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Earliest work Collection

By: Shalmendo

© 1997-1999

This is a collection of my very early writings from my first entrance into the fandom, and most of it was very experimental. I'm collecting it here for historical reference, for people to see what my earliest work was like. I was roughly about 13 or so when I wrote these, so my writing talent hadn't really developed much at all by this point, but you can still see the seed of it in action. I am purposefully keeping the grammar and spelling errors intact for the sake of historical accuracy instead of cleaning them up, so you can see them in their original forms.

I hope you enjoy this peek into the past, and I hope some of you who enjoyed them in the past can enjoy them again. And yes, I am -the- Shalmendo (like Tiggers, there's only one!) who wrote these stories, so of course I have full copyright over them.

These stories contain mostly foot fetish with a couple of different characters, mostly humans being used by them, and macro in two of them.

I want to thank ChaosComm for pointing me out to the old BigClawz page (Which was amazingly still accessible when I went to gather them) where these old stories had been archived. I had long since lost the original copies I had, and didn't think I'd ever see these again. I'm grateful that I can preserve the VERY FIRST erotic writing I ever did in the fandom, or in general, for that matter.

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The first pair is A Lizard!, and A Lizard! 2. These were written for Tyrannotoes (I think) who I was very good friends with at the time, and features a godzilla like scenario. First from the perspective of a helpless human that gets caught underfoot and surprisingly enjoys it, but then also from the perspective of the titanic reptile as well. I feel kind of embarrassed about the titles but I couldn't think of anything better at the time.

• A Lizard!

The building started shaking. I nervously looked around to see that everything in the room was moving around. I got up from my desk and went over to the window as the Hawiian lamp fell over in a shower of sparks. I turned quickly as the sparks exploded. Then I saw a huge shadow cross my wall. I turned around to see nothing. A few moment later I saw this gigantic tail go across my window. I stared in awe at its reptilian size. I pushed my face flat against the window and saw some huge gigantic lizard stomping its way down the street. I rushed down the stairs of the building to the ground level and ran out the doors. I saw total destruction. Cars were flattened like pancakes. And the street was cracked and had huge footprints in it. I saw people, smashed under the weight of the titanic feet in the prints. I gasped at the horror. Then, I looked left and saw it.

The huge lizard crushing its way down the street as if it was out for a Sunday walk. I ran to my van (which luckily had been missed) and started it. I wasnt about to miss a good news story so I popped my camera into the seat next to me and sped off after it. I saw its huge feet smashing down on terrified people. I heard the screams as they ran. I heard the squishing of the people's bodies as the big feet squished them into oblivion. I saw the blood left behind in the prints. I sped as quickly as the van would go to catch up with it. As I got closer I could see in more detail the soles of it's feet. They had stains of blood on them, but it didnt seem to care. I could see the cracks and lines in the pads of the toes, also covered with blood. And I could see bits of clothing, even an arm, glued to the large black soles. The van was bouncing around as the large creature went on its stompy way. Then suddenly, it stopped....and turned around! and it started smashing its way twoards me! I turned the van as quickly as I could and pushed it as fast as it would go. I looked in the rear view mirror and saw the huge feet smashing down behind me. I was in terror for my life and I had the idea that I could run faster then the van. So I jumped out and let the van crash into a wall. I left the camera, who cared about cameras when your life is in danger. I looked behind me and saw the thing stomping its way towards me and I ran. I never ran faster in my life. I could feel the vibrations as its feet stomped down on the pavement. And it kept getting closer, and closer, and closer.

I ran until my lungs burned, and my feet felt like rubber, then I tripped and landed, rolled, and stopped on the pavement. The lizard had caught up to me, I didnt care. I was too tired to care. And then I saw one huge foot come over me and being to descend. It seemed in slow motion. I could see every detail as the foot slowly came closer, and closer. The closer it got the more detail I could see. And then, I felt the coarse cold sole touching my body, and being pressing down on me. I could smell it's foot odor and the blood of the people that had been killed before. Time slowed even more. The foot came down slowly, painfully slowly, as I felt the cold pressure of its sole on me. Then I realized I had had a hard-on all through the event, beginning when I saw it from the window. As the foot began to press me into the pavement, I cummed like i've never cummed before. It became a small stream and then...my bones began to crunch, my skull began to creak. And I knew then, I was gone...and the foot pressed me into the oblivion that only the pavement knew of. And I was dead.

This sequel features the titanic reptiles point of view in the same scene, with heavily interpreted perspective (how the lizard viewed things, not just how they were visibly seen), and includes a little bit of arrogance and such.

• A Lizard!! 2

The lizard walked down the black strip in-between the shiny mounds. At it's feet it saw little tiny boxes on wheels and lots of little bugs. It stepped on them carelessly, ignorant of the tiny bodies squished under its great feet. It left footprints in the ground, all the better, so it would know where it had been. Suddenly, it heard the tiny sound of one of the minuet boxes. It paused and turned and saw one of them coming towards it. It eyed it and thought to itself 'what good prey this would make'. It started after the small box. The box swerved around and began running away, much faster then it expected. It slowly began catching up. Suddenly it saw something emerge from the side and saw it crash into one of the shiny mounds. It looked down and saw one of the tiny bugs, it was the one that emerged from the minute box. It had a sudden thought and started chasing it. The tiny bug tried to run away but it caught up quickly as it fell and stopped moving. It put its foot out and brought it down on the tiny thing. It gently put its foot ontop of the little body and pushed down softly. 'feel my powerfull foot' it thought. Then it began pushing harder. 'feel yourself be crushed into oblivion under my powerfull sole'. 'smell the death of your fellows and the odur of my feet'. It then finally crushed the tiny thing and continued on its way.

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My next work features a character called Crocodyne that I didn't know anything about. I had met an Italian gentleman who didn't speak english very well, (I think his name was Giran something or other) and I obligingly wrote this story for him, but had to rework it a few times because had had difficulty understanding many of the words. I don't blame him for it, as English was a very secondary language for him, so it's understandable. It was his most powerful desire to have a story written about this character, so I tried my best to fulfill it. I think I can do much better now.

• Crocodyne's Squire

Crocodyne delivered the final blow, his enemy was dead. And Crocodyne was tired. Crocodyne sat down while his human squire made camp. The squire, whos name we do not know and probably never will, lit the fire he had made and sat back. Crocodyne looked at his squire for a moment. He was tired while his squire was still energetic. Crocodyne closed his eyes for a moment then realized his feet were tired and hurt a little. A small smile crept over his lips as he wiggled his toes a little.

Crocodyne looked over at his squire "Squire, massage my feet for me" he said. The squire, used to doing this, went over to Crocodyne's feet and removed the armor on his legs so he could reach the entire soles of both feet. The squire began to work over the soles of the left foot, massaging it expertly while crocodyne grunted with pleasure. The squire massaged each toe, making sure that they were well massaged, spending quite a bit of time on each one. Then he moved to the other foot, the sole felt leathery, and a little scaly.

The squire's fingers rubbed up and down the surface. Crocodyne wiggled his toes a little as he enjoyed the sensation. The squire moved to the toes on this foot, making sure they each got a massage. Crocodyne pushed on the squires face with his foot. "Lick!" he said. The squire complied, licking the rough sole. He licked up and down, then started licking inbetween the rough toes, in and out, and up and down. It tasted great to the squire, although Crocodyne didnt know that. The squire licked the heel, the sole, everything. Then moved to the other foot and did the same. Crocodyne wiggled his toes as the squire licked them, this felt good. The squire finished and Crocodyne felt much better. Crocodyne then fell asleep. The squire started licking his feet again. And the night passed in this way.

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This next story is probably the most popular and well known of all my original four. I can't recall the circumstances that led me to writing it, but I think I wrote it mostly for myself. I've actually had people come up to me on mucks and other places and ask me if I'm the same Shalmendo that wrote it, and then proceed to tell me how inspiring it was and how much they still love it today. I'm very flattered by this, as I don't see it as particularly amazing or wonderful, but I'm glad people enjoy it, and it's always nice to have someone tell me how much it has inspired their lives.

This is a story about human named John who attends to a standard room service call in the hotel he works for, and is very surprised at who (and what) the guest is. There's also a surprising little twist at the end.

-Room Service

John picked up the ringing phone and stated "room service, how may I help you?" A gruff voice on the other side said "I'd like to order a tunafish sandwhich and thats all." John replied "Of course, sir." John gave the order to the cook who cooked up it quickly and gave it to John. He put it on a silver platter and covered it with a silver cover. He then exited the room-service-station and went to the elevator and took it to the 12th floor. He then exited the elevator and went to room 112. He knocked on the door and said "Room Service!" Somone on the other side unlocked the door and opened it.

As it opened he saw a huge gold dragon standing in the doorway. It's head reached the top of the doorframe and it looked...well...human...but it looked like a dragon too. The front paws looked like hands, and the feet looked like a dragons foot but kind of like a human foot too. he just stared in amazement. The dragon / human / whatever looked down at me and said "Is that my sandwhich?" John sort of 'woke up' and said "Yes, uh sir" The dragon smiled, showing its canivorous teeth, and said "Come inside please" John thought to himself 'no way i'm getting paid enough...'

John just walked inside as the dragon closed and locked the door. "Sir, I left the sandwhich outside." The dragon smiled again "I didnt want the sandwhich, i wanted you". John suddenly became frightened "W-w-what for sir?" The dragon smiled and lay down on the bed. It pointed to a chair at the foot of the bed where its feet were and said "Sit." John hesitated and sat down. "Now," said the dragon, as it puts it feet up on the bed "Massage!" John stared at the thick soles infront of him "What?" The dragon looked up at John between his legs "I said Massage. Do it." John hesitated. "DO IT!" The dragon thundered at him.

John immediately started to massage the thick soles. They were rough and crusty and they had an odor of feet. The dragon Just sat back and let John massage his thick soles. The dragon made soft sighing and groaning sounds of pleasure as John did this. John ran his hands over the cracks and in-between the thick toes. The dragon laid there with it's eyes closed. As john worked away he noticed something happening between the dragon's legs. What looked like the dragons cock was slowly rising from the ball sac. "Now," the dragon said "lick!", John stared "Lick?!", "Yes!" said the dragon. John hesitated, looking at the big feet. John gave up and gingerly touched his tounge to the surface of the foot. He ran his tounge up and down the rough surface. The dragon let out a sigh of pleasure. John could taste all the stuff the dragon had walked on, and smell it's foot strongly. The dragon suddenly thrust it's foot into John's face forcefully. The dragon pushed harder until John's chair tipped over and he was lying on his back. The dragon applied pressure. "HARDER!" the dragon said. John, by this time completely at the dragon's mercy began to lick the thick sole with a passion.

The dragon, meanwhile stood above John and watched him with a smile. "Oh yes, ahh!" the dragon mumbled. John paused to swallow, he tasted the foot all the way down his throat. He started to lick again, this time licking inbetween the toes. There were scales inbetween it's toes and John carefully licked the scales clean passionately, he was beginning to enjoy himself. He then moved up to the claws, licking around the base of the claws, getting a bunch of junk on his tounge in the process, and licking each claw clean. The dragon sat on the part of the chair that was in the air. John felt the dragon buttox on his legs. John moved to the heel, there were some long but not wide scales. He licked each one, cleaning out inbetween as far as he could reach while the dragon groaned louder with pleasure. He finally finished.

The dragon smiled at him and picked him up. John just hung limp in submissiveness. The dragon lay down on the bed and set John's head against his cock. The dragon stroked his cock a little against John's face then into his mouth. John submitted to this and started licking and sucking the cock. The cock shivered with pleasure at every lick or suck, the dragon went limp and groaned with complete pleasure and ecstasy. John continued to work at the cock until he felt something start squirting in his mouth. John almost stopped but gave in and swallowed all that came out of the cock. after the cock stopped John started licking it again, but the dragon pulled it away and sat up. John pulled back slightly and looked at the dragon. "Hehe you did well. I'm glad i bought you before hand." John stared at the dragon. "your mine now, all mine, hahahahaha!"