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Tar Tar To Shoes

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Tar Tar To Shoes

Emily was proud of her status as the best party animal in town. However, it did mean usually having to walk great distances back to her apartment in the centre of the city. Emily was so glad she was wearing loose fitting converse on her slender size three feet instead of her customary high heels because this hill seemed to be lasting forever. The young Goth made it to the top of the slope and noticed the stretch of road she normally took as a shortcut was sealed off by traffic cones. A quick investigation showed no good reason why the road should be closed so Emily allowed her rebellious nature to take over and attempted the cross the cordoned area.

The first thing Emily noticed a few paces along the road, was how hard it was becoming to lift her converse off the road surface to take another step. She looked down and saw black tendrils of wet tar gripping at the white soles of her shoes and dragging her feet back to the ground.  

'You have got to be kidding me!' she moaned.

Emily pushed strands of her purple and black hair out of her eyes and gripped her ankle and tried to yank her foot free of the sticky road. The tar wouldn't yield and her sneaker clad foot slammed back down into the goo and sunk slightly deeper, enveloping the dangling laces of her untied shoe.

Shit, shit, shit!'

She tried pulling at her other stuck foot but her only reward was speckles of tar flying up and staining her brand new Korn hooded top. Emily groaned and tried to take another step in her stranded converse only to find her socked feet all to willing to slip out of her loose fitting footwear.  Giving up on her favourite pair of shoes, Emily reluctantly placed her left socked foot on the ground in front of her stuck sneaker. She felt her cotton clad sole sink slightly into the squidgy tar and shuddered as she wriggled her other slender foot free of her shoe and took another step.  

Her other sock sank into the tar and Emily found herself stuck once more as she tried to move forward.  She pulled at her left foot and felt her long toes slide from their comfortable home at the end of her rainbow striped sock and begin to slip past the now vacant heel of the stranded stocking.  The elasticised rim of the sock paused slightly on the tips of her black painted toe nails before fluttering down onto the bed of black goo.  Emily was now stood on one leg, with her socked foot ankle deep in tar and her barefoot hovering precariously over the sticky mess; its pearlescent white skin seeming even more innocent and beautiful for not making contact with the adhesive.  

However, Emily could feel her leg begin to give way beneath her and tentatively lowered her gorgeously pink bare sole onto the tar.  The black goo squelched in between her sexy long toes and gripped at her succulently pale arch as Emily slowly worked her other foot free of its sock. The rainbow stocking shot off her slender pale toes and the Goth placed her other barefoot into the black mass. Walking through a road of wet tar barefoot soon proved to be hard work and Emily shuffled to a stop after yanking her right foot free of the road for the hundredth time.  She slipped off her hooded top and tied around the waistband of her jeans before wading further.  The tendrils of tar pulled mercilessly at her well shaped bare heels and the gravel mixed into the goo stabbed sharply into her sensitive long toes as she shuffled along.

Eventually, Emily's tar stained soles hit the solid concrete of the side walk and she sighed loudly in relief.  She looked back at where she just come and actually smiled at the abandoned footwear in the distance and the deep bare foot prints that now peppered the freshly laid tar.  Emily began to walk back towards her apartment, with her tar slicked soles sticking slightly to the sidewalk and leaving slender nymph like naked foot prints on the grey surface.  She was used to walking the streets barefoot, she did nothing else during the summer months but the cool autumn breeze rattled along her pale bare toes and made the Goth quicken her pace.

Emily reached her apartment and grabbed a used paper from the dumpster outside and laid sheets of it down to step on as she made her way to her small bathroom. After nearly an hour of religious scrubbing, Emily's glistening pink soles were once again revealed and she was able to step barefoot onto the absolute comfort of her apartments deep white carpeting.  The fibres tickled at her sensitive bare feet as she walked over to her kitchen to make a well deserved cup of coffee.

The End.
A Short story I did about a young goth girl losing her sneakers and socks in tar and walking around barefoot

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A.F.P.
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ChipmunkRaccoonOz's avatar
shouldn't you have added this story to your "Fictional Stories" page already?