okay to explain, one i don't have a paw/foot fetish, seriously, like at all, but whenever MC is involved with anything i dont like i gain a guilty pleasure for it, not a fetish but a guilty pleasure, and neither paws of feet are memtioned in this, just socks, and yea i know this ia a small one, it wasnt meant to be long

So there's like this fox, he's visiting another town, he has no idea what he was doing(don't do weed...), he needs a place to stay and as he was driving he saw another fox go into his house. He parked his car, which is missing a head light, got out and rang the door bell. When the fox opened the door, he just looked at the first one and was smiling.

"Well hello there fellow fox, what brings you to the place i live in and pay bills for?" he said staring right at him smiling.

"Well this is really awkward but I was kinda... high... and I started driving and now I don't know where I am, by the way, don't give into peer pressure, can I stay here for the night?" he asked, kinda confused and ashamed, as he pointed at his car.

"Oh sure, one fox's home is another fox's motel, come on in, make yourself at motel," he said as he opened the door all the way up and the other fox came in and just plopped on the recliner when a strange scent caught his wet nose, which made him urck, and kinda calm actually.

"Eww, I'm sorry but it really smells in here, mind if I ask why there are old socks all over the floor... and pinned to the wall?"

"Oh that, well my name is SockFox, and as you can tell by this house, and by the fact that the only clothes I'm wearing are socks, I love socks, like a lot," he said as he went to get a cup of coffee from the kitchen.

"Um okay, mind if I ask why, no offense but that's kinda a weird habit, and did your parents name you that, and do you ever clean them at least?" he asked as he put his paws by his nose.

"Um do you think you are in the place to judge for weird habits, the reason you're here is because you ate some pot brownie..." he sarcastically said while still smiling.

"Touché..." he responded, embarrassed.

"Well I just never want to be away from the nice scent of old socks, I love how they feel, I love how they look, I just love them, I wish other people felt the same, I only get to find others who love them too at the yearly sock trading convention, which is actually tomorrow," he continued as he came out with their coffee, still smiling creepily.

"They actually have that? That sounds so weird, I probably would't even go to that even if I was still high, even if I was higher than Tove Lo," he then responded sarcastically.

"I don't know who that is, also, I don't know who you are, what's your name?" SockFox asked.

"My name is Robert, I'm from Canada and I have a problem with giving into peer pressure, and what on earth are you doing...?" Robert asked as he was grossed out watching SockFox dip one of the socks on the floor into his coffee...

"It gives it a nice musky flavor, want to try it?" SockFox answered.

"Heck no! I may give into peer pressure a lot but I have my limits man, that's just gross!" Robert exclaimed.

"See I don't understand why you think socks are so bad, I'm sure of you'd just pick one up and give it one whiff I'm sure you'd love them as much as I do," SockFox suggested as Robert coincidently took his paw fingers out of his nose.

"Eww no, I'm not doing that, I'd rather eat another one of those special brownies, you are kinda creeping me out now, so I'm just gonna go to sleep here on this recliner now, just wake me in the morning so I can call a tow truck, okay?" Robert asked, just wanting this weird conversation to end.

Later that night, around 2:00 am, SockFox had woken up and went into his closet and pulled out a box that had some rope and one pair of socks in it. He went down and saw Robert sleeping on the chair and quietly brought the rope by and began to tie him up. By the time he had woken, SockFox had already tied him up.

"What on earth are you doing!? Untie me now!" Robert demanded but to no avail.

"Why would I do that? If I untie you I won't be able to put this pair of socks on you." SockFox said slowly, still with his never ending smile.

"Get away from me you freak and put those rank things up before I... he said as SockFox put on one of the socks on his foot paw, then he just felt calmer, then his eyes started to swirl red and white. SockFox then picked up another sock from the floor and held it up to Robert's nose and Robert suddenly had an urge to sniff that sock, he didn't like it, he didn't hate it, but he had to sniff the sock.

"Listen up Robert, from now on you are going to love socks, all you care about is socks, old ones in the bottom of your dresser drawer to nice sweaty gym socks you wore on the tread mill, just let that sink in, just think about nothing but socks, in fact, don't even call yourself Robert anymore, just call yourself SockFox, because you are now a SockFox just like me..."

"Yes, I am a SockFox, I love nice, sweaty, dirty socks..." he said in a slow response.

"Good, now when I put this other sock on your paw you will become a SockFox..." SockFox said as he untied him and put the other special sock on his paw.

Then his red and white spirals in his eyes became cyan and purple, and suddenly all he could think about were nice, smelly socks, he wanted to sniff them, he wanted to wear them, he wanted to show them off, he even wanted to chew them like a dog, because now he is a SockFox.

"So SockFox, how do you feel?" the first SockFox asked.

"I feel like grabbing a nice hand full of socks to sleep with, nice and sweaty socks, then in the morning we can head out to the sock convention and get so many more smelly socks to sniff, chew, play with and hang up!" the new SockFox said, now with the same smile the first one has.

Well there you have it, Robert now has no need to give into any more peer pressure to get high, he doesn't want to, now all he wants to do is be around nice, sweaty, smelly socks, because that's what a SockFox does, and the next day, he met so many more SockFoxes, they had a blast staring and chewing all the socks, and don't be afraid of them, once you see one they will make sure you enjoy them too...