Hypnotherapist & My Wife's Feet

Having a foot fetish, and falling in love with my beautiful wife but without seeing her bare feet only but a few times prior to our marriage, it became apparent that she had a phobia and didn't want me touching or looking at her little beauties. That became a huge problem of course.

She explained to me that her deceased father had teased her about her little feet as a child, while he massaged them and tickled them at times - so she grew to hide her tiny feet and feel very weird as a teen or young adult when exposing them in public. Her father was not a pervert or anything like that, just playful tickling and teasing a young child of his own.

I spoke to a psychologist friend from the foot community and he said that my wife had "podophobia" and would likely need some "mental reversal" as he called it, involving hypnotherapy. As a trained hypnotherapist, he happily volunteered to undergo the procedure with my wife and her size 6 feet, though I had no idea what his plan was and either did she.

But sure enough, the therapy worked and I am glad to say our life has been wonderful, full of many foot fetish adventures involving her gorgeous feet which she had been hiding most of her life. The hypnotherapist used the word "podophobia" as the trigger that moved my wife from self-consciousness to outright foot flirt.

My foot fetish doctor friend hypnotized my wife in a separate room, then brought her by the hand to the patients' couch in his office where she laid down, relaxing quitely for the session. He gave her a nice warm mask to put on so she could better concentrate on the exercise. She was wearing a light blue suit jacket and pink top, with a black knee high skirt, nylons and feet covered up, of course, in black lace up ankle booties. The doctor sat in a separate chair at the foot of the couch.

The following are the transcripts from the session:

Doctor: Do you know who you are speaking to young lady?

Michelle: No, not really. The doctor?

Doctor: No this isn't the doctor, Michelle. This is your father.

"Daddy!?"

Doctor: Yes honey, I want to talk to you - and you to me.

"Okay Daddy. Should I take my feet off of the couch. Is that why you are touching them?

Doctor: I love your boots and want to take a closer look at them, my dear. So don't mind me while I take them off your cute little feet.

"Daddy I don't want you to unlace my boots?"

Doctor: I am unlacing them so that I can see your little feet honey.

"I am going to run if you do, father."

Doctor: Podophobia.

"No Daddy. Please don't they are so tiny and tickliish. But I can't move them."

Doctor: Oh, I know honey, I remember tickling them when you were little. Podophobia.

"Daddy, don't pull my feet out of my boots please."

Doctor: Don't struggle little one. Yes they're as tiny as I remember. I like your pink socks by the way. Let me take this other boot right off too. There!, two pink socks. Two cute feet.

"Oh, Daddy. They are nice new socks. Fluffy. Is that why you are rubbing your big hands all over them?"

"No no Daddy, don't pull my socks off.

Doctor: Don't pull away. Don't squirm. Remember how I used to tickle your feet, Sweetie. You would freak out but I would hold them so you couldn't get away. But I promise I won't tickle them. Not too much anyway. Haha.

"Okay Daddy, be careful though okay."

Doctor: Oh, my gawd, the beauty of your feet honey.

"They're ugly."

Doctor: I am so sorry I teased you but I never said they were ugly. Just small. I don't know where you got that from. Honey, your feet are just the perfect size. It says size 6 on the bottom of your cute little booties. Do you know that is the size shoes they put on display at a ladies' shoe store? It's because they are dainty and feminine and perfect. They make the shoes look their best. By the way, your socks smell like perfume.

"Don't smell my socks? Ewwwww."

Doctor: But they smell really quite lovely. Ummmmmmmmmmm. Remember how I used to pull your socks off?

"Yes Daddy, I do remember you pulling them off and tucking my feet under your arm while you tickled them and I laughed and squirmed.

Doctor: Now I want to see if you painted your toes. You used to paint them as a teen then try like crazy to cover them up so nobody could see them.

"I still liked them to look pretty. I am just shy to show others."

Doctor: Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh... Gawwwwwd... Ummmmmmmmm...

"Do you like the color of my toes?"

Doctor: They are the most beautiful things I have ever seen.

"Don't lick my toes Daddy."

Doctor: But I must honey, don't you remember me sucking your toes?

"You never did that!. Ewwwwww."

Doctor: I want to see if I can suck all of your toes into my mouth. But first...

"Daddy don't rip my pantyhose."

Doctor: But then I can see your pedicure much better. Did you do this yourself?

"Yes of course, I couldn't have someone touching my feet."

Doctor: Podophobia. First your big toes.

"Yuk.. wet toes covered in saliva. Ewwwwww."

Doctor: Your toe tips are so round. Your toes descend across at a perfectly straight angle.

"Don't you remember what they look like?"

Doctor: Um, of course Honey. Your nail beds are deep and your soles so wrinkly and soft. Your arches so deep and soft.

"Daddy, why are you kissing my feet?"

Doctor: I am making love to them to prove to you how beautiful they are.

"I can hear you masterbating, Daddy."

Doctor: Podophobia. Yes honey. Because your feet are so sexy.

"Oh my gawd. Nobody has ever been aroused by me feet before."

Doctor: I am sure many guys would be turned-on by your little beauties. Don't you remember me kissing your feet and jacking off on them when you were younger?

"You never did that, Daddy! You're silly."

Doctor: Podophobia. Now your whole foot needs to go into my mouth. All five toes. This will be delicious.

"Daddy, don't tickle my foot too. Ahhhhh! Quit. Stop. Oh no. hahahahahahahaha"

Doctor: Oh, oh, oh, oh... gawd... Jesus! Your fucking feet. So goddam beautiful.

"Did you cum, sucking on my toes and ticking my feet Daddy?"

Doctor: Yes dear. Now do you believe me how beautiful your feet are?

"I guess...."

Doctor: Podophobia. From this time forward, you will use your beautiful feet to your advantage. To please your husband, to tease other people, to get ahead in life. Podophobia. Your feet are among the most beautiful in the world. You must never hide them again. Do you understand, Sweetie?

"Yes Daddy."

Doctor: Now come with me, Phil is waiting for you in the room next door. Awaken!

"Oh wow... My shoes... my socks."

Doctor: Yes I had to remove them for the session. How do you feel.

"Really quite good, Doc. Thanks."

Doctor: Do you want to put your shoes on, Phil is in the waiting room. Podophobia.

"No Doctor, I think I may just let him put them on for me."