The Denied Soles
“you…little…shits…” he glared at the footwear, shaking his head at the white-soled, green-sided shoes that almost seemed to wiggle in teasing disdain of him.
[COMMISSION FOR Xipher] Exhibition
One could swear they saw raw heat escaping from the black and yellow footwear before suddenly being hit with the strong scent of sweat and musk; the assault to the sense of smell being proof of his workout and the hot day.
Red Moon: Wolves of Stalingrad Pt. 1
Supply convoys were being harassed by the russian air force and there was a shortage on footwear that left some with rags for shoes. he closed his eyes, but listened in on the friendly banter. "wolves?" the short man snorted. "you're afraid of wolves?
Beach Blow
The asphalt was hot underfoot and he had not bothered with any footwear. he was headed to the beach, so he didn’t need it really. adjusting his grip on the cooler with his drinks and the bag carrying his towel and a pillow, he headed onward.
Soft Whispers
They were smooth and warm, but still surprisingly soft from the lack of footwear. the thick claws on each toe were intimidating to handle, and i didn't need a reminder to know what they could do.
Roomate Romp
The footwear was much larger than what a human would wear which is to be understood since most anthro's had large footpaws compared to the bare feet of their furless neighbors. despite this, he wore the shoes comfortably while he walked down the street.
Hank's Smelly Socks
Big sweaty plantigrade paws burst through the footwear dripping slimy sweat and gunk as green miasma rose from them. they were at least size 15 and still growing.
Mutation
As they lumbered towards her, toes curling where they had long forgone their footwear, they moaned, legs quaking, desire overcoming them.
The Tail-Chaser's Lounge Part 1
The floor had not been neglected either as it was carpeted in a dark, thick pile so soft yet durable that one would be tempted to remove any footwear as soon as they entered in order to walk barefoot upon such fine material, and the noise levels were
Coin Collecting
Prying off the boot, he held it up for a moment, before letting the crimson footwear drop to the floor. he stopped and stared- eyes wide, mouth slack. in front of him, were the most glorious pair of bare tootsies he'd ever laid eyes on.
Feyrahl, SF Ch 1.2
Mac made his way down the corridor, astounded at just how fine a fit the footwear was; the clothing was loose enough that it would have been hard to get wrong, but he'd worn 'flip flops' before that were too large and too small and neither worked well.
Paying Off The Tab
He snorted and whinnied as the footwear pressed into him with little regard for comfort. "you nasty little thief, this is what you deserve y'know. and look at that, getting hard in a puddle of your own piss? pathetic."