a gallery in a whole other world. Guarded by that woman... Lost to those who truly cared for them... But Emily knew where they were, yet she could not say... At least... She hopes that she can at least speak her mind for once... And there is only one person that she has a hunch that may be...___________________________________________________________________________________ Summer was definitely heating up as June progressed on. Trevor was walking down the street with hands firmly in Bailey's. "Gah... So what are the weekend plans?" asked Trevor. "Hm... I do think Kyler's been pestering my parents about one of the boardwalks nearby. He won't shut up about how the Hydrus is gonna give him a mustache." Trevor holds back a laugh "Really? He said that?" "Pfft. No! From the way he describes it, you'd think it does!" Trevor chuckled "Ohhh. Oh-ho-lright. No, Kingda Ka is where it's at. Tallest and fastest coaster in the world, baby" "Oh everybody knows that, but Kyler's too scared." she says with a cheeky smile "And I guess it doesn't have the beach side appeal... That'd go to Galeforce." "That's what I said! And I swear to you, he looked me in the eyes..." building up for a payoff "and then just moved on to talking about Hydrus!" Trevor slows down to laugh hard "WAHH-HA-HAAAA! WHAT A BITCH!" Bailey couldn't hold back the laughter either and joins in "I KNOW RIGHT!" As they laughed, Trevor could hear the sound of thick high-heel clicks approaching. He did a quick peak behind and saw Emily coming. Before Emily could even wave back or anything, Trevor motioned Bailey to the side while still giggling a tad bit. The laughter quickly started to die down once Emily stopped next to them. Trevor took the lead "Oh" A bit of a recovery cough from the laughter "Hey Em." Emily sighed "Trevor, I want to talk." Trevor rosy cheeked face slowly shifted to one of confusion. Bailey's too. "Eh?" responded Trevor. Emily stumbled a bit through her 'pitch' "I want to talk about... Well I work for this... business. It specializes in... stone... or crystals! They use lasers to cut holes into the block, creates a cool 3D effect. Really captures moments and freezes moments in time. Was... wondering if you two would like one of your pictures to be used from the prom as part of this new de-" Trevor nodded and said calmly "You want to talk about Brett... I get it." Emily perked up a bit and darted her eyes between Trevor and Bailey. Bailey looked at Trevor a little confused and Trevor quickly had to play it natural again. "Well... I know me and him haven't had the best of feelings since the prom but did he really have to send you as a middle man?" Bailey was now even more confused by this. Brett and him had a confrontation and she didn't know about it? Emily nodded "Yeah. Yeah. He's just been really... angry after your whole... scuffle." "Well... He didn't make it better by getting all tough guy on me." Bailey interjected "Babe, what's going on?" Trevor paused his and Emily's conversation to address Bailey. "Um... Well... Brett and I got into a little scuffle because he wanted to break me up from you after the whole... thing... went down. We called it off a little early when he picked me up and tried to carry me out by force." Bailey squinted a bit "Hm. I see." Emily nodded quickly but still tried to play it cool "Yes and we are thinking of talking things out between you two. Plans to get back at you on Monday." Trevor shot his eyebrows up "Oh shit!" he said in a worried tone. "Yeah, we got to talk then." Trevor took two steps forward but Bailey caught his arm. "Babe, what's going on?" "It's a personal matter that I have to deal with." Bailey was just flat out confused and shocked "But... We always do things..." Trevor spun around and placed his hands on her cheeks; getting right up in her face and getting real. "Sweetie, I'm need to talk with this with Emily alone. I'm sorry." Bailey rested her hands on his wrists and looked down a bit. "What's wrong... Please... You can tell me..." Trevor sighs and looks to the side. Emily already clenching, ready to cringe at the answer she is about to hear too. "I can't... Just... Go home for now. I'll catch up to you tomorrow. I'll see if I can tag along or something, okay?" Trevor went to kiss her forehead but she yanked back with a pissed off expression. Bailey glared at Trevor as she stomped off down the street, back home. Trevor just watched on and felt his gut clench in utter disgust with himself. Emily sighed and looked to him "So I guess they're threatening you too, huh?" "Yeah..." He then peaked over his shoulder at her "Now where shall we talk?"___________________________________________________________________________________ The west end of Seashell Lights is a very quiet place; mostly used by locals who have parked their boats in the marinas or live along the marshland. Tourists hardly come here because there is no sand, no attractions, or any "fresh" air. You either get used to the salt marsh smell, or you don't, and many tourists rather go to the beach and DRIVE through the marshlands on the roadways leading to all the Jersey Shore isles than stop to give the water another good sniff. Thankfully for locals, like Emily and Trevor, they get used to it. They approach an old boat ramp, bobbing slightly to the steps they make. Trevor was surprised how Emily could walk on this with those heels on, but her whole appearance did scream "tough, country girl" in a way, as she had jeans underneath with a black crop and brown short jacket. Her hair done up in a ponytail. Very light on the makeup. "So Lapibus mentioned you have foot fetish powers." blurted out Emily. Trevor was caught way off guard, but he had to answer the question. "Well... Yeah. You've... met? Lapisbus?" "Met her the other day..." she said, as she sat crisscross on the edge of the dock. Trevor took in a breath and walked over. Sitting next to her, but a little ways back so he can stick his legs out without having to worry about touching the marsh water in his standard Converse. "I met her the night of the prom... Had a few visits already." "Not as many as Brett, I gather." "Twice." "Oh yeah, definitely more..." "Yeah... Well... If I had a whole wall of feet sticking out in a void world... I'd be visiting all the time too..." Emily slightly cringed at that line and looked forward. "Yes... Moving on..." She sighed "He got Valentina..." Trevor looked over in shock. "No." Emily closed her eyes and nodded. "Turned her into a... statue of sugar?" she sighs. "Says it'll be sweeter for your tongue when you lick her... Gah that's just gross!" Trevor got a little red with embarrassment. The first time a girl is really venting her disgust for his fetish. Honestly, he thought this would have come sooner rather than a whole guiding hand and girlfriend in. "Look, I do not approve of what Brett is doing... It's honestly... God it is just cruel... And Lapisbus just... Fuels his love and then trying to rope me in on the action..." Emily turned her head towards him with a curious look "What's she done about you?" "Egg me on to try things... Make my abilities stronger." Emily looked back out to the blue skies over the mainland. "What's this chicks deal anyhow?" Trevor shrugged "Hell if I know... Best I could gather is she is the source of all of this..." Emily looked back at him with an annoyed glare. "I think everyone could piece that one together. What's her endgame is what I wonder?" Trevor once more shrugged "Who knows." A moment of awkward silence, only filled by the soft crashing waves against the island wall, and the slight creak of the bobbing dock. Emily then curled up her legs and wrapped her arms around them, trying to work with the boots. "So you really don't know that much then, huh?" Trevor shook his head. "No. Sorry..." Emily sighed and then lowered her head onto her knees. "Is there... at least... an end in sight?" Trevor looked to the left, watching the water below. He nodded. "Yeah... There has to be. I just... have to do what she wants... Right?" "But... What DOES she want?" asked Emily Trevor remained silent on that one. To be honest, he hasn't even used his ability much anymore. Last time he properly used it was... Jailene... "I don't know... But... whatever it is... It involves my power..." stated Trevor "Well... Tck... What do WE do then?" Trevor sighed. "For now... We just have to... shut up and let Brett do his thing..." "NO! We have to do something!" "You and I both know... That's not where that is going to go." Emily looked up and over at Trevor "Well we have to do something! I am sick and tired of being scared!" she said, angerly. "I'm sick and tired of these secrets! These lies...!" Emily's face quickly sank back down to one of sadness. "I just... want the senior year people rave about..."+ + + Trevor got that feeling. The feeling of being thrust into something much bigger than yourself... One faced with newfound challenge and fear. I guess what the comics say is true, with great power comes great responsibilities. It just felt... sad. Disappointing. Frustrating. Many of the negative adjectives you can think. Trevor groaned. "Listen, I know you probably are not down with this, but do you want a foot rub?" Emily slowly turned her head back and glared at Trevor. "You're kidding me?" "Look, we both came here to relieve some stresses and we are not going to get much out when we are so tense. Besides, I need to warm up my powers again... Haven't used them in ages..." Emily is surprised and unravels a bit to look back at Trevor. "Wait, you haven't?" Trevor shrugs. "I've... actually had hardly any interest in using it recently. I have a girlfriend who is cool with it and I've just gotten used to not touching other girls feet..." Once more, there is a bit of silence. "You're... Reserved? I thought that was impossible for a man when it came to horniness." "Well... Yeah... I guess you could say that... Enjoy, but think with what you have, especially if you've never had it before..." "Huh... Interesting..." Once more, silence, but then Emily took a deep breath and wrapped her legs around so they were right against Trevor. She began unzipping her boots. Trevor looked at her with a puzzled look. "So you dooo?" "I just want these off... but yes... Show me what you can do." Trevor watched as Emily leaned forward and began unzipping the leg of her boot, seamlessly and smoothly. The legs easily spreading apart because of her denim jeans. Already, it looked like she was relieved getting these things off. Surely they must have been hot and tight. It all came to a crescendo when she grabbed the toe of her right boot and heel and tried to yank it off. Emily tried but then looked to Trevor, spinning herself and moving back a bit so he could get a better angle of the soles. "Could you?" she asked, a little worn. Trevor nodded and grabbed her boot, easily yanking it off with Emily and his force. Trevor then looked back over to Emily and saw a lovely sight. She gently lowered her right, now bared foot onto the concrete flooring of the dock and flexed her toes around - pivoting on her heel. She threw her head back and slightly moaned in relief. "God that feels good..." Trevor was still caught staring. "Huh, always thought you girls wore socks under your boots." Emily chuckled as she leaned over "Clearly..." she snatches the boot and leans back "You have not worn boots before. Now." she lifted up the other one, which was already unzipped. Trevor nodded and grabbed the left shoe, making sure to pull hard. This time, Emily threw her other foot onto Trevor's short-covered leg for extra push and it came off easily. Emily sighed and fell back onto the dock with her hands to her stomach and eyes to the sky. Trevor was still holding her one boot, but now focusing on Emily's feet. Her white nailed toes sat atop a foot with a slightly small big toe, which was obvious from the very minor curve up and then down. Her 9.5 size feet simply sat still while she relaxed for a moment. "So when is this going to start?" she asked loudly Trevor leaned back and decided it was hide time he give a try. He took a deep breath and raised his left hand up in the cupped position. Before he knew it, he felt Emily's foot forming. "Oh? Is that you holding my ankle?" she asked "Yes!" Trevor responded. Trevor then waved her foot around a bit, since these feet had no body to worry about. "Hey! Stop that! I want my massage!" "Right right! Just showing you what my powers can do!" Emily spun herself around to truly get the sense that Trevor was somehow bringing her feet to him. Trevor in the meanwhile lowered her right foot down onto the concrete. Emily immediately turned back and slightly chuckled at how absurd these powers were as Trevor summoned her left. With both now in hand, he grabbed her right foot like a wrench and pressed both her free-floating feet between his legs. Emily turned around and laid on her stomach, watching on. "Huh, so that's all just your mind? I can't see anything." Trevor smirked "Yeah, but I can still do things." He then stared at her with a grin as he shot his finger right on top of her bare right sole, glazing her heel, pressing slightly against her arch, and then taking off again at the tops. She winced and quickly bent her right leg to give it a scratch. "Heyyy. Don't you dar-" her words were quickly cut off as Trevor began a tickle attack. Taking both his pointer and middle fingers and scratching her defenseless soles. Trevor watched as the soles remained motionless, unmoved by the interaction they have with his fingers, but made the beautiful young girl wiggle and squirm on the dock. Keeping her hysterical laughter at a very low volume, mostly trying to plead for Trevor to stop over the harsh fits of laughter. Eventually, Trevor had to stick to his word and moved her left foot down for a moment, letting it hit the concrete but missing the spot as it rolls off into the water. Trevor begins to place his hands on her right foot when she jumps. "Did my left foot just go in the water?!" she asked, annoyed Trevor dropped her right on the concrete and peaked over to see, yep, a single bare foot floating like a toy boat on the waters of the marsh. Sole up too. Trevor did the nice thing and pulled it out the water, this time gently placing it on the concrete rather than throwing it down. "There. And you know what, here." Trevor then grabbed the foot once more and looked to her. He took a deep breath and gently pressed his hands along the sides of her feet. Emily winced up once more and looked like she was going to say something, but stopped once Trevor hit around the upper half of her foot. That was when the magic could truly be felt, as he gently pressed his finger and thumb on the sides of her left heel. The wet and slightly cold sole acted as its own softener, making her foot a lot easier to hold and press on. With a movement of a thumb, he then pressed into her heel hard and started moving it in circles. This got Emily's attention as she loosened up and fell back down onto the concrete of the dock, now feeling the stress of all that heel walking be relieved. It was not over yet, as Trevor began making his way up her arch now, letting his thumbs do all the work for this portion while the rest stayed on the tops of her foot. Once he pressed in hard, he made sure to give small encircling motions to give that massaging feeling. Sure it felt good for Emily, but it also tickled a bit. Just can't escape it, she was probably thinking. He kept that process going till he reached the top of her foot, where his right thumb went to the joints of her toes and sat as Trevor pressed each and every single toe himself, making sure they get the most press they can. Surprisingly enough, this actually did feel amazing for the girl who had those toes bending back in those high-heel boots. Once that was done, Trevor grabbed the right foot and began working on that one. The reactions were the same as before. "Wow... Was kinda expecting yet not expecting this at the same time..." said Emily. "Huh?" Trevor said while he continued the massage "Well, I gathered you'd do something with my feet... But wow, I did not expect a fucking massage THIS good..." "Those heels helped. The more the stress, the more the want for massage." "True..." Not even five seconds later, Emily leans up and looks to Trevor, now a bit weirded out how she feels all the sensations in her feet yet she can still freely move her foot. "Hey... Trev?" Trevor moved his eyes to look at Emily. "Yeah?" "I'm sorry about Bailey... If there is a way to clear things u-" "Emily, it's fine. I'll work it out with her. It's my problem, not yours." "But... I came up when she was right there. God, she probably thinks you're cheating with m-" Trevor responded calmly "Bailey would never. I... at least hope so. Probably would be better for her... No big red X on her back..." Emily let the moment sink in for a bit before responding "I honestly have no clue. It's your call." Trevor sighed and continued the massage "I just... worry for her so much... I don't want her getting roped into shit because of me..." Emily kneeled and scooted over a bit. She then rested a hand on Trevor's right leg. "Trev, although this is the first time we've talked one on one... ever. You are still a fine guy to be around..." she smirks a bit "Even if you do try to get your way" Trevor smirked "What? Like this?" He then scratched a small portion of her right foot quickly with his pointer which made her chuckle. He then shoved him a bit, but not too hard. "Yeah! Like that! Dick!" in a joking tone. Trevor chuckled and threw his hands up. "Fine then! Massage over! Have your feet back!" he said in a light-hearted response. "Thank you, and thank you for it. I found it quite pleasant... Would I do it again... Hmm... Maybe if I'm feeling generous?" "And what does generous mean?" "Depends on my mood." she chuckles. "I still do find your little fetish weird though." "Call it weird all you want, I still know how to do a killer foot rub because I can actually bear through it." Emily shrugged "Fine. You win that round, Trevor." she said in a snarky tone. They then sighed as they sat back and relaxed on the dock, looking out to the mainland and the slowly fading afternoon sun. They let the quiet settle back in, and occasionally break it with questions and small talk. ___________________________________________________________________________________ 4:53 pm (EST), an hour and thirty after this meeting started "I've heard they're calling him 'The Basilisk' now." said Trevor. "Yeah..." responded Emily. "Seems fitting..." "It's a little goofy though..." she said. "Well... We live in a very strange world now. Goofy is a low brow, I guess." "Maybe... Maybe..." Another silence sets in, but Emily eventually stands up, taking her boots. "I'm gonna head off." said Emily. "Yeah... Guess I should too. Got a relationship to hold up." "Yeah... Good luck with that." said Emily, looking down and back at him with a bit of sympathy. "It was nice talking to you, actually." said Trevor, looking back at her. She nodded "Definitely got the demons out there..." "You said it... Lapisbus can't get us either, since we both know, so don't you worry." he gives a reassuring smile. "Yeah." was Emily's only response as she began sliding her boots back on, but only zipping up halfway. Trevor watched her run off. Once she was gone from his eyesight, he stood up and began heading home himself. Now in the need to fix his relationship......
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