Our story picks up about a week after our previous one. Mel was talking to her best friend Abby after school one day, when suddenly the conversation turned into a sadder one, as Abby looked down at her feet for a moment.

"You know, I got this pair of shoes about a year ago. Maybe it's time to get rid of them."

This gave Mel an idea. "Do you have an extra pair of shoes in your car" she inquired. "Yeah, I have my backup running shoes in there. Why?" Mel was beginning to get excited, but was able to get out "follow me back to my house. I wanna show you something."

Abby was the same age as Mel, and every bit as pretty. She wasn't quite as popular as Mel, but still had her fair share of friends. She was a runner, who today was wearing her white & pink Nike Shox NZ. They were worn out, but were not trashed by any means, as Abby liked to take good care of her shoes. When they arrived at Mel's house, she asked Abby to switch to her extra pair of gray and blue Saucony Hurricanes, using the excuse that the carpets were just cleaned, and the Sauconys were never worn and wouldn't be as dirty. So Abby obliged, and threw the Shox in the grass next to the driveway. "I'm getting sick of these" she said. "They're just old and I don't want them anymore." Mel saw this as her chance.

"Do you want to trash them with me?"
"What?"
"Remember what I told you I did with my old cheer shoes? Why don't we do that with your shoes?"
"I don't know..."
"Come on! It'll be fun! How about this. You can go into my closet and pick a pair of mine. I'll do yours and you can do mine."
"I can pick any pair of yours I want to destroy? Ok, deal."

Mel giggled excitedly as she grabbed the Shox from the yard and went into the house. Abby went into the closet with purpose and returned with what she was looking for, Mel's brand new black and blue Nike Dual Fusions, stating "I've never liked these. Sorry." Mel pouted a bit, but agreed. They went down to the kitchen with their selections. Abby selected a bowl of instant oatmeal that she had made, a bottle of caramel, and when Mel wasn't looking, an electronic kitchen knife made for cutting easily through meats. Mel then grabbed a bottle of red wine, and a bottle of chocolate, determined to stain Abby's Shox more than her Dual Fusions. The two rushed upstairs to the bathroom to begin.

After they took position in the tub with the two pairs of shoes sitting in between them, Abby looks nervous as Mel uncaps the bottle of red wine. "Mel, I'm not sure about this" she stammered. "Too late!" Mel exclaimed, as she tipped over the bottle of wine, which spilled onto the white leather below them. Abby shrieked a bit as she watched the wine run down the leather, soaking into the tongue and laces, instantly and permanently staining them. "Hehe. Look, they're even more pink now!" Abby said. "My turn." She picked up the bowl of oatmeal, and filled up the right shoe with the clumpy white substance, which slapped onto the never-touched insole of the shoe, slapping loudly. Mel moaned a bit, which made Abby giggle, as she proceeded to empty the rest of the bowl into the left shoe, until both were full to the brim with oatmeal. Mel laughed and told her she was getting the hang of it. Abby, feeling a rush of excitement, opened up the caramel, and watched in pleasure as it slowly poured out of the bottle, running down the tongue, engulfing the laces in brown, and running down the sides, covering the virgin-white Nike swoosh in the process. Looking up at Mel, she then said, I have a surprise for you" as she pulled out the knife from her bag and turned it on. "Hey!" Mel yelled as she realized what was about to happen. In defense, she splashed what was left of the bottle of wine towards Abby, which landed all over her legs, running down and splashing her Sauconys, giving them their own red tint. "Oh no!" Abby cried as she assessed the damage. "I haven't even worn these to run yet! Now they're ruined! And look at my socks! They're destroyed!" Mel apologized, but then got another idea. "Since they're ruined anyway, stick your socks inside my Dual Fusion." Abby thought about it, then took off her stained Sauconys, and slowly pushed her socked foot into the oatmeal-filled shoe. She couldn't help but moan a bit as her foot slid inside slowly, making the oatmeal pour out the backs and covering the shoes even more. She repeated with the other shoe, until they were both on. "How does it feel" Mel inquired. "SO good" was Abby's reply, which was given in such a way that gave Mel the impression she was trying hard to not have an orgasm. Mel giggled a bit, and dumped the bottle of chocolate inside the Shox, afterward putting them on.

Suddenly, Abby had an idea. "You ruined 2 pairs of mine, I should ruin 2 pairs of yours!" She stood up in the tub, still wearing the Nikes, and reached across the room, where Mel's favorite brown moccasins sat on the floor. She turned on the knife, and before Mel could object, she pushed the knife down the soft cloth until the shoe was cut into two separate pieces. Pieces of her moccasin fell and lined the floor of the tub. Seeing them killed in such a brutal way turned Mel on, and she found herself rubbing herself once again through her shorts. Noticing this, Abby yelled "Oh yeah, you like that?" "Yessssss" was the reply. Abby took off the right Nike, took the knife, and started cutting down the toe, ripping through the fabric with ease, earning a loud moan from Mel. The knife labored a bit, but cut through the sole, completely separating the two. Oatmeal poured out the new hole, causing Mel to scream as she had an orgasm. She cut the tongue out next, then cut off the back, leaving only the sides standing attached to the sole. She repeated the process with the other shoe, leaving nothing attached to the bottom, which brought on another scream and orgasm from Mel. She picked up the other moccasin and began ripping out the material that lined the inside, covering the tub with white fuzz. She then cut the shoe in half long ways, throwing the halves at Mel and laughing. Mel snatched away the knife, kicked off the Shox, and began carving them up like a turkey, until they could no longer be identified as shoes. She put down the knife, then began surveying the situation. "Can I have those Sauconys? You're not going to wear them anyway, I'd like to have some fun with them!" Mel asked exhaustedly. Abby agreed, on the condition that she could wear a pair of Mel's home that night, since she was now shoeless. Mel agreed, as she threw the Sauconys into the closet. Abby picked out a pair of Mel's brown suede clogs, and slipped them on. With a wink, she looked at Mel and told her she'd take good care of them. "I'm really sorry about ruining your Sauconys. I didn't mean to hit those" Mel said as Abby reached for the doorknob.

"It's ok. It's just another pair to ruin. And we will be doing that again. Plus, we can go get more now so we have to new ones to play with!"

Mel laughed and waved as Abby walked out to her car and pulled away. Walking away from the door, she happily thought to herself "yessssssss!" as she went to clean up the bathtub.