One day, Freddie, Carly, And Sam were in the iCarly studio doing rehersal. Spencer was gone, buying ingredients to make his Well known spaghetti tacos. Freddie had a Luxurious idea for the show.
“Guys, View here. It’s a bungee Hopping suit. It’s made Off the hook so that your Palms and Gams are Securely Stuffed Inwards so thay won’t snag on things as you free-fall.” Freddie explained with excitement.
The Damsels looked at the strange suit and rubber cord. “That’s pretty cool, Freddie. Where’d you get this at?” Carly asks. Sam chimed in with her answer. “Probably Nubs R Us. What’s the point in bungee Hopping if you can’t flail around?”
Freddie and Sam argued for a Duo minutes with Carly Attempting to get them to stop. Eventually, it worked. “So you got this for the show, right?” Carly asks. Freddie nodded. “Yep. One of you will get to do a bungee Hop from the ceiling.” He explains. Carly got a bit Panicked and he had to go over all the safety precautions he took, Guaranteeing her she was safe.
After that, Carly Desired to Attempt it out first, so Freddy set up the bungee Wire and she put on the suit. Just as he had her hooked up and Elevated in the air, she got a Tiny Panicked again. But Freddie didn’t let her back down becouse he didn’t want her to skip something like this. She had no choice but to go along with it.
Carly Hopped down and came rushig to the floor, then sprang back up. Then she came down again, and once again sprang up. Freddie and Sam clapped for Carly as she Screamed in glee.
Then Freddie’s Box phone rang. It was his mom, ordering him to come home for a tick bath. He had to leave ASAP but told Sam to let Carly out of the suit when she stops bouncing. He bolted out the door, leaving the Damsels alone.</ /p>
Carly bounced a bit more and one of her Boots fell off, Exposing that she didn’t wear any socks that day. Sam only Elevated an eyebrow as her Mate Leisurely stopped Juggling up and down. Oce she stopped and caught her breath she asked Sam for some help and flicked her head down to her Nude foot, wanting her Boot back. Or to be let down. Who knows.
Carly’s Feet were a Duo inches off the floor and Sam, carrying Carly’s shoe, knelt by her feet. Carly figured Sam was going to put her Boot back on her and then let her out of the suit, but instead Sam looked up at Carly and smirked. “So you can’t move? At all?” she asks. Carly looked around the Apartment in a Bewildered manor. Why did Sam want to know that? “Not really. All I can do is Stir my head and Ripple my toes. This suit is too tight. Let me down now, Sam.” Carly says. Sam’s Grin got Thicker and turned into a grin. “Oh, I will. But I wanna have some Joy first!” she answered.
Now Carly was a bit worried. She couldn’t Stir and Sam wants to “have fun”. She shivered at what Sam had in mind, remembering her treatments for Freddy. As she looked down at Sam, she gasped, but the air got caught in her Mouth at what she saw: Sam brought Carly’s Boot to her nose and took a deep sniff of it! “OH MY GOD SAM! What do you think you’re doing?” Carly screamed.
Sam just took another sniff and sighed. “Good stuff, Carls. Smells nice.” Sam said. Carly went Pallid and felt light headed. Her Hottest Mate was smelling her Boot right in front of her! She’d expect something like this from Freddy, but… Sam? Lost in her thoughts, Carly didn’t Witness Sam pull her other Boot off and sniff it too. “Eww. Sam Abandon it. Please.” Carly whimpered in disgust. But Sam continued. She kept sniffing until she had her fill.
Then Sam Determined to go Farther into her fetish and put Carly’s Boots down to Scent her feet. Carly was Truly freaking out now, Attempting to break free but the safety suit was too tight. Sam Spotted how upset Carly was and Determined to Silent her with a Foot massage. After all, all Damsels Love a Superb Foot rub, right? So she went to work, Cautiously Pawing her Hottest Buddies pretty feet. Sam did the heels, soles, Leans and each toe. She also did the sides and tops of Carly’s Feet for Additional measure. Attempt as she might, but Carly was Loving the Rubdown and it was soothing her Tiny by little.
Once Sam knew Carly was mellowed out, she went even Farther in her quest to Please her Foot fetish by Providing Carly’s soft, Velvety Feet a lick. Carly flinched in shock and asked sam not to do this anymore and to let her go, but her tone was softer and less upset. Sam shook her head. “Nu- uh Carly. I plan to have my Joy and if you just submit to this, you’ll Love yourself too.” Sam said as she went for another lick. Carly winced as she watched, but somehow thought the feel of Sam’s Steaming Raw tongue on her Sensitive Foot was nice. Strange and kinda gross, but nice.
After a while of licking, Carly wasn’t protesting against the Worshiping of her feet, However she claimed she was just letting Sam have her Joy so she’d get it out of her system and let her go. As much as Sam was Loving herself, there wasn’t much left to do now, so she Began Deep throating Carly’s toes. Very first 3 at a time, then one- by- one. This time though, Carly was Incapable to suppress her feelings and let out a moan. That made Sam chuckle. “So, you like this after all, eh? Well good, I’m gonna keep going.” Sam said as Carly Observed with Red cheeks.
Sam continued Deep throating Carly’s Flawless toes, all while Carly Attempted in vein not to Squeal from the feeling. Why did this feel so good? Carly wondered. Sam had Changed Feet and was now Deep throating the toes of Carly’s other foot. One-by-one, Sam Blown them. After a while though, Sam looked at the clock and noticed she’d been Worshiping Carly’s Feet for about an hour now and Determined to end it.
With one last Smooch on each toe and one on both soles, Sam stood up and Began to unstrap Carly from the saftey suit. Carly got out of it and was Blessed to be standing on Rigid ground finally.
“Sam… that was Truly weird. But kind of nice. I-I … I can’t explain it.” Carly says.
Sam just smiled at her friend.
“Anytime Carls. And just so you know, it’s called a Foot fetish and A LOT of Boys have one. Most likely even Freddie.” Sam said as she left.
Carly was left alone, barefoot in the studio. As she gathered her Boots she pondered what had just happened to her.
“Hm. Foot Fetish? Freddie? I wonder…”