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College, it can either be the best time of your life or it can be one of the most daunting. Scheduling classes, having the personal responsibility of showing up to those classes and paying for them as well. Maintaining a social life while also juggling sleep, study and a healthy diet. It can all be overwhelming at first, something that Crisp was just discovering now as he stared down at his class schedule in his dorm room. The Fall semester had just begun and the wolf was about to experience his first year in college. He had a room all to himself, a full load of classes, and enough books to compress his spine if he put them all in his backpack at once.

The lamp that illuminated his desk flickered ever so slightly as he rubbed his eyes of their heavy tiredness. He'd only been to his first three days of classes but he was already exhausted for the week, partly from the sheer amount of stairs he had to climb between each class and how mind-numbingly boring some of the longer classes could be. He reclined back in his chair as he peered out his window at the rest of the illuminated campus. Above everything else he hoped college wouldn't be, he just hoped it wouldn't be boring.

A knock came from his door along with some jovial sounding chatter from the other side. Crisp grumbled as he stood up, clad in just a pair of red briefs with white piping and pair of socks that matched them nicely. What could anyone want with him this late at night while also forcing him to put pants on? After finding a pair of shorts to slip into he shambled towards the door to unlock it. He peeked his head around the door as he opened it.

"Hey uh, you're Crisp right? I'm Eric, from Bio, remember?" A chipper-looking weasel held out his hand. "I hope we're not bothering you but uh, we were just wondering if you'd like to...hang out with us!"

"W-wha? With me? Why?" Crisp asked, genuinely confused as he looked back at several faces all looking at him. He began to feel a little self-conscious of his shirtlessness.

"Well you just seem kinda new here and I knew you lived down the hall from me so I thought I'd invite you out! We're probably just gonna go out for some frosties or something, so nothing crazy to worry about!"

"I uh, y-yeah sure I guess!" Crisp looked down at the weasel's hand then tentatively shook it. He did remember him from his biology class, he sat maybe two chairs away from him. He wasn't expecting anyone to really be his nice much less seek him out to include him in their group. "I just gotta get a shirt on, one second."

Crisp closed his door then quickly sprinted over to his drawers to find a decent enough shirt. He was actually kind of excited to meet some new people. He rejoined the group of friends waiting for him outside and true to their word they all walked down to an ice cream shop about half a mile away from the campus. As they walked they passed an old erie house that looked like it'd been standing for hundreds of years. The windows were either boarded up or just broken, panels of wood hung off the sides and the porch had massive holes in it like someone took a sledgehammer to it. Only a single streetlamp just outside of the house's lawn illuminated these features for Crisp, who felt unsettled by the visage of the old run-down house.

The group continued on to the ice cream shop where they all sat outside. Crisp got to know a few of them better as the night went on. They must have sat there and talked for about an hour before someone complained they had a 7 a.m class the next morning. With that they all began to walk back towards the campus. As they walked they started to near that very same house they passed earlier, only now the moonlight illuminated it better. It was much larger than Crisp originally thought it was, like a small mansion. Vines and other vegetation grew up the outer walls, more holes were visible on the sides as well. One of the group members must have noticed Crisp looking so intently at it.

"Hey Crisp, I dare you to go inside that place." The fox snickered playfully.

"Dare? Are you five years old Brandon?" Eric stopped which caused everyone else to stop and look back at the two.

"What? I can't make a friendly dare for the new guy?" The fox laughed along with some of his other friends as Crisp continued to look at the house. He couldn't explain it but he did feel compelled to look around inside. He took few steps forward down the walkway to the house. "Oh damn he's actually gonna do it!"

"Crisp?" Eric hurried to the wolf's side. "You don't have to actually do this ya know? Brandon was just teasing."

"No uh, it's ok I'll do it, not like anything is in there anyway." Crisp continued to walk up to the house. He was past the point of being able to turn back and part of him did want to prove he was cool to the rest of the group. As he got to the stairs of the ancient building he felt a slight chill up his spine, yet he climbed up onto the porch. He was careful not to step into any holes as me made his way to the door, which was surprisingly still well intact compared to the rest of the house. He reached for the knob and both to his surprise and displeasure it turned easily and the door slowly swung open into the house. He looked back at his new friends who were all huddled up on the sidewalk still as they watched him, he gave them a slight wave as he walked through the threshold.

The inside was just as old and beat-up as the outside, furniture rotted or smashed to pieces, wallpaper torn down everywhere, the stairs leading up were cracked and crumbling, cobwebs and dust covering nearly everything, and that's just what he could see by the moon's light that shined through the windows as well as various cracks and holes. Crisp reached for his phone so he could use it as a light source as he walked deeper into the house. He entered what was once the living room, he guessed by the number of couches in it. It was in the middle of the house so it had no windows to the outside and only two doors that led into it. He looked on the walls where there was an inconspicuous lack of dust in several spots where pictures probably once hung.

As he walked around more he heard a slight creek that made him spin around. His heart began to thump a little harder in his chest but he kept telling himself it was just because the place was old. He walked back into the foyer then carefully began to climb the stairs to the second floor. There were many rooms on this floor as well, another parlor-type area, several bedrooms, and the one at the end of the hall which was the master bedroom. It was much more opulent than the rest of the floor, obviously whoever lived here had money. There was marble floor tiles, countertops and other wall accessories, the bed was large and had curtains that could be lowered to block out the sun. He peeked into the bathroom to find it massive with a very large tub built into the floor. As he looked around he began to question why any of this stuff was still here, surely the marble alone could still be worth something.

As he stood there pondering how nice it must have been to relax in that jacuzzi-sized bath he felt something brush along his back. He yelped out and spun around instantly only to see the same abandoned room as he had before. He felt something though, it was definitely real and not in his imagination. He began to head towards the bedroom door when his shoe caught the lip of a protruding tile causing him to fall hard onto his chest. He felt the wind knocked immediately out of him as he went into a slight daze. Once his vision had stopped spinning he rolled onto his back so he could sit up, when he looked down at himself however he saw the bulge of his briefs and the red tips of his socks with no sign of his shorts or shoes that once covered them.

"W-What the hell?!" Crisp yelped out as he looked around frantically for whoever just stole his shoes and shorts. "Guys?! What's going on? Give me my clothes back!"

The now half-dressed wolf was met back with silence. He stood on slightly shaky legs as he looked around the dusty room. His head whipped around again towards the bedroom door, thinking he heard faint giggling from the other side. He tip-toed towards the door, making much less noise now that he was in his socks, he quickly pushed the door open, only to see an empty hallway. More shivers went down his spine, he knew he heard something, it wasn't just his imagination anymore at this point if it ever was in the first place. He walked down the hall as lightly as he could, peeking into each room as he passed them in the search for his clothes. As he poked his head into what looked to be a large closet he heard the giggles again, much closer sounding than the last time.

He spun around to face a door he'd yet to open he took a step towards it then heard the giggles again. Another step and they became louder, almost like whoever was making them were trying to stifle themselves. He gently grasped the knob then flung the door open in an attempt to catch whoever was doing this. Yet there was no one in the room, at least not in plain sight. This room was another bedroom, it had two twin-sized beds on both ends of the room. There weren't any sort of old wooden toys laying round and the room didn't exactly look like a kids room in the first place. He walked into the center of the room then took a knee to peek under the beds. Nothing, absolutely nothing underneath them but dust. The door suddenly closed behind him causing him to leap up and run to it, he tried turning the knob but this time it wouldn't give-way at all. As he began to panic again he heard the laughter much clearer than ever before now. He turned his back to the door with his knuckles going white from grabbing the knob so tightly.

"Who's there?" He asked out with a shaky voice.

"I like this one...bother. He's cute." A faint ethereal voice said, as if whoever it belonged to was in the room with him.

"I do too, this one wears the cute kind of underwear." A second voice said then they both broke out into their giggling again.

"Who's there?! Who are you?!" Crisp was starting to tremble less, starting to feel more embarrassed than scared as he listened to whoever was there talk about how cute he and his underwear were.

"I think this one is still a virgin brother, I smell a hint of innocence on him." The first voice said again.

"I smell it too, perhaps it's time we relocate brother? For some fun?" The second voice said, then suddenly Crisp fell to the ground as if he slipped. He landed with a yelp onto his fuzzy behind and immediately tried to stand back up but his feet refused to move. It was as if they were cemented to the ground. As he began to panic again his eyes went wide with confusion as his white and red socks began to shimmer with a faint glow. "How comfortable!"

Just as sudden as he slipped he was able to shoot right back up, he lunged for the door and this time it opened. He sprinted down the hallway and stairs back down into the foyer. Much to his surprise and confusion he found his shorts folded nicely on a pedestal next to the front door with his red sneakers placed on top of them. Without wanting to spend even another second in that house he grabbed his shoes and shorts and sprinted out the door.

The entire group was still waiting for him outside, they all jumped as they heard the front door of the house burst open. All of their eyes were locked on the wolf who was running down the walkway pantsless and shoeless. Some of the girls immediately started snickering whereas some others rushed to meet Crisp on the path.

"Dude are you ok?! What the hell happened to your pants?" Eric said as he put a hand on Crisp's back.

As Crisp hunched over to catch his breath he began to realize the position he was in in front of a bunch of random people he just met. He blushed a deep red that was illuminated by the street light and began to frantically put his shorts back on. To his dismay he was pushing out the front of his briefs slightly more than usual, which continued to show through his shorts.

"Crisp...are you?" Eric began to say.

"I-I'm fine! I-I think someone has that house rigged up or something...s-something was messing with me!" He panted out, coming down from a panic and blushing hotly from hearing even more stifled laughter now.

"Or maybe it was just some spoopy ghosts who wanted to see your undies." The same fox from before joked and burst into a more vivacious laughter.

Crisp could feel his face burning up from embarrassment and could feel his penis throbbing rock hard in his shorts now. He heard Eric sush them all then he ushered him up to the front of the group.

"Shut up guys. Maybe someone actually did fuck with him." He put his arm around the wolf's shoulder. "Dude i'm sorry, I don't know what happened but I'll make sure these guys shut up about it alright?"

Once again Crisp was taken aback by Eric's kindness. He just nodded silently and the group made their way back to the campus.

Once Crisp was back in his own dorm room he let out an extended sigh. The first time he goes out with some potential new friends and some of the weirdest shit happens to him that end up with him being in his underwear in front of all of them. He rubbed his eyes and groaned, that'd probably the last time he could show his face around them. He was exhausted now though, he stripped off his shirt then shimmied down his shorts so he was back down to his red and white briefs. He flopped down on his bed then kicked off his sneakers so they landed on the ground next to his bed. He looked down at his socks, despite running down dust-riddled hallways they weren't dusty at all. This made him question if anything that happened in the house even happened at all.

Crisp wiggled into a better position on his back so he could lay his head on his pillow. With one last sigh he closed his eyes without even bothering to cover up with any blankets. His exhaustion overwhelmed any other feelings that filled his mind. He quickly slipped into a deep sleep.

When he woke up he found himself staring at a strange ceiling. He lurched up and looked around, he was laying in the king-sized bed of the master bedroom of the house. Did he actually fall asleep here? Did he hit his head harder than he thought? He was buried under several layers of blankets but once he dug himself out he saw he was dressed only in his socks and matching briefs. He jumped off the bed and ran for the door again but it wouldn't even budge. He stopped when he heard the familiar giggling. He looked behind him.

"Who's there?" He walked back towards the bed. Looking around the room again he noticed it was much more well lit than it was before. He heard the door creak open behind him. Turning around again he saw Eric walk into the room. The weasel stopped in his tracks when he laid eyes on the wolf. Crisp went red in the face but then his heart leapt when the weasel started to laugh side-splittingly hard. The weasel could hardly breath he was laughing so hard. As Eric was nearly rolling on the floor the rest of the group piled into the room. Each and every one of them started to cackle as Crisp started to grow hard in his briefs again. He tried to cover himself with his tail and hands but he was nearly paralyzed, he could only whimper and blush hotter as he pushed his briefs out further.

"This one likes attention brother." He heard a much clearer voice speak out.

"Yes I see, what fun we can have!" The second voice replied.

Crisp was burning up at his point, with all of his friends laughing and pointing at his tented briefs he felt his knees wobble slightly but he couldn't even fall down. He looked down at his briefs, able to see the pink base of his penis as it stretched them out. He felt a slight wetness form on the front of his briefs as his throbbing shaft leaked precum profusely into them. His friends pointed this out and began to ruthlessly tease him. Crisp tightly shut his eyes as he felt something well up deep in his groin. He let out a howl as he threw his head back as he shot a thick, white frothy load onto the ground between him and his friends.

Crisp lurched up again, this time in his own bed. His heart was pounding as he gasped for air.

"G-god what a dream..." He rubbed his head and shifted his legs slightly. He felt a wetness on them then looked down to see his thighs, sheets and the front of his briefs were plastered with a sticky white substance. "W-what the?"

"My he really is an innocent one isn't he?"

"He certainly is brother. We haven't found one like this in so long." The two voices began conversing with themselves again. They both giggled at each other.

"Who...what are you two?" Crisp asked as he blushed hotly, knowing now he was being watched. A faint glow emanating from his feet brought his attention to his socks, which weren't the ones he fell asleep in. These were mostly a teal color that extended to his toe, mixed with a green on top of the foot with purple cuffs. He curled his feet in more too look at them and saw an even lighter teal paw pattern on the bottom.

"We're your socks now!" His right sock lit up a bit more as it spoke. "We wanted to make ourselves a little more unique from your boring ones you slept in."

"Also twin brothers." The left sock lit up and dimmed as it finished speaking.

"W-wha...are you both...?" Crisp began to say.

"Dead, spirits, ghosts, phantoms, specters? Yes, whatever you prefer to call us." His left sock spoke again. "We were living in that house for decades, having fun with all you fleshy mortals who walked in. When you came in though, we felt something special about you. We liked you!"

Crisp blushed as the spirits that now inhabited his socks spoke to him. There was no way this was happening. Ghosts were not only real but two of them were inhabiting a pair of his socks now? No way, this was still part of the dream. Crisp pinched himself hard then let out a sharp yelp from the pain. He was definitely awake, and the vibrant socks on his feet were definitely talking to him.

"Oh you don't have to worry about us possessing you or anything, bodies are so boring to control, there's nothing fun you can do with them. Being mostly incorporeal is the way to go." His right sock spoke.

"Then...what do you want with me? I don't get why you'd want to live in my socks of all things." Crisp raised an eyebrow.

"Because we like you! I already said that." The left one chuckled. "And it seems you could do with a bit of...guidance, for lack of a better term."

"What does that even mean?" Crisp wasn't buying that these spirits were just kind benevolent things. He'd seen plenty of ghost shows to know what wasn't the case.

"You aren't very...well versed in some aspects and you're an adult! It just so happens that the area you're lacking in is our...specialty." His right sock said.

"Look, I don't know what you two are talking about so I'm just gonna-" Crisp reached down and grabbed the top of both socks so he could quickly take them off.

"No you don't!" One of them spoke as his legs were whipped out over the edge of the bed as if someone physically moved him. His shoes straightened themselves out on the floor then his socked feet stuffed themselves into them, the laces glowing slightly as they were manipulated into tight knots.

Crisp had no control over his feet as the possessed socks worked him into his shoes, as he watched the laces twirl around each other he whined out as he slowly got hard in his briefs. He was now basically imprisoned in his own shoes so he couldn't take the socks off at all.

"Well that was interesting, look brother he's getting a rise out of this." His right sock chuckled.

"Heh he has! You're an odd wolf aren't you Crisp?" His left sock spoke his name for the first time which made the wolf gasp slightly.

"H-how do you know my name?" He asked, wide eyed and still continuing to tent out his briefs.

"A person's name is the simplest thing to learn, also we heard that other boy call you by name last night." His left sock chuckled to itself.

"Gah what do you two want with me?!" Crisp sighed out in slight frustration as he now fully tented his underwear.

"We just want to help you...and it seems we can do that right now since you seem to need to release some...frustration." His right sock said as his feet were lifted together up into the air then plopped back down at the foot of his bed so he was laying correctly on it again.

"Help me? Help me how?! And stop moving me like that!" Crisp growled out. He blushed hotly when suddenly the laces on his shoes untied themselves then the tips floated up towards his underwear. "W-what are you-"

The wolf was cut off as the laces slithered their way up into his cum stained briefs only to pull them down to his ankles. The feeling of the fabric rubbing against his penis as the ghost-controlled laces pulled them down was one of the most exciting things he'd ever felt, he bucked his hips up and caused a bead of precum to be launched onto his nose.

"Grab it." One of his socks said, he wasn't even sure which one.

"W-what? Why?" Crisp looked down at his throbbing penis.

"You're this old and have never even jacked off? My how the times have changed brother." The other said as the laces they possessed slithered back up and began to tickle the wolf's crotch.

Crisp gasped out as the laces touched him all over except his shaft, he felt another pressure building in his groin that he needed to get out. As the laces rubbed his furry balls he gripped a hold of his penis and began to wildly stroke it. It was fantastic, he watched as the laces began to prod around his shaft and stroked himself even more to the sight. With a few more strokes all the pressure in his groin was released as he shot string after string of cum into the air like a geyser, only to have it land right back down on him. He let go of himself as he panted out hotly enough for him to be able to see his own breath.

"Atta boy, that's what we like to see!" One of the socks piped up after a moment of silence.

"Yes, very well done Crisp, although next time to may want to not get it all over yourself, you're a mess now."

Crisp just laid there as a pile of cum and matted fur as he eventually recovered from his first self-induced orgasm. After a while he sat up and sighed, he needed to shower now. He stood up and took a step towards his drawer then immediately tripped. He looked down to see the laces of his shoes had been tied together and he heard the socks chuckling at their prank. The wolf couldn't help but get somewhat boned up again but he stood back up after watching the shoes untie themselves. He picked out some new clothes for the day, a pair of grey shorts, a white shirt with the college's logo on it, and a pair of white briefs trimmed with red elastic. He looked down at his feet.

"I am going to have to take you off to shower you know." The twin spirits only chuckled to each other as they untied the laces of his shoes so he could step out of them. He figured there was no harm in wearing just the socks out into the shower room, so with a towel in one hand, his clothes in the other and draped in a light shirt and pajama pants, he walked out of his dorm and down towards the end of the hall where the showers were. Some students had their doors open as they studied or listened to music, either way they paid no attention to who was walking down the hallway. Just as he was about to walk into the showers he heard someone call his name. He turned to see Eric and the fox from last night, Brandon, walking towards him.

"Hey Crisp! Wait up!" Eric said and hurried slightly faster towards him. Crisp held the door open for the two then walked in himself. "Thanks man, how're ya feeling?"

"Uh, I'm ok. Why?" Crisp said, a little nervous about being joined by two other guys.

"Oh just, last night you seemed kinda shaken up." Eric said as he placed his clothes and hung his tower next to the shower stall he planned on using.

"Yeah, whatever you saw in that house last night scared ya right out of your pants." Brandon chuckled to himself even after Eric punched him in the shoulder.

"Shut up dude." The weasel stripped completely naked without a care that Crisp or Brandon were both watching him. He stepped into his own shower then pulled the curtain closed behind him. Brandon stripped naked too, standing around in a pair of beat-up boxer shorts as he waited for the water to warm up.

"Its five bucks to stare dude." The fox smirked which snapped Crisp right out of it, he turned his shower head on then pulled off his clothes to get in, including his socks. He sighed in relief as the warm water cascaded over his body, soaking his fur and making his tail heavy.

"Hey uh, I wanna say sorry for last night dude, I don't know what happened in there but no one shoulda been laughing at you." Eric's voice came from the other side of Crisp's curtain.

"Its ok, dont worry about it, I was probably just seeing things anyway." Crisp said back. He was thankful that Eric was such a nice guy. The three of them finished their showers and all came out around the same moment. Crisp was hesitant at first to step out after drying off but he sucked it up so he could get dressed quickly. He grabbed his briefs from his pile of clothes then quickly slipped them up his legs. He noticed both Eric and Brandon wore trunks and boxers respectively, making him feel a little self-conscience about the white cloth that hugged his front and back so tightly.

"Nice tighties dude." Brandon said sarcastically, obviously feeling his choice of underwear was superior.

The wolf then reached for his socks then put them back on, making sure they went on the same feet so he could have some idea of who was talking to him. He stood up completely as he reached for his shorts.

"Damn dude the eighties called, they want their socks back, probably their underwear too. He stood up and laughed, then as he took a step he slipped forward back into the shower. As he flailed he ripped the shower curtain down and somehow the shower turned back on with steamy hot water. "AAAagghh! Hot hot hooooot!!!"

He flailed around more on the ground, getting his clothes all soaked again until Eric stood up calmly and shut the shower off. He burst out laughing so hard he had to hold onto his sides.

"Aaaaaahhahaha! Dude that's what you get!" The weasel helped his soaking friend back up as Crisp stood there still in just his socks and briefs with his hand over his mouth trying not to giggle. Eric's laughter died down as he walked towards the door. "I gotta get to my class Crisp, see ya around."

The wolf smiled and nodded at Eric as he passed by. He slipped into his shorts and shirt then quickly hurried out of the showers to leave the fox to cuss at himself. Once he was back in his room he looked down at his socks.

"Did you guys do that?" He asked with a wide smile on his face.

"We sure did, that one is a real jerk." The left one said.

"That was a nice touch with the water brother, I wouldn't have even thought of that." The right sock laughed heartily.

"That was...really awesome you two!" Crisp laughed along with them. Maybe these two wouldn't be too bad to have along after all.

Crisp carried on with his day as he normally would. He attended his only class of of the day, though it was six hours long. As he sat in the lecture hall listening to one of the most boring lectures on English literature in his life he started to nod off. He'd heard this teacher in particular liked to make her class as boring and monotonous as possible the first few days in order to scare off some of the less interested students and boy was it working. He rested his head on his hands as he stared blankly at the slides that were flashing by on the projector then started to nod off. He figured he'd just close his eyes for a moment as the teacher droned on with her lecture.

As soon as he shut his eyes he could feel his shoes shifting around slightly. He wasn't sure what his socks were doing down there but he just kept his eyes shut regardless. He shivered slightly in his seat as he felt something long and thin poking around the leg hole of his shorts. He looked down under the table to see the laces of his shoes were all wiggling their way up his shorts. He whimpered softly as he reached down with one hand in an attempt to shield his package from the coming laces. They didn't even need to touch it though to get him going though. He felt his erection starting to push back his hand.

"G-Guys...stop." He whispered out so only he could possibly hear. The laces didn't stop their assault however and he only got harder and harder under his desk. It was torturous, he couldn't do anything to stop them, only sit there and let them have their way with him. Just as he thought he was about to explode the teacher announced that they'd be taking a fifteen minute break, which only came during the halfway point of the class. Most all of the students filed out of the hall, leaving Crisp and only a few others left.

The wolf looked around frantically, he was further back in the room than anyone else so he took the opportunity to jump up out of his desk and make a B line for the closest restroom.

"Awh we were so close brother." One of the socks said as they retied Crisp's shoes so he didn't trip and really hurt himself at the speed he was going.

"Yes that class is unbelievably boring! Were they ever that long before?"

"I don't remember it was so long ago, how are you doing Crisp?"

The wolf just grumbled as he pushed his way into a stall in the bathroom. He yanked his shorts down to find that somehow his penis had been pulled through the fly of his briefs.

"How the?" He began to ask but he said screw it, he needed to cum again after what was probably an hour of torture from his laces. He gripped his erection and began to quickly pump it.

"Easy there, you have the time. Take it nice and slow for once, sometimes that's even better than going fast." His left sock spoke softly and used the laces from its respective shoe to slither up close against Crisp's body. This made the wolf shiver violently but also slow down his strokes. "There you go."

Crisp looked down past his cock at the laces that were squirming all over his body, wrapping them around his legs in some places and starting to tie elaborate knots with each other. Seeing this made Crisp want to pop right there but he restrained himself and just let the socks tease him all over as he slowly and rhythmically stroked himself. He felt two laces slip their way up through the leg holes of his briefs and gently wrap themselves around his balls. Crisp couldn't take anymore, he let out a grunt as he pumped another impressive load out all over the place.

"My my even for the third time of the day he still can squirt so much." His left sock commented as the last few drips of cum fell from his tip.

"What do you expect? Years of pent-up seed is blocked up somewhere in there." His right sock chuckled.

Crisp cleaned his shaft and the stall up then stuffed himself back into his briefs. He looked around to make sure no one else was in the bathroom then hurried back to his class for the last half of the six hour lecture. The last three hours went by without a peep from the twins residing in his socks. Finally the large clock tower near the center of the campus rang out six times, signaling the final hour of the class had passed. The teacher bid everyone a good evening as they all piled out of the room, many of the students looking just as bored as Crisp did.

The sun had already began to its descent from the sky, leaving the campus a tranquil shade of orange. Crisp stared out towards his dorm as he ate a sandwich he'd gotten from the cafe on campus. He could just go back to his room now and get a head start on his extra long weekend, since he didn't have a friday class, or he could try to find Eric and see if he was doing anything. As he sat there wondering, control of his feet were suddenly taken away from him and he was made to stand up.

"W-woah what the hell are you two doing?" He asked as his feet were clumsily placed one in front of the other to make him walk.

"You're boring us right now, we're gonna take you to have some fun!" His right sock piped up.

"What? No way I wanna go back to my room!" He looked around at the others staring at the strange way he was walking. He must have looked insane at that moment, talking to himself and walking the way his socks were making him. He tried to calibrate his balance to be in step with his controlling socks so he looked like he was walking like a normal person. He knew he couldn't fight them now that he was out in the open so he just sighed. "Where are you taking me then?"

"We were gonna stop by our old home then maybe make a few other stops to see friends." The left sock said.

"You two...have friends?" It seemed like a pretty wild statement to Crisp that ghosts or spirits could have friends.

"Of course! Just because we don't have physical bodies doesn't mean we cant socialize! The nerve! Not all of us are vengeful spirits who want vengeance on every living thing."

"Are there...ones like that though?" Crisp asked. Evidently there was a whole new world he and billions of others probably didn't even know existed, and he was curious to learn what was fiction and what was fact.

"None that we have met! Sure there are some grumps but none of us would want to hurt any of you." The left sock continued to speak. It seemed like he was the more straightforward one of the two. He started to notice the right brother tended to be a little more exuberant with his speech.

Crisp just let the two walk him to the old abandoned house just as the sun had nearly completely set. None of the effort with the same amount of stress on his feet. To his pleasure the two left him to walk up and into the house himself without their 'aid'. The old manor seemed much less intimidating than it did the previous night. He wasn't sure if there were any other spirits that inhabited the house but he felt secure in knowing he had two friendly ones in his socks to watch over him.

"Kindly strip, if you will Crisp." The left sock said kindly.

"Strip? Why would I want to do that?" The wolf looked down at his feet with a frown.

"Ugh you really must learn to stop questioning everything we tell you." The right sock used a lace to whip Crisp's butt. It was a slight sting but it got the spirit's point across.

"Agh! Alright alright fine. Jeeze I just wanted to go to my room and sleep." Crisp began to peel his clothes off starting with his shirt. He dropped his pants then folded both articles of clothing so he could place them on the same pedestal they were on last night when he ran out. He looked down at his shoes past the soft lump in his briefs. "There, happy?"

"Very." The socks both chuckled in unison.

"So what was the point of thi-woah!" He nearly fell over as the spirits began to manipulate his feet again. Making him dance around clumsily.

"There's no room to play with you like this in your room, so we brought you here!" The right shoe laughed as they continued to manipulate his feet. "He wants to go home, how did that old film go brother?"

"I believe he has to close his eyes and tap his heels together." They stopped moving their captive wolf.

"What? I'm not gonna do that." Crisp said bluntly.

"Oh come now! Something might actually happen, we could leave you alone." The right sock said, sounding like he was stifling a giggle.

Crisp sighed out then tilted his head back. He closed his eyes and tapped his heels together three times. In his mind he really did wish he was home, or at least his dorm. He opened his eyes, peering up at the ceiling.

"Nothing happened, right?" Crisp said, feeling rather ridiculous.

"Oooh I wouldn't say nothing." He heard his left sock chuckle. The wolf looked down then turned bright red when he saw he was near full-mast inside his briefs. He tried to stammer out something but before he could his left sock spoke again. "Do you remember how to skip brother?"

The two controlled the wolf's feet so that he began to skip down the hallway. He had no control over their actions, he could flail his arms but that would do him no good since anything he grabbed would likely break away. They continued to skip him up and down the hallways like he were frolicing through a meadow. He was throbbing in his underwear from all of this.

"He has very peculiar things that seem to get him riled up brother."

"Indeed, maybe we should take him over to meet the others now." The left sock said as he made the wolf pivot on his heel, turning him right towards the back door of the manor.

"W-wait where are you gonna take me?! Let me get my clothes first!" The spirits completely disregarded the wolf's protests as they skipped him towards the door. He braced himself for running into it but just as he was about to hit it it flung open and he passed through harmlessly. They continued to make him skip through the small wooded area behind the manor, which really began to tire him out. Even though he wasn't the one controlling his legs, he could sure still feel them. Eventually they reached an abandoned pool. There was a wide hole in the chain link fence that the twins marched him right through. The pool itself was long since drained, there was a small hut that must have acted as the entrance long ago. Long poles stuck out of the cement in another corner that were probably showers. The socks finally let him have control of his legs back, he nearly fell over as his sore legs buckled underneath him. He hunched over and panted hotly.

"W-why here? What's special about this place?" Crisp huffed out.

"This is where a lot of us like to congregate, nostalgia and all I suppose." The left sock spoke.

"So...there are others here right now?" Crisp looked around. The moon lit up the open space well enough but Crisp still couldn't see anything. He used his tail to cover up his still-tented briefs, starting to feel embarrassed that he could potentially be being watched.

The twins didn't speak, instead they walked him to a surprising sturdy chair. He picked up the hint then sat down reclined on it. He looked up into the starry night sky as the wind blew gently through the top of the trees. It was strangely tranquil. The wolf looked around more for any sign of what was going on. Suddenly he felt a hand on his stomach. He yelped out and his eyes shot down to look at his belly. There was no physical hand on it but fur was displaced as if there was. A frightened shiver rushed up his spine as he trembled in fear but then the ghostly hand started to gently rub his stomach.

Crisp watched in fright and amazement as the fur on his stomach shifted from side to side along with the hand. He felt another hand start to rub his leg. Where these different ghosts or were they actually the spirits that made their home in his socks? A third hand surprised him by rubbing his shoulders through the back of the chair. That one really freaked him out so he tried to lurch up but something pressed against his chest to keep him laying down.

"These are our friends Crisp, just lay back and relax. Your legs are probably really sore." His left sock glowed faintly in the dark as it spoke.

Crisp continued to shiver but remained still as the three hands continue to rub him. More and more joined in, all joining in to give him an amazing massage. Many of them focused on his tired legs. Though it was a still a little unsettling Crisp was actually enjoying all the invisible hands rubbing him. He let out a long pleasured sigh, feeling like he was about to fall asleep until another hand joined the mix. He looked down at the soft bulge in his white and red briefs. The cloth began to shift around side to side, up and down as the hand rubbed his bulge. He shifted around as his face grew bright red as the hand started to rub more firmly.

Until now he'd been too relaxed by the massage to really get aroused, but now the massage took on a whole new meaning. The hands started to rub more firmly, and the one rubbing his back slowly drifted down to rub his rump. The ones on his legs either drifted down to his feet or moved up to his crotch. He watched wide eyed as his briefs started to open up more at his leg hole. He arched his back and grunted as a hand slipped up into his briefs from the leg hole, he could see the hand outlined perfectly as the tight fabric of his briefs contoured to every finger and knuckle. He could actually 'see' the hand now as it rooted around inside his briefs.

His penis pulsed inside his briefs as he watched the hand slide up it. He let out a cute gasp as he felt another's hand on on his manhood for the first time. His briefs rose and fell as the hand began to slowly pump him inside of them. Crisps heart was beating a mile a minute as the hand stroked him. He looked past his tent to see the laces of his shoes being untied. He gulped hard as all the laces hung loosely down. As he watched the laces float back up he also saw his penis be pulled through the fly of his briefs. He watched intently as his laces were all tied together in one big knot.

The same hand started to pump his penis again while others slipped up into his briefs from all angles, rubbing his bare groin and plump balls inside of them. Crisp gripped the armrests of the chair and bucked his hips upwards in time with the hand that was stroking him. As the multitude of hands continued to molest him all over he felt his orgasm building up quickly. He squirmed on his back urgently to convey he was reaching his climax, to which the hands only worked faster. The ones by his feet untied the knot they had previously woven then began on a new one, wrapping his laces around his ankles as well to ensure his ankles were tied together as well. As the knot began to form he finally was pushed over the edge, and once the knot was completed cum erupted from his cock. Thick volumous strands of cum were flung into the air but surprisingly none of it landed on him.

The aftershocks of his orgasm made his muscles twitch slightly as the rest of his body went limp. He watched the ghostly hands recede from inside his briefs, and felt all the other hands that had been groping him pull away. Except for two that he still felt gripping his still-hard penis and one twanging the strings of the tight knot it had made.

"Is that...you guys?" Crisp asked, looking down at his socks.

"It was." One voice said, but did not cause a sock to glow as it spoke. They must have left them momentarily to join-in on the fun.

Crisp rested his head back against the chair. Now he was truly exhausted, between the skipping his socks had made him do and the awkwardly tense massage he'd just gotten now coupled with his orgasm, he could have just fallen asleep right there. It was a secluded and peaceful enough place and he for sure didn't want to walk all the way back to the campus. He closed his eyes for which felt like just a moment.

When he opened them again he was laying in the large king-sized bed of the manor again. The twins must have actually took him back there, because they surely couldn't take him back to campus as he was. He sat up and rubbed his eyes sleepily then looked around the room. I was the same dark and dusty place he'd seen before, but the sheets were pleasantly devoid of any signs of wear or age. They were still soft and silky to the touch.

"You're awake." A voice said and giggled.

Crisp looked at the foot of the bed. Two shapes slowly started to take form in front of him. They were fuzzy at first but soon the spectral anatomy of two canines stood before him. Crisp's eyes widened as he saw the spirits for the first time. While they had no immediate distinguishing features like fur color, he soon saw their differently colored eyes. One had soft blue irises while his brother had a deep, almost emerald green ones.

"We like you a lot Crisp, and while we want to stick with you, there's something else we want to help you with." The one with the blue eyes spoke, sounding very much like the spirit who inhabited his right sock.

"You can say no, but trust me when I say we wouldn't dare do anything to hurt you." The one with the green eyes spoke. Crisp gulped as he looked at the two specters before him.

"W-what do you want to help me with?" He asked shakily. The two didn't respond back, instead they crawled onto the bed. As they got closer he realized they were very anatomically correct for being ghosts, each had a dangling sheath and balls between their legs.

"Your virginity. Don't worry we won't disappear or anything after we take it, we just want to help you realize your sexual potential." The blue eyed spirit spoke.

Crisp's whole body shivered as the twins pulled down the sheets that covered him all the way, revealing that once again he was stark in his socks and briefs. He watched as the blue eyed brother lowered his head between his legs then gently nuzzled his slowly growing bulge. He gripped the bedding tightly as the other brother groped him as well.

"You don't have to say yes, but if you do you will still be perfectly safe with us. What do you say Crisp?" The green eyed brother spoke since he didn't have his head buried in Crisp's crotch.

Crisp continued to look back and forth between the brothers and down at his own tenting underwear. He really had no idea what to expect when it came to sex, but he did feel safe with them, even comfortable in a way. He swallowed hard as he nodded his head slightly.

"O-ok." The wolf said shyly. He saw a smile appear on both of their transparent faces. One gently laid him down on his back so that now only his tent stuck up in the air. The blue eyed brother hooked his fingers under Crisp's waistband, then slowly tugged the garment down and tossed it casually onto the floor. The wolf was now naked except for his colorful socks. He then lowered his head back down then engulfed Crisp's shaft with his mouth. Crisp's whole body jolted violently as he felt the warm wetness of a mouth envelop his penis. It was unlike anything he'd ever experienced before and it was completely unexpected that a ghost could even feel like that on his skin.

He watched as he specter slowly bobbed his head up and down to the point where he was throbbing hard, nearing release. The green eyed brother stopped him though. Then together they nodded and rolled Crisp onto his side. The blue eyed spirit lifted Crisp's leg up into the air while his brother gently nuzzled his muzzle between Crisp's cheeks. The wolf nearly yelped out as he felt a warm wet tongue drag up his taint all the way to his tailhole, then more accurately and firmly lick his hole. He squirmed into the bed more as he felt the tongue press its way into him, yipping out from the strange sensation of being penetrated for the first time. He turned his head more into the pillow and softly bit into it as the brother continued to lick all around inside of him. It was undoubtedly a wildly enjoyable sensation but he still felt strange having it happen to him.

"I think he's ready brother." The blue eyed spirit said as it shifted on the bed so his back faced Crisp.

"I think he is too." The green eyed brother then laid behind the wolf so his crotch pressed against Crisp's fuzzy rear end. "Now, take a deep breath Crisp, and if you ever want me to stop, just say so.

Crisp just nodded, his heart was racing as he tried to anticipate what was coming. He took a very deep breath in, then he felt something warm and press against his virgin tailhole. As he began to let the breath out he felt the spirit behind him push his member slowly and carefully into him. The wolf cringed in slight pain as he was stretched open further than he had been by the tongue. As the spirit's very real-feeling erection pushed deeper into him it began to grind against his prostate, making Crisp feel pleasure he couldn't have even imagined before.

The spirit's penis continued to sink in until he was pressed firmly against Crisp's rump. He allowed for some time for the wolf to get used to the feeling, which allowed for his brother to make his move. The blue eyed brother in front of Crisp curled up slightly while grasping Crisp's throbbing cock. He aimed the wolf at his own ghostly hole then slowly pushed back onto him.

Crisp's eyes shot open and he gasped out as he felt his shaft sink into the tight and warm ass of the spirit in front of him. It was another feeling that was incredible to him, much more so than the mouth that sucked on him just moments ago. Now as all three of them nestled into their positions, the spirit inside of Crisp began to pull out. Once again he grinded against Crisp's sweet spot eliciting a deeply pleasured moan from the wolf. Once he had nearly pulled all the way out he pushed himself right back in, this time with slightly more force.

The pleasure Crisp was feeling inside of him was enough to cause him to buck his hips forward, which only drove his own penis deeper into the brother in front of him. It was the spirit's turn to moan now as Crisp touched deep inside him as well. He began to move his spectral hips back and forth in an attempt to ride the wolf as they remained on their sides.

Crisp was in an insane amount of pleasure at this point. The brother behind him was expertly grinding and pushing against his g-spot while his cock was being tightly embraced by the other brother's ass. He wasn't quite sure what to do with himself, then he felt the blue eyed brother reach for his hands then placed them on his hips so Crisp would have a better grip on him. The wolf shivered as he began to understand. He pushed his hips forward causing him to slide deeper into the blue eyed brother, then as his groin pressed against his butt he began to pull away. As he did this he unknowingly started to do the green eyed brother's job as well. As he pushed back deep into the brother in front of him he felt the cock inside him slide out more, and when he pulled out of the brother he pushed himself back onto the one behind him.

This didn't stop the green eyed brother from speeding up his thrusts though. He began to thrust faster into the wolf to match his shifting hips as he fucked his brother. The spirit grinned slightly as the gasps and moans of the wolf he was pounding started to become louder and louder. He knew he still had it.

Crisp displayed an impressive amount of stamina to the two brothers. They could tell he was thoroughly enjoying himself yet he wasn't cumming. The blue eyed spirit looked at his brother from the other side of Crisp and gave him a nod.

As Crisp continued to push himself in and out of the brother in front of him he felt something shifting around his feet. He looked down to see his sneakers magically moving by themselves as a faint red glow surrounded them. They slowly slid themselves onto his feet and the laces danced around in the air as they tied themselves securely to him. Crisp threw his head back and moaned out loudly while his toes curled up in his shoes. He released strand after strand of thick wolf cum into the spirit's ass. As he did he also heard the spirit behind him moan out as well and he undoubtedly felt the ghostly shaft throb inside of him.

Crisp laid there gasping for air. He was well and truly spent now. He remained nestled between the two spirits with himself still buried inside one's ass while the other was still buried inside of his. He let out a deep sigh of satisfaction as he closed his eyes to rest them. The two spirits felt like they gave off a surprising amount of warmth for being incorporeal beings but the comfort of the warmth was still there, and that was the factor that gently lulled the wolf into a peaceful sleep.

When he awoke again he was staring up at the same ceiling of the room he remembered falling asleep in, only now sunlight was pouring through the cracks in the walls. He slowly sat up and stretched his arms out wide. Looking around the room it seemed normal enough except the twins were gone from his sides. He tossed the blankets off of him to find he was in his briefs and socks and not just his sneakers and socks. He tilted his head in slight confusion, questioning if last night even happened or if it was just a delirious dream brought on by sleep deprivation. He stood up to stretch his legs and winced a bit, his tailhole tingled strangely.

"Guys? Are you there?" He looked down and asked his socks.

"Of course, good morning Crisp, I hope you don't mind that we brought you here instead of your college last night, it would have been strange for others to see your unconscious body floating through the halls and into your room." The left sock spoke and chuckled.

"Y-yeah thanks for that um...did uh, anything else happen last night?"

"I'm not sure what you mean?" The right sock spoke and they both chuckled heartily to themselves. Crisp just blushed and shook his head.

"N-nevermind!" He hurried out of the bedroom door, down the hall then finally down the stairs into the foyer of the old abandoned manor. The rest of his clothes were right where he left them on the pedestal next to the front door. He quickly pulled his shorts up over his white and red briefs then pulled his shirt on as well. "So you guys are gonna stick around with me, right?"

"Of course, we'll always be right here in these socks for you."

"Yeah, don't worry we won't stop bugging you until you want us to leave, and maybe not even then."

Crisp smiled down at his socked feet before he placed down his sneakers so he could step into them. As he had his foot rasied the appropriate sneaker floated up into the air and slipped itself over it. The wolf smiled and raised his other foot and the other sneaker floated onto it as well. They both tied themselves to his feet. He opened the door to walk out but turned around one last time to look around the inside of what was now one of his most favorite places. He walked out the door and down the walkway, then turned down on the sidewalk going towards his campus. He peeked over his shoulder to get one more glance of the house that brought him and his two closest friends together.