📖 Enjoy Storytelling Time Creation By Sparkle 🌟

Welcome back everyone, to the continuation of the storytelling all series ‘n’ this part ‘The Endurance Two: Relishing The Challenge Of Contamination Possession”, showreel me, Owen for you to be reminded on who I am as the main protagonist as well to reveals to the worlds greatest listeners of audience too understand about my olfactory senses capabilities in such stinkier socks, especially this storytelling experience highlights to all here that an incredible exploration of how respecting a reeking blue-slate striped socks I was drawn towards; especially not my own personal life material, well too say as you’ll are seats accordingly, however, Max’s own story socks in example in particular I was drawn too thee familiar comfort feeling connection embedded deep buried by leaking out of the material, the warmth embrace shall beckons me to remain here as Saturday morning has arrived… well worth mentioning, I did get two marvellous surprises, first was a unexpectedly wraps by a black dress socks around my mouth glued there ‘n’ also zir serpentine socks coiling me like a predatory slithering constrictor.

Henceforth, while the stores of nine days straight discolourations blue-slate socks of Max snuggles up in wearing a walrus onesie, the aroma scent, not afoul, after the left foot aired out shows the odour still there persistence on lingering not just in the air-scape like a wafting breeze guides path through where the stink tendrils where seeking human contact for breathing attention’s fore upon intentions to be recognised their true self was wanderer, but past life shall demonstrates the presence of deadened fabric softener was replaced by Max’s naturally musk, a subtle trace of his daily activities was indeed found swirling in my nose raving by partying happiness purest; my heart for curiosity was insatiable by feeling a deep sigh of desire to be exploring further, to understand more of what these scents offered me.

In the meantime, the shades green dress socks of Max zir wasn’t going too makes this much easily accessible for me ‘n’ the whole thought process of me being still entrapped in the materials coils which was tugging firms around this boy because the toe sockets are the serpents head was titling ‘n’ turning with purely hesitation to smothers my head ‘n’ face especially my nose for all a second successively time increasing the stickiness bacteria to enhances the glue like adhesions; once upon a mutual understanding took place over many, many & many years where he has been able to break a specific but sensitive boundaries by sharing his own ripe socks’ with me because of sensory autism needs ‘n’ respectively developing a engagement learning by gently thence repositioning his feet, but this time both novelty slippers where off indeed, now having both too enjoyable.

Evenly though the atmosphere was ever-so relaxed, filled with zir unspoken rule of golden trust, a glimpses of a playful familiar grin was seen on Max’s face hinting an unfolding momentum was apt about to take place; but as I’m in the serpent cocoon an instantly faint static nature caused them to intensify quickly ‘n’ I had a little choicest feeling too decides whether to sniff his blue-slate striped dress socks or the shades green dress socks, well everyone, this was a hard one to swallow down or to make up my mindset, until my choice was naturally chosen… Max thence shifted his socked feet, by all accounts deliberately adjusting his position too reveal more of those, oh so, wonderfully fitting fabrics he didn’t changed last night, causing the whole scent to become more ‘n’ moreover concentrated while being still potent.

The material wasn’t just a material to place on your feet, but also a slight layers that was once overstretched, now perfect snuggle fit that saw only looseness at the top toes socket where the toes one mold was indeed or inserted present, but the zir wholesome sightsee of discoloured constellation of stars in the universes are more vibrantly but bizarrely visible when noticing, but whispering that you never know when I might become a parasitic host again but that wasn’t the case in this particular storytelling, no; the fact a robust piece of sniffing grew ever-so much irresistible, wanting to draw me closer than closest togetherness to embed my nose into the newly damp fabric, inhaling deeper once again with this time the green serpents bad boys had intentions.

Thee night last night on Friday went slow, but being cocooned for twenty-four hours was a survival experience skillset at this stage because a proportional increased of sizes based on small human boy versus over-towered monstrous beast of shades green dress socks that gained unknown strengthening power’s of beat motion controlling with their respectively abilities to either embodiment a consciousnesses would be thinking outside of thee realm to have static energy to harbour or harness accumulations the stinkier by manipulating altercation from their original owner Max to specific biological level inducement; so in nature, however, amplifications began with the latter wriggling rhythm like actual physical activity of toes are produced despite for the green serpents this was their heads, cause friction buildup overtime, allowing concentration of foulness moisture sweat to leak outside the material, surprisingly onto me away from the fibres.

Henceforth, overtime a combination of trapped moisture warmth ‘n’ bacterial growth mounts up to discolouration darkness phase, which everyone knows a morally superior pungent odour that is potentially potent, not dangerous or harmful, well a chance that some of you in the audience maybe knocked-out sooner or later whether quicks or delayed in thee easier process; because thee serpent socks energy was a protective shield to me by repelling my chances to seeking out freedom directly, sensing an actively influences to reveals its true nature presence to me moreover as a slight disruption if I attempted to evade or avoid would weaken me instantaneously, despite I’m hypnotised under thee pungent spellbound magically binding that showreels that breaking out of the cocoons enclosure wouldn’t be straightforward guaranteed… only experiencing a contrast in scents.

In confession mode everyone, as I layered inside the cosiness’s was a respite treat for me on this occasion on Saturday, a musky warm ‘n’ intensely familiar serpents of shades green dress socks wanted me to stay in the living room essence where nine days of Max’s blue-slate dress socks was all wriggling by now all teasing this one boy, meanwhile the personally pleasant aroma appeared to be tingling over me as the urge to re-sniff thee socked feet, but these serpents seemingly to be in charge de senses of mine: at a moment when I had thee excitement, I clenched my jaws closed, even though I had a black shiny dress socks still wrapped around my mouth anyways, especially at this expense he decided to lift their socked feet towards my face specifically my nose to make a big one sniff, but no ordinary sniff this time.

The grandest ever unveiling ever of richer potency vibes saw this through an imaginative lens in vividness cascade of being able to be coiled up, yes everyone, coiled up in a monstrously manner of four green serpent dress socks that had gained unknown powers to be conscious, using funky stink as their own unique energy for accumulating their intensity that increases with more wriggling ‘n’ squinting motions that causes static sensation in friction buildup; because as I looked at the dark green toe sockets as the head of the serpent, a lightning strike of wavelengths zapped them to be more than temperamental in behaviour onto me, so the whole zir foulness I love shall be not the fibres, but inside my soul.

A different kind of parasitic fungal override connection was being presented to me as a potential transformative change is rather a very unpredictable changes in hosts form in these zir storytelling environments which socks are shall be lurking, awaiting for a lad like me too come along ‘n’ use me their owning controls, but over time this trapped moisture with bacterial growth would lead to me disappearing within the slithering discoloured material, where apt subsequently a pungent smell in poor quality air would arise; but for the serpents consciousness shall embracing thee socks have deterred me from sniffing Max’s socked feet this’s time, however, his sized ten wide feet was approaching me, floating in the air as the coils of excess fabric tightness grip on me.

A protections stance has deepened since I was born to be in this position on planet earth, no, not aforementioned trap stuck under Max’s influence of stinkiest socks, but instead be part of the tales unfolding to rights understand how scent recognition can help me detect him by his own specific characteristics of natural beauty in odours, which shall unlock memories not traumas; for you as my audience imagine this everyone, join us smelling a scent of pure potency heaven, not hell by a monstrously green serpents socks that’ll become a symbol of zir stickiness in adhesion glue which’ll combine all thee elements of feet moistures of warmth ‘n’ inviting bacterial fungal activity to form as natural sorcery oils, a reservoir through prolonged wear.

With each breath we all shall take by inhaling the muskiest air in our surrounding atmosphere, well at close quarters to say the zir least, these green serpents spirits will becomes stronger as your heart has now descended upon the yeast children at the toes of sockets external thee material of Max’s prideful creation, leaving the rest to assign in your nose to rave where dancing spores are found partying, a whisper of play “we’ll be insider’s your zir nose, something too remembering us every times you sniffer us”, says the discoloured yeast, but don’t be afraid people, a smelly socks are just a reminder of our own existence; though, zir productions are company of sweaty as moisture, oils as a stench ‘n dirts from different sources when the footwear has been removed or added by the insoles, have then been forming new residue as biological agents, which are seemingly byproducts.

Listen up everyone, a little surprise to become when alivenesses come when Max destined his blue-slate socked feet to resting or shall I aptly say, clenching firmnesses then relaxation arching on my delicate nose in between the glorious toes, how much beauty can I haves too receive, but the green serpents socks have been watching this softs balancing act, with their assessing thee whole situation, how would the next sniffing performance takes shape?, the answer is coming up; clinging with his assured helper digits to suction would make a tacky surface to securely to my face, but a very sweet reward was arising any moment from nowhere.

Fore upon, the sweetest surprise was unwaveringly delicious one because all those photo shoots moments gathering togetherness remind my heartfelt gratitude memories apt, was when a serpent expanded upon touching Max’s zir socked feet ‘n’ during the last twenty-four hours the whole green dress socks are now bonding to his for a greater strengthens towards adhesions in stench; but my own focus though was unexpectedly, within the next fourteen minutes I would continue to sniff not just the usually socked feet, but including the serpents socks as wellness, which meant their shiny four year old black dress sock on my clog mouth wrapped would increase a dining taste as this would be feeding me thee feeling of relishing the complex tapestry of distinctive aromas.

Upon, with each inhalation, shall draw me furthermore into a new realm of consciousness which meant my sensory experience in a new world felt safe ‘n’ truly fulfilled by understanding; but a realm saw one’s own mind to wander through the darkness of fabric, a lot of fabric everyone, six to be precise with four serpents socks of green rancid nature ‘n’ the blue-slate adventurous spirit which traces of life evolves as colour pigment on the socks based on a single material being worn for exposure, allowing me to seeking out bountiful journeys… but the fungal stains are the starlight of favourable conditions, so they can indeed shine in flourishing.

The act of exploring these remarkable discoveries meant I could become more confident than just a typical routine exercise, but in this respective case a striking change of thee green dress socks serpents beckon to increase the speeding moisture retentions on their ability to contribute the energetic temperatures to a warmer environment in buried into because what’s quite interestingly was the strongest part of their adhesive glue re modifications madeup from socks of Max, as their natural owner, more powerful enough to withstand a tightened hold that’ll trigger them to be the tension clinging between me, while wriggling slight to their shifting spree for repositioning; this’ll add their own grasping to simultaneously attempt to keep drowning me in the machine.

This fundamentally principle wasn’t always a hobby in sniffing zir socks, but a very important aspect self awareness through which acceptance creates a positive attitude when expressing the trues natures of who I am as a humanly being, a one boy not afraid too show off my colours in an otherwise perfects healthy way upon a certain level of developmental curiosity sparks a desire interest in engaging a particular subject to be given space but patience by a society likes you as my beloved audience to be inspired, thinking about me in a different way; in this instance, a person shall be all interviewed by the socks’ in their enriched residency for residues that kept my nose in between Max’s socked toes that maintained a motion generation to a non-harmfully shaped pressure points that absorbs my nose fully, so no fresh oxygen could seep into the slightly lifted activities, only muskiest interplay.

A dynamic benefits the serpent green socks here in this article by featuring some other models that are available to amplify their all natural qualities to help stabilise themselves on my head that’ll a grip maximising their monstrous size intensity of immerse myself into the potent rotten intoxicating experiences, but I’m going too be honest here because you as my own audience wouldn’t have to endure this kind of fabrication of split ends of reality; specifics three different pairs of socks equalling to six socks’ on my head, which demonstrates how natural beauty variations on yeast shall commence at evolve in line between Max’s own fleshy feet ‘n’ the material of the socks entwines that a patterns arises significantly in the four green serpents socks ‘n’ the blue-slate socks would become more than odorous.

Influence of the thinness of the dress socks has their own root to gains by contrasting on how much quickest or best slow running delay possible cause Max’s feet too fast heater up based on how the weather changes ‘n’ thermal imaging productivity increases a socks’ of absolute chaos to enlighten a opportunity to improve zir pint of water rising like a pools of wetness humidity, when richest sweatiest too smelliest by dirtiness in their definition design shall buildup overtime, where emissions of a deeper thick persistence smell emanating from the toes are first detected, where my nose is currently was out of actionable order; for me a ritual was a bit ritual during these sessions necessary as the blue-slate socked feet were temporary locked on my nose where differences in hot green serpent socks versus cooler feet air shall be less than all a little saturated, but a denser pattern of stench mingle in my nose is a sharper minerals than metallics notes adding all smog cloud coverage intensification.

Meanwhile, a calming breezeway therapy was enrolling because theses odorous weren’t just mingling in my nose but in my whole body would surely keepsake to the next generationally spores to spontaneously be released ‘n’ spreading as a reaction texture for a certain multifunctional system of smallest naked to the eyes of minute cells from the socks’, whether blue-slate accompanied by the green serpent socks as wellness’s most potent indicator for a burst surge intensification; thence I’m able too be absorb thereby much sticky residue oils from thee toes as one is entranced by a state of consciousness’s influenced by immersing myself into the materials powerful enough vacuum’s to have a olfactory override experience to the maximum.

Layered combination create a tug that’s obviously immersive too me, but to my surprise the audience would be more than thinking twice about being invited too theses strangest lifeforms, because not everyones would indeed feel the survivalist instincts too face the pungent sensation head on like I did, but don’t worry, smellier socks aren’t just sweatiest socks but they’re all part of who we’re directly related to our own individualities, so there’s no point or all reasons to avoidance the stink whatsoever; an effectives solution isn’t to just remove the whiff odours, but to relish the identity that shapes us all together because each of our feet ‘n’ socks too all shoes ‘n’ slippers have been created as independent creation so no one has the same fungal species, for examples by anchoring our lives to breathe in muskiest feet like Max’s to occupy a space where no real chaos is dentition.

Only Max could aptly watch me as I’m ideally head cocooned up buried under thee turbulent warmth air of purest form happiness, where a gentles kiss of adorable loveable affections was enough to know these moments were worth cherished a self discovery to begin a lifetime ago when comfort as my heart companionship; a willingness was for me to share this storytelling series to my own audience as I’m reinforcing the notion that a sensory recognition was necessary without any regard to stereotypes or judgment to be bullied, but with all honesty, there’s no doubt that this tale has been made vulnerable, only to reshape how the minds of people connecting them to what I appreciate too what they don’t want all those facilitates their journey to accommodates their nose too be like “oh its not that bad”, or “stinky socks are always boys”, but to make a friendship a mighty strength.

Thee experience for me wasn’t a fetishised one nor obscure one remark about me being pictured vivid sniffing Max’s socked feet, but embracing my uniqueness stamp in finding joyous moments in particular private space details that others’ overlooks instantly by simple accusations of intimacies expression, but it zirs wasn’t because as these fourteen minutes where closing in ‘n’ the green socks serpents would releasing his blue-slate striped socked feet off my nose, however, an endurance was the main focus here for exploration that’ll symbolise my inner resilience to find beauty in the world that made me feel complete not abnormal.

Thanks for the opportunity to learn about Max’s dress socks in all wholeheartedly world of newest developmental modes like never before here on planet earth, this was an amazing reflection to be reminded absolute how far I’ve progressed since thee beginning night on Friday early evening everyone when I arrive, but there’s always still challenges to overcome in these reaffirmed moments to make sure my own life’s sensory journey continues to grow or improve my autism self awareness in identity preferences; in the meantime, living by seeing with my own eyes, those who zir likes socks shall be inspired or encouraged too take different steps to achieve their dreams in smelliest socks terms, such solace ‘n’ joy was earned through friendships trustable acknowledgement.

But the most vitals part was something was always hidden away in these socks placed into shoes, slippers or aptly washing sacks simply hidden away in protectiveness shields or indeed forgotten about inanimately abandoned, way before can I incite a specifics level of animate heartbeats for aliveness, but redefining theirs as a socks function to come to life from unknown sources of energy magic for imaginations existence means more love importantly to what we all fashionable wear on our fleshed skinned feet to be all warm, but remember thee one golden admission never a-shame or even embarrassed about being who you’re in this zir world we live in to shape; my act, however, was too represent my own self colours to be rightly bold by thriving away from the human flock.

Me sniffing out a sensory delightful wasn’t a quirk no fetishisation either because I wanted to endurance thee endlessly encounters of strengths by having Max’s smelliest socks with me all the time, like the two pairs I’m wearing now for instance, a darkly blue thin nicest loosen fitting socks with a largest baggier pair of grey with black toes sockets ‘n’ heels Jeep socks where the discolouration has extended to pink filaments on the first pair ‘n’ the second pair had browns fungus stain; by this point, therefore, I’m growing my own uniqueness’s fungible species that’s indeed uniquer than zir uniquely to me, which was for the same reason harbouring in the his green serpents socks as brown too yellowish-orangish in apt pigments… but remember the socks constructions has variations in colouration of unfinished fungal bloom. 

A celebration was for me relish my sensory accomplishments too reveals my trues favourite ability that I like to embrace by sharing my learning experiences with you as my inspirational audience, a whom teacher who wants to show you’ll resilience where I finally meet withdrew from my exploration to put a little halt in places for a whiles , so I could recline back and enjoy the one’s company of these green serpents socks coils connected to me by teasing my nose in a laughable playful manner; a profoundly self expression, which saw a relationship with Max as an individual endearments as a whole friend with a specially heart for me too seeks interest that others would overlook as prominently gross, but not me, no fear, no desire hides judgment ‘n’ a created space of safe space I’ve fulfilled by accepting myself.

“Owen our beloved boy, Sunday morning will arrive ‘n’ with a big hug of coiling squeezable embrace, you’re welcome to be invited for a realism’s special treat”, according to the serpents socks, “in our honour hearts of peacefulness and quietness shall enrich our life like Max our beloved ownerships did, too fuses mingle as one together filled with permanent happiness sniffing memories that’s been brought forth remodels the our timelines”, further explaining the serpents socks themselves, as a gift of significance would be presented tomorrow; but these stink a slithering constrictors they look straight at you as thee audience as something unusual was going to be seriousness, changing thee whole storytelling series on ‘The Endurance’, about which wasn’t about me zirs seeking a smelliest socks, but this destined path was mine to upon follow.

As the eyes are drawn by zooming into closer the green serpents socks a darker force inside these darken toe socks, the others off viewership was squinting hardest quick successions in all unison differently rhythmic wriggling tone, as something was apts indeed changing between thee earthly world ‘n’ enteral underworld, sees a mysterious crack open to claim me; but as the individual green serpent locked resonance on you’ll find that “Thee Endurance 2: The Contamination Of Secret Possession”, bears a hallmarks of another chapter enclosed in my ongoing life for self acceptance not recognition in sensory discovery.

As the storytelling fades, a reminder appears where, “remember you all create us sweatiest too smelliest by dirtiest socks ever of all different kinds ‘n’ sizes for anyone else feet to create a perfect stink that we can pursue to override you, but for this particular all boy, Owen, he won’t be able too stops what we have installed for him to make a changing eye shape”, proclaims the green serpent socks, which means never underestimate the power of aroma.

Next time - The Endurance 3: Secrets Are New Chapters.