before i start, i just want y'all to know that all the dialogue in the story were spoken in filipino (my native language). i translated all of it into english in order for most of you to understand it's contents. by the way, i would like to give a brief overview about my slight obsession for girls' feet. i have had a foot fetish probably since i was 11. i never realized that it was fetish until i was 18. no one really knows about my fetish since i don't tell anyone about it, since i don't wanna be called a freak, psycho by anyone who is not a foot fetishist. i'm not really the one that's fond of licking soles or sucking on toes, but instead i prefer light tickling (not tickle torture), rubbing and massaging feet (i give really great massages, by the way). in other words, i am quite sensual when it comes to "playing" with feet. what i will share with you is one of my better feet tickling experiences to date (i will post more stories in the next few days). so i do hope you enjoy my first post...
i am from the philippines. i graduated just last march with a degree in nursing, which makes me very comfortable in hospital settings. during my days as a student nurse, i spend about 3 days a week in the hospital may it be in the operating room, delivery room, emergency room or private and semi-private ward rooms. the following story happened 3 years ago, during our duty in the medical ward when i was still a 3rd year student.
it was 10:30 in the evening on a monday. me and my then-groupmates will be having our duty on the graveyard shift which would last from 11 until 7. when it comes to ward duty, this actually is the most boring shift since there's not much work to be done (but we are not allowed to sleep even for a few minutes which obviously sucks!) and practically all the patients and watchers were asleep.
well, not everyone were sleeping.
during our rounds, i caught a glimpse of a cute and petite girl along the corridors. she stands about 5'1 and was wearing medium heeled sandals. i assumed that she was one of the watchers since she wasn't wearing a patient identification wristlet. when our group passed by her, she looked at me and smiled. all i said to myself was "man, i hope she's my patient's watcher".
after a while, it was my turn to meet the patient assigned to me. the room where i was assigned to is a 6 bed room which were all occupied. each bed has a curtain to help provide privacy to each patient and watcher. my patient's bed was on the right side, nearest to the door.
anyway, details about my patient are not really important. it was the bed next to my patient's that is the main focus of this story. i mean, i'm not really saying that the bed is important, nor the patient.
it's because when i turned my head to that particular bed, i saw the girl that smiled at me during our rounds. although i was kinda' hoping that she would be my patient's watcher, i was still happy that she was very near to my "working area" which makes it easier for me to talk to her.
the first 4 hours of the shift were uneventful. i took my patient's vital signs, administered his medications, suctioned his secretions (using a suction machine, of course!), and stretched his bed linens. while i was resting on one of the benches in the room, i saw that the curtain of bed next to my patient was slightly open. i was about to close the curtain when i saw the girl (let's just call her brenda, although i really forgot to ask for her name but whatever!) lying in there with her tiny feet sticking out of her mini blanket while i assumed that she was sleeping. this was definitely a golden opportunity i can't afford to pass up. so without thinking twice, i gently tickled the middle of her sole with my index figer. after doing so, i immediately closed the curtain and went away from her bed so she will not catch me in the act.
by the way, i must tell you that all the tickling and playing with brenda's feet that i am about to do is against the rules of the hospital and my school. that means that if ever i was caught by my clinical instructor or hospital staff or even if my patient and/or watcher complains about what i did, then i would receive a heavy punishment which would range from writing an incident report or worse, being kicked out from the schoo. fortunately, all the bad things i mentioned did not happen to me.
anyway, i noticed brenda sitting up in the bed (i left the curtain slightly open to see the activity of her feet). then i saw her peeping out the curtain and looking at me. i pretended not to notice her since i think that she knows that i tickled her feet. i was also afraid that she would get mad at me for tickling her. but instead, she just smiled as if she was amazed at what i did or just thought that i was a weirdo. i'm still glad, though, that she wasn' mad.
after a while, brenda got out of bed to buy medicine for her brother (the patient in her bed) in the pharmacy downstairs. i was even shocked that she asked me to her brother's temporary watcher while she was gone. i obliged.
when brenda came back from the pharmacy, she thanked me for watching her brother. i used the opportunity of talking to her by asking how old she was. she said "i'm 24 and my brother's 20". i then said "it's nice meeting you" then proceeded to the nurses' station to do some plotting on my patient's chart and at the same time take the vital signs for 4 am.
at that point, i was really very sleepy. all i wanted to do was lie down flat on a bed and sleep until the afternoon. but one thing that kept me awake was the fact that brenda was again lying on the bed and her cute little feet within my reach if i stayed at the foot of her bed.
at first i was really reluctant to tickle those soles fearing that she would get mad at me this time for tickling her. i really thought that she didn't mind it during the previous time but would get angry if i did it again. but the "devil" inside me insisted that i tickle her again.
and so i did. i slowly run my finger from the ball of her foot to her heel. with that her, feet moved slightly but stayed at that position. i was still so worried that my CI would catch me or brenda will get become annoyed of the tickling but i thought to myself that this may be the only chance i get to tickle a pretty girl in the hospital without (hopefully) her getting mad. so i continued to tickle her. i lightly tickled the middle of her feet, which caused her feet to spasm and wiggle. i also gave her feet brief massages, as if saying "sorry for tickling you". but then i realized that even though she was lying in the bed, she's really asleep. everytime i look at her face after every tickle, she was smiling a little even though her eyes were closed. and after every foot tickle, she would open her eyes and looked at me while smiling. that's when i thought that she totally didn't mind all the tickling, which was really funny because the one tickling her is a total stranger! so i just continued with my business, lightly tickling and occassionaly massaging her silky smooth feet while she was "sleeping".
but one of her feet's frequent reactions to the tickling was scratching the tickled sole using her other foot or at times her fingers. that actually is my all-time favorite ticklish reaction by a girl when tickled on her feet! although she didn't get mad at me for tickling her, she would often remind me the "it tickles!". and she never seemed to put her feet away from me.
but at one point, she finally said "stop tickling my feet". i was a bit bummed about what she said but she then added "just massage them, don't tickle them". i then said "fine, i'll just massage them if you want". but i was really surprised to see her reaction when i agreed massaging her feet.
she looked really happy, as if someone gave her an advanced or belated birthday gift. she then positioned herself with "the pose" and put her feet at the edge of the bed for me to get easy access at those cute feetsies.
as i promised, i massaged both feet one at a time. the whole time she kept saying "it feels really good" and she also mentioned that i should become a physical therapist since i massage really well. i then lightly rubbed her feet rubbing in between her toes, at the balls, the arches. she exclaimed that "it tickled a bit but it still felt really good". i then proceeded to open a topic about her feet while continuing to massage them.
me: what size are your feet?
her: size 5. they're really small.
me: yeah, i noticed. do you often get pedicures?
her: not really. actually, i rarely have them pedicured.
me: really? they feel really soft for someone who doesn't get regular pedicures.
her: thank you. anyway, why do you keep tickling my feet? (smiling)
me: (thinking of a lame excuse) nah, i was just bored. sorry if i made you uncomfortable.
her: that's ok. i don't mind at all. in fact, i never had anyone pay any attention to my feet like this at all.
me: that's unbelievable.
her: (smiles)
me: so obviously you're feet are ticklish?
her: yes they are.
at that point while massaging her feet, i snuck a few light tickles to hte
middle of her left foot.
her: hey! that tickles (slightly giggling)
me: oh sorry. how does this feel? (i lightly tickled her right foot)
her: that really tickles! you said you were only gonna massage them! you're evil!
me: sorry about that.
her: don't worry. i like it.
finally! i found out why she didn't mind me tickling her feet. she really liked it. i don't really know if she LOVED it but she liked it. that's good enough for me.
so without thinking twice, i again lightly tickled her left foot.
her: heeeheeeheee! that realy tickles! (scratching her left foot with her right)
me: (ticking her left foot again) how does my tickling feel?
her: it tickles and feeks itchy at the same time. the ticklish sensation is always left at my feet everytime they are tickled so i scratch it away everytime.
me: so from a scale of 1-10, how ticklish would you say your feet are?
her: hmmm. it's maybe an 8.
me: (touching her right sole with my entire right hand) does it tickle even though i only touch your feet and not ticke them?
her: a little bit. it gives me the chills. hehe
i continued to rub her feet, while she repeatedly exclaimed that it tickles a little. but the next thing i know, it was already 7 in the morning. the shift was over and it was time to go home. so i said goodbye to my patient, the other patients and of course, to brenda. before i left, i gave her feet a last tickle which again caused her to scratch them.
if you're wondering why i didn't ask for her number, it was because all student nurses are not allowed to give or ask for contact numbers from patients. but i really regret asking what her real name is.
but of course, i was very lucky that day not only because i got to have almost an entire shift of playing with brenda's pretty feet but also because i never got caught doing so and she like what i was doing even though it was tickling the crap out of her. unfortunately, that was also the first and last time i saw her. :-(
that's all for now. feel free to comment and share similar experiences.
i am from the philippines. i graduated just last march with a degree in nursing, which makes me very comfortable in hospital settings. during my days as a student nurse, i spend about 3 days a week in the hospital may it be in the operating room, delivery room, emergency room or private and semi-private ward rooms. the following story happened 3 years ago, during our duty in the medical ward when i was still a 3rd year student.
it was 10:30 in the evening on a monday. me and my then-groupmates will be having our duty on the graveyard shift which would last from 11 until 7. when it comes to ward duty, this actually is the most boring shift since there's not much work to be done (but we are not allowed to sleep even for a few minutes which obviously sucks!) and practically all the patients and watchers were asleep.
well, not everyone were sleeping.
during our rounds, i caught a glimpse of a cute and petite girl along the corridors. she stands about 5'1 and was wearing medium heeled sandals. i assumed that she was one of the watchers since she wasn't wearing a patient identification wristlet. when our group passed by her, she looked at me and smiled. all i said to myself was "man, i hope she's my patient's watcher".
after a while, it was my turn to meet the patient assigned to me. the room where i was assigned to is a 6 bed room which were all occupied. each bed has a curtain to help provide privacy to each patient and watcher. my patient's bed was on the right side, nearest to the door.
anyway, details about my patient are not really important. it was the bed next to my patient's that is the main focus of this story. i mean, i'm not really saying that the bed is important, nor the patient.
it's because when i turned my head to that particular bed, i saw the girl that smiled at me during our rounds. although i was kinda' hoping that she would be my patient's watcher, i was still happy that she was very near to my "working area" which makes it easier for me to talk to her.
the first 4 hours of the shift were uneventful. i took my patient's vital signs, administered his medications, suctioned his secretions (using a suction machine, of course!), and stretched his bed linens. while i was resting on one of the benches in the room, i saw that the curtain of bed next to my patient was slightly open. i was about to close the curtain when i saw the girl (let's just call her brenda, although i really forgot to ask for her name but whatever!) lying in there with her tiny feet sticking out of her mini blanket while i assumed that she was sleeping. this was definitely a golden opportunity i can't afford to pass up. so without thinking twice, i gently tickled the middle of her sole with my index figer. after doing so, i immediately closed the curtain and went away from her bed so she will not catch me in the act.
by the way, i must tell you that all the tickling and playing with brenda's feet that i am about to do is against the rules of the hospital and my school. that means that if ever i was caught by my clinical instructor or hospital staff or even if my patient and/or watcher complains about what i did, then i would receive a heavy punishment which would range from writing an incident report or worse, being kicked out from the schoo. fortunately, all the bad things i mentioned did not happen to me.
anyway, i noticed brenda sitting up in the bed (i left the curtain slightly open to see the activity of her feet). then i saw her peeping out the curtain and looking at me. i pretended not to notice her since i think that she knows that i tickled her feet. i was also afraid that she would get mad at me for tickling her. but instead, she just smiled as if she was amazed at what i did or just thought that i was a weirdo. i'm still glad, though, that she wasn' mad.
after a while, brenda got out of bed to buy medicine for her brother (the patient in her bed) in the pharmacy downstairs. i was even shocked that she asked me to her brother's temporary watcher while she was gone. i obliged.
when brenda came back from the pharmacy, she thanked me for watching her brother. i used the opportunity of talking to her by asking how old she was. she said "i'm 24 and my brother's 20". i then said "it's nice meeting you" then proceeded to the nurses' station to do some plotting on my patient's chart and at the same time take the vital signs for 4 am.
at that point, i was really very sleepy. all i wanted to do was lie down flat on a bed and sleep until the afternoon. but one thing that kept me awake was the fact that brenda was again lying on the bed and her cute little feet within my reach if i stayed at the foot of her bed.
at first i was really reluctant to tickle those soles fearing that she would get mad at me this time for tickling her. i really thought that she didn't mind it during the previous time but would get angry if i did it again. but the "devil" inside me insisted that i tickle her again.
and so i did. i slowly run my finger from the ball of her foot to her heel. with that her, feet moved slightly but stayed at that position. i was still so worried that my CI would catch me or brenda will get become annoyed of the tickling but i thought to myself that this may be the only chance i get to tickle a pretty girl in the hospital without (hopefully) her getting mad. so i continued to tickle her. i lightly tickled the middle of her feet, which caused her feet to spasm and wiggle. i also gave her feet brief massages, as if saying "sorry for tickling you". but then i realized that even though she was lying in the bed, she's really asleep. everytime i look at her face after every tickle, she was smiling a little even though her eyes were closed. and after every foot tickle, she would open her eyes and looked at me while smiling. that's when i thought that she totally didn't mind all the tickling, which was really funny because the one tickling her is a total stranger! so i just continued with my business, lightly tickling and occassionaly massaging her silky smooth feet while she was "sleeping".
but one of her feet's frequent reactions to the tickling was scratching the tickled sole using her other foot or at times her fingers. that actually is my all-time favorite ticklish reaction by a girl when tickled on her feet! although she didn't get mad at me for tickling her, she would often remind me the "it tickles!". and she never seemed to put her feet away from me.
but at one point, she finally said "stop tickling my feet". i was a bit bummed about what she said but she then added "just massage them, don't tickle them". i then said "fine, i'll just massage them if you want". but i was really surprised to see her reaction when i agreed massaging her feet.
she looked really happy, as if someone gave her an advanced or belated birthday gift. she then positioned herself with "the pose" and put her feet at the edge of the bed for me to get easy access at those cute feetsies.
as i promised, i massaged both feet one at a time. the whole time she kept saying "it feels really good" and she also mentioned that i should become a physical therapist since i massage really well. i then lightly rubbed her feet rubbing in between her toes, at the balls, the arches. she exclaimed that "it tickled a bit but it still felt really good". i then proceeded to open a topic about her feet while continuing to massage them.
me: what size are your feet?
her: size 5. they're really small.
me: yeah, i noticed. do you often get pedicures?
her: not really. actually, i rarely have them pedicured.
me: really? they feel really soft for someone who doesn't get regular pedicures.
her: thank you. anyway, why do you keep tickling my feet? (smiling)
me: (thinking of a lame excuse) nah, i was just bored. sorry if i made you uncomfortable.
her: that's ok. i don't mind at all. in fact, i never had anyone pay any attention to my feet like this at all.
me: that's unbelievable.
her: (smiles)
me: so obviously you're feet are ticklish?
her: yes they are.
at that point while massaging her feet, i snuck a few light tickles to hte
middle of her left foot.
her: hey! that tickles (slightly giggling)
me: oh sorry. how does this feel? (i lightly tickled her right foot)
her: that really tickles! you said you were only gonna massage them! you're evil!
me: sorry about that.
her: don't worry. i like it.
finally! i found out why she didn't mind me tickling her feet. she really liked it. i don't really know if she LOVED it but she liked it. that's good enough for me.
so without thinking twice, i again lightly tickled her left foot.
her: heeeheeeheee! that realy tickles! (scratching her left foot with her right)
me: (ticking her left foot again) how does my tickling feel?
her: it tickles and feeks itchy at the same time. the ticklish sensation is always left at my feet everytime they are tickled so i scratch it away everytime.
me: so from a scale of 1-10, how ticklish would you say your feet are?
her: hmmm. it's maybe an 8.
me: (touching her right sole with my entire right hand) does it tickle even though i only touch your feet and not ticke them?
her: a little bit. it gives me the chills. hehe
i continued to rub her feet, while she repeatedly exclaimed that it tickles a little. but the next thing i know, it was already 7 in the morning. the shift was over and it was time to go home. so i said goodbye to my patient, the other patients and of course, to brenda. before i left, i gave her feet a last tickle which again caused her to scratch them.
if you're wondering why i didn't ask for her number, it was because all student nurses are not allowed to give or ask for contact numbers from patients. but i really regret asking what her real name is.
but of course, i was very lucky that day not only because i got to have almost an entire shift of playing with brenda's pretty feet but also because i never got caught doing so and she like what i was doing even though it was tickling the crap out of her. unfortunately, that was also the first and last time i saw her. :-(
that's all for now. feel free to comment and share similar experiences.
