Linda is standing on two round boulder-like blobs where her feet used to be. Underneath is rather flat from walking around the house, putting her weight on it, so they almost resemble soles on a normal foot. Linda loved caressing the new shape.

It was only this morning she gotten the lotion in the mail expecting soft feet with ten toes, now reduced to fleshy clumps. Not the results she expected but she knew she wanted more and after reading the print of the emptied tube, she found a local store which sold more of the same tubes. So she decided to go out and get some more.

The only problem is, she wasn't exactly sure how she was going to go out in public with feet like those, so she searched her bedroom for an appropriate shoe for her misshapen feet. She found a pair of high heels, they were her favorite. Simple, black, strapless heel that could be easily slipped on and off. She knew it was unlikely to fit but wanted to try anyway. She sat down on the floor and tried to cram one foot into the shoe. It was a lot more difficult since her foot was considerably wider than usual and isn't pointed at the end. After a lot of squeezing she manage to get the first shoe on. She then tried to put on the other shoe, with a bit of flexibility left in her feet from the cream, she managed to finally get the last shoe on.

After a sigh with relief, Linda got herself up, leaning against a wall. Carefully taking one step at a time she moved her self along the wall across the room. As she reached the bedroom door, she felt a split and looked down to see one of her shoes have indeed broken from the pressure. Annoyed she removed the shoes and went back to her closet. Shoe after shoe she couldn't find anything appropriate. That was until she found a pair of sandals she had probably only worn once. They were relatively plain looking, but had thin straps which could be adjusted to a pretty long length which was handy in this situation.

So after modifying the sandals to fit her feet the best they can, she decided to wear a long skirt that touches the ground. Now that she is all ready she went out the front door. Internally she was debating whether to drive (rather risky), walk (takes a little while but manageable) or catch the bus (possibly awkward). She decided to walk there.

Fortunately the weather was nice enough to walk, even though the long skirt was making her a tad hot. The walk to the store would be about 25 minutes and time seemed to fly quite fast. But Linda couldn't stop thinking what else she could do with her feet once she gets her hand on the lotion. Nearly there, she knew the area well because all the shops are in close proximity. As she was getting close, she walked past a nail salon and took a quick glance. She lamented the fact that her toes had gone and can no longer get pedicures the way she would have used to be able to and wasn't sure if she'd remain toeless forever.

Her shoes were starting to get uncomfortable so she waited for the next alleyway to turn to, to take them off and put in her purse. Walking her last couple minutes barefooted she was finally there. the store was almost like a chemist, 'AltMart', the name that was read on the packaging. She entered but decided not to ask anyone but after briefly scanning the shop with her eyes she spotted the isle it she would find the lotion. She marched straight for the isle without making eye contact with anyone around. Her bare feet making loud, meaty clumps with each foot step, only making her more nervous. She found the tubes and there was one left so she grabbed it. She marched back to the front of the store and made the purchase and made haste from the store.

Linda mainly had one thing on her mind, to go back home as soon as she can and use the last newly purchased tube on herself. Another thought that crossed her mind was that she should have worn stockings which would better hide her deformed feet and maybe make people think she was wearing casts underneath. Upon leaving the area of shops Linda heard a voice.

"Linda!"

She badly wanted to ignore it but resisted the urge to be rude. It was her friend Jess.

"Linda! How is it going?" Jess said with a smile that was secretly irritating Linda.

"You know... just getting a thing or two" Linda didn't care how awkward she sounded she just wanted to get home.

"That's great!" Jess replied back "I see you bought some new shoes, I suppose those look quite worn out" She motioned her head towards the stretched out sandals sticking out of Linda's bag".

Linda laugh nervously. "Yeah they were,". She really just wants to go home now. "I really should be heading back now though".

"Sure... well goodbye." Jess said no longer smiling obnoxiously "Is it just me or you seemed to have gotten taller?"

Linda's height is because the length of her feet got reduced and basically compressed underneath. "Its probably the new shoes".

"Of course" Jess nods. "Can I see them?"

"Bye" Linda says abruptly as she couldn't wait any longer and swiftly walks off toward the bus stop. The clouds look like its going to rain now and Linda doesn't want to walk that much more so she decides to take the bus. On her way she finds a small alley and considers for a moment to open the lotion and put some on but instead decides to wear her sandals again. Before putting on the shoes she tries to brush off the dirt from her soles which were from walking on dirty ground.

She sees the bus come and gets on but unfortunately has to stand up. It is not a long ride thankfully but felt long from her eagerness to play with her feet some more. The only other thought to come to Linda's mind, is her wondering how much a kick from her foot would hurt her annoying friend Jess, or anyone around her on the bus. It finally stops near her street when she immediately gets off.

"Hey you dropped this!"

Linda looked behind and someone was holding up her broken shoe. She did not care, and kept walking. She was holding up her skirt so it didn't get wet, no one really would have saw her feet anyway, not that she cared. Finally she reached the front door, wiped both feet on the mat and slammed open the door. She was greeted by an unexpected surprise.

"Linda?" Linda was frozen still. She wasn't expecting her flatmate Jeff to be home this early. "What's wrong with your feet?!"