“Are you the asshole that sold my girl these shoes?”
The man looked completely calm, showing not the least bit of fear at the large gentleman’s words. He frequently had customers like this at his many businesses over the years. Someone, usually a relative or close friend, bought some of his shoes and those closest to them didn’t like the changes. He’d learned to be prepared for individuals like the rough looking man who’d stormed in his shop.
“Sir, I have sold many pairs of shoes today. Perhaps you could be more specific and allow me to take a look at those shoes you speak of.”
The large angry gentleman appeared even more upset at being spoken to so calmly. “More specific, you want more specific, I came in for a late lunch from work today and find my underage daughter Katie wearing these trashy heels. She’s bent over the kitchen table getting fucked by some punk kid I hardly know. They didn’t even stop as I walked in. Katie simply smiled and continued moaning talking about how she was meant to fuck and have babies.”
The man smiled subtly as he recalled his very first customer of the day, the striking young blonde girl with her two friends. The large angry man, Katie’s father continued.
“I asked her what the fuck was going on and she simply said that after purchasing these trashy heels at your store, she decided to forget all about studying or getting an education and spread her legs for whoever wanted her. She wants to be pregnant, to be some piece of trash slut and I want to know what the hell you did to her?”
Katie’s father is fuming at this point, his entire face boiling red as he holds the heels his daughter purchased in shaky hands.
“Well sir, may I ask you one thing? How did your daughter react when you took these shoes away from her?” The man asked casually, completely non-threatened by the massive angry father.
The man could see the anger give way to just a hint of confusion and frustration. “What the hell does it matter how she reacted? She seemed upset at first and then gave me some sassy comment about not needing to have her heels on to get knocked up.”
“Ahhh... well then you can clearly see my shoes I sold her have nothing to do with her behavior. Otherwise she clearly would not behave the same without these heels.” The man said taking the shoes from Katie’s father.
The angry gentleman seemed to take a deep breath as the man spoke. His rage was still there but now being directed in a different direction. “But, she.. she’s always been so intelligent and innocent.” He said defeated.
The man gave him a friendly reassuring smile. “I understand sir, children grow up so fast these days. Sometimes they act out for no reason. Believe me it isn’t your fault.”
Katie’s father was still disturbed. “But she never wore shoes like those, why would she even buy them?”
“Clearly to get attention.” The man said. “She’s acting out and unfortunately you gave her the reaction she wanted. You got angry.”
“Well what the hell should I have done? She’s probably still at home fucking that kid.”
The man smiled in a kindly old man way, the way he always did when dealing with an angry customer like Katie’s father. Out of the corner of his eye he saw two other customers browsing the shoes on the display floor. They must’ve entered while he wasn’t looking.
“What you should do...” The man said focusing on the angry gentleman for the moment. “...is allow Katie to get this out of her system. Take the shoes back to her and tell her how much you like them. In no time this acting out phase will be over.”
This didn’t seem to calm the gentleman at all. “In no time my seventeen year old daughter will be pregnant, that’s not exactly going to solve the problem. I should just kick that little shit boyfriend of hers until he stops moving.”
Throughout this all the man remained calm and kept one eye on the two young people who were rummaging through the shoes on several tables near the exit. These two didn’t appear to belong here. They were both young men about late teens early twenties and they were looking at women’s shoes.
“Sir I believe I can help you out.” The man said to Katie’s father. “Allow me to clean the scuffs off these shoes and give you a partial refund.”
The large angry gentleman watched as he took a small vial containing vaguely pink looking liquid and sprayed it liberally over the pair of heels. “Now this will clean these up just fine.” The man said. “It even refreshes the leather to nearly brand new quality.”
Katie’s father clearly didn’t care about the quality of the leather but as he smelled the strawberry scent of the spray something happened. He seemed to relax a little with every breath he took. By the time the man was finished cleaning, he’d nearly forgotten being angry at all.
“There now, sir. I believe these are better than when your daughter purchased them this morning. You just take those back to her.”
The girl’s father appeared slightly drugged to the man’s eyes but this was as expected. His special all-purpose shoe spray always made the customers docile. It was so much easier for them to accept the new attitude of whoever wore the shoes.
“Well, they do seem nice.” Katie’s father mumbled, his voice very soft now. He opened his eyes a little wider as he took the shoes back from the man. The material felt different somehow. “Wow, these are pretty decent shoes. I really don’t know what I could have been thinking, blaming you and all.”
The man smiled but then frowned a little. The two customers who’d been browsing were gone. The table they’d been browsing at appeared to have been messed up and at least a couple of shoe boxes were now missing. Looking back to the docile father, the man focused on one problem at a time.
“Sir, I believe you should have no problem with Katie anymore. Just return the shoes to her and maybe you two can have a good talk about her behavior. I’m certain she will straighten out in no time.”
Katie’s father smiled, a very accepting grin covering his face. “You’re right mister. I know exactly what you mean about letting her act out. I shouldn’t give in and be angry with her, I should just play along, let her think I support her choices. She wants to be pregnant so damn bad well I’ll just knock her up myself. That’ll teach the little brat.”
With that the gentleman turned and left the shop, no thoughts of a partial refund even remaining inside his head. He was now far too occupied with teaching Katie a lesson.
“Now what do we have here?” The man said approaching the display table with the scattered shoes.
The two young men had obviously gone through several boxes of shoes and knocked a few displays over to try and mask their crime. But no doubt about it, two shoe boxes were missing.
After only a moment or two the man smiled, realizing just what kind of shoes the thieves had taken. “Well now this should be interesting.” He said. His anti-theft devices should set things right in no time.
Returning to the door, the man checked his watch. It was now getting close to 3:00 and the mall seemed to be thinning out. He expected at least one more surge of business but for the moment his corner of the building was quiet. His thoughts turned to the thieves and he smiled. It was only too bad he wouldn’t be there to see the shoes do their stuff. Suddenly a distant flicker of light caught his eyes. Two individuals were approaching the shop.
“Well look who’s back.” The man said, watching another of his past customers making their return to his humble shop.
“You like totally have to see the great shoes they have here.” Megan said, her voice very childlike even if her every-other feature was far from it.
“umm... Megan honey, I’m really not sure about this. Someone could see us.” The older gentleman with her said, attempting to act as if nothing was wrong.
“Silly, what could be wrong with visiting the shoe store with my sugar daddy?” Megan said putting a little skip into her step, the blinking lights on her sneakers drawing her companion’s eyes.
Don couldn’t believe what had happened to him just hours before. He’d come home after running to the post office and met Megan at his front door. Although this was clearly not the Megan he remembered. Instead of the mousy neighbor girl he liked to sneak peeks of whenever he had a chance, this girl was an all-out slut and she acted like some child. She had jumped up to greet him and his mouth dropped. Megan was wearing some incredibly tiny t-shirt and obviously had no bra on as her nipples practically begged to be stared at through the fabric. She had a tiny micro-skirt on that gave him an incredible view of her young legs for the first time since he’d moved into the neighborhood.
“ooohh come on, I can’t wait to show you all the shoes.” Megan gleefully said, taking Don’s hand and nearly running to the store.
Don simply shrugged and watched the young girl’s pigtails bounce along with some of her finer assets. He couldn’t believe he’d let an underage girl talk him into going somewhere so public with her. He could get arrested.
“Welcome, welcome, It is always good to see a return customer, especially one who brings a new one along with her.” The man said cheerfully.
Don was confused. This man seemed friendly enough but why was he acting as if there wasn’t a thing wrong with an age forty plus man being escorted by such an obviously young girl.
“er Hello.” Don said reluctant to really speak at all.
“Hi there again, this here’s my sugar daddy, Don.” Megan said bouncing around with giggling joy.
The man turned to the rather rotund gentleman accompanying Megan. He was middle-aged and out of shape with a mostly bald head. And he was clearly nervous. The way he acted, you’d think he expected cops to jump out at any moment and lock him away. That would have to be taken care of.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you sir, I had the honor of helping young Megan here out earlier today. I’m just so glad she decided to introduce me to such an important man in her life.”
Don was still very confused. He was used to being called creepy or pervy but the way this man talked, you’d think he was in a completely average situation. “I’m not sure about all this. I mean I honestly don’t know what got into Megan. She’s never even given me the time of day until earlier today. Now she seems different, like some lolita. I just brought her here because she convinced me to see where she got what she’s wearing. I actually didn’t realize it would be the mall.”
The man smiled as Megan held tightly to one of Don’s arms and let her hips rub up against him like a friendly kitten. “Oh sir, I’m sure she ‘convinced’ you very well didn’t she?”
Don seemed defensive. “Look, I don’t know what you’re insinuating but I’ve been completely hands-off. She’s seventeen, I’m not going to jail. I can’t help how she’s behaved.”
Megan perked up, toying with her pig tailed auburn hair. “I tried to get him to fuck me but all I got him to do was let me suck him.” She looked at Don adoringly. He was sweating now.
“I really sucked his brains out. He tastes fantastic.” Megan said smiling.
“Well it is so nice to have a loving couple in my store.” The man said. “Now Don why don’t you let me show you some shoes I think you’ll like.”
Don pulled at his collar nervously. He couldn’t believe a teenage girl had just told some stranger she sucked him off and now that stranger wanted to sell him some shoes. He’d better play along so the guy wouldn’t report him to the authorities.
“um Okay, let’s see what you have.” Don said, pulling away from Megan who pouted a little at losing contact but simply skipped over to some other shoe displays and began looking around. He couldn’t get over how her D-cups jumped and shimmied as she moved.
“Sir, I believe the perfect match for you is a pair of my newest line of loafers. They’re called Morality loafers. They’re sure to relax you entirely, get rid of some of that stress.” The man said pushing a large gray shoebox into Don’s hands.
“Loafers? Yeah I guess so, although I’m not lightening up on this Megan thing. She took advantage of me. All I did was stand there. I haven’t laid a hand on her and I don’t intend to.” Don said taking a seat.
“Whatever you wish, sir. Just try them on. I’m sure I got your size right.”
Don opened the box and took a long look at the shoes. They looked completely average, light tan loafers with a thick sole. On the side each shoe had a large ‘M’ branded into the leather. They had a great brand new smell that was hard to ignore. Don had to admit they were nice looking shoes. Taking them from the box, he nearly collapsed from his chair.
“Damn, these shoes shocked the hell out of me.” Don said, his large form shaking slightly as his breathing seemed labored.
The man grinned and glanced over at Megan who was still browsing the shoe accessory rack near the register.
Having removed his own dirty work boots, Don slipped both loafers on his feet and gasped, his eyes tightly shut. For a second he worried he was having heart problems. He was after-all well within weight and age range for such an episode to occur. The thought passed as the sensation he was feeling grew and morphed into the most pleasurable feeling he’d ever had. He suddenly remembered every downright nasty thought he’d ever had in his life, every corrupt idea he’d ever had when watching some young teen girl walk past on a public sidewalk. Those thoughts flew by so fast they became a blur in his mind. He saw himself living out every nasty fantasy he’d had without any second thought. Every one of these wrong thoughts suddenly became very right to Don.
Opening his eyes, Don looked around with a carefree grin that filled his chubby face. “Wow.” He muttered.
“How do you like them sir?” The man asked.
“These are totally cool, I have never felt so comfortable. I have got to purchase these.” Don said, his voice drawn out and relaxed. Even his posture seated as he was, seemed very relaxed. The man realized the rest of this sale would be a piece of cake.
“Well sir, I’m glad you like them but you should really walk around, get a feel for them. Feel free to see if there’s anything else you might want while you’re here today.”
Don simply nodded as he quickly got to his feet. As he took a few steps he noticed how energetic he was. He was not a fan of exercise but these shoes made him feel like he could run a mile. With each step, the nasty thoughts and ideas twisted and formed in his mind until eventually he had only them to focus on. Then he turned and saw Megan.
“Now there’s something I want.” Don said, more to himself than anyone else.
Megan had her back to Don currently, bending at the waist as she checked some bright pink shoelaces on the accessory rack. He let his eyes wander over her every curve, her toned smooth pale legs up to her hips beneath her tiny skirt, her amazing tits that he could just make out from her sides, and her long auburn hair tied in pigtails. He could just imagine holding onto those pigtails as he had his way with this girl. The very idea was enough to stir something in his pants.
“Hey babe.” Don said as he slipped in behind Megan, pressing his bulk up against her ass.
“oohh, Hi there sugar daddy. So are you gonna finally fuck me now?” The girl asked pressing back into Don.
Don smiled. “You better believe it. I’m gonna screw you senseless and when I can’t screw anymore maybe I’ll get some medication to help me stay up so we can continue all night.” Saying this Don ran his hands up and down Megan’s hips, letting his fingers reach around and cup her tits, squeezing the nipples that poked through her shirt. He slipped a finger beneath her skirt and rubbed her damp cunt as he felt absolutely no shame at his actions. The slut was his and he intended to get use out of her.
“Oh, Oh wow.” Megan cried out as Don rubbed her harder, tightening his grip on her left tit.
Reluctantly Don removed his hands and began unsnapping his pants. He had to have a piece of this girl now. As soon as his hard cock had fallen into the open, the chubby man let his hands return to Megan, first reaching beneath her skirt and pulling her panties down, then slipping up to her huge teenage tits and pushing her shirt up so they fell into sight.
Megan cried out as Don spun her around and pulled her tight to his body, her tits flattening as much as they could against his bulk. “Oh, yes, come on sugar daddy, I know you’re just dying to slip that meat inside me.”
“You better believe it.” Don grunted as he lifted the small girl up and slammed her down on him, his cock finding just where it needed to be. He stood there with all the new-found energy and pulled her almost completely off his dick before instantly slamming her back down.
“Oh, OHH, Oh yes, Oh fuck me, fuck me as hard as you can.” Megan screamed, her voice echoing in the small shop. She was so happy as her body was fucked in the air , her feet wrapping around the large neighbor who was now staring at her with the eyes of some horny predator. Her tits still exposed beneath her shirt bounced and slapped up to her chin with each brutal thrust onto that amazing cock. It felt like it was stabbing through her guts into her throat.
“Ungh, yes take it you little slutty girl. I’m gonna fuck your insides up. You’re mine bitch.” Don growled, his aggression taking control as he held her tight around the waist. He began walking around the store, lifting her and letting her fall on his cock, sending as much into her as he could. He watched her tits jump with their movement and plotted all the nasty things he was going to do to this girl. He saw himself spraying his load all over those teenage melons, filling every hole in her body with cum, fucking her until she couldn’t walk and then fucking her unconscious.
“Oh, Oh please, oh, fuck.” Megan gasped, her breathing heavy and her pigtails flying all over as she shook her head in pure pleasure.
The man watched, very pleased, as Don walked by the register, fucking Megan onto his cock again and again, her young body enjoying the brutality of the actions.
“Here, this should cover the shoes.” Don grunted, holding Megan tightly with one arm while tossing all the cash he had on him to the man at the register.
“Thanks very much sir, I’m glad you found what you needed.” The man said grinning.
“I’m still finding it.” Don said, shoving his mouth at Megan and kissing her deeply, his hands pulling her hips up and down on his cock. He was getting close now and couldn’t wait to fill this girl up with sperm.
“Oh unmm, oh yes.” Megan cried out her slobbering kiss giving way to animalistic grunts.
“Take it all you slutty girl.” Don said, sending the girls hips down tightly into his gut, his dick stabbing deep into her pussy and twitching as it erupted. He felt endless ropes of cum shoot into the young neighbor girl he’d fantasized about for some time. He couldn’t imagine what kept him from just going next door and taking her two years ago when he first moved in.
“Oh yessss..., fill me up sugar daddy, fill me with your love juices.” Megan cried out, intentionally making her voice sound like a little girl. She gave him a pouty expression, one of her pigtails hanging in her face.
The man watched impressed with the stamina of the large gentleman still holding Megan on his cock, cum now oozing down her legs and dripping to the floor. Clearly the poor gentleman had needed this for some time. He was just so glad to help.
“Oh, Ohh, wow.” Megan cried out feeling Don’s cock already rising again inside her. A part of her found it unbelievable that he could recover so quickly but she really didn’t care, he could fuck her all day. It was fine with her.
“That’s right slut, I’m going to keep fucking until neither of us can walk.” Don said, his eyes wide with lust. He now had his hands resting beneath the girls ass and was ramming her on his rapidly growing cock. He had much more to give this girl. Her tits slapped into his chest deliciously, her nipples harder than ever and her thin tight stomach rubbed his belly with each bounce.
“Oh, OH yes, Oh fill me more.” Megan cried out, her voice getting hoarse.
Don smiled, carrying Megan towards the door out of the shop. “Oh don’t worry babe. I’m going to fill you with so much sperm it flows from your mouth and ears. Your tight little belly is going to be history when I’m done. If it’s possible, that’s my goal. You just enjoy the ride.”
With that Don left the store, still fucking the teenager on his huge cock. He kept one eye out for anyone in the area but this part of the mall was empty. He’d have to make sure nobody else wanted his slut. She was all his and he intended to fuck her everywhere he wanted, the bathrooms at the food court, his van in the parking lot, his front porch, his kitchen, hell even her own little bedroom while her parents sat downstairs watching TV. He’d have her flowing with sperm before the day was up.
The man happily added the money from this sale to his register. He had plenty of happy customers today but return customers were always a special treat. He felt sure those two would have a happy life and perhaps with a little bit of luck and the right shoes, Don really would stuff Megan with sperm until it filled her body. Anything was possible with the right footwear.
Checking the time he sighed. Any moment now his anti-theft devices would activate and his missing shoes would take care of themselves. He had some phone calls to make.