Jackie is walking through the street, it is evening and she is now unburdened by the large feet she once had. Its been a few hours since Jackie visited the clinic to get treatment for her feet.

She had just bought some ballet flats, but they are a smaller size than before. Size 8's which is nearly half previous size of about 14. The bare freckled skin on the top of her feet are exposed with her feet fitting quite well into those size 8 flats. 

Jackie reaches her front door of her home and she enters and turns of the television. After she settles down, she sits down on the ground and decides to slip off her flats. Having taken them off, there is immediately something different about her feet. 

They don't look like any ordinary feet, they have taken shape of the inside of the shoe, like it has been molded to perfectly fit these flats. Instead of toes is just more of the foot's mass, still freckled on top. The end where the toes would be are sort of rounded off to match the rounded/pointed end of the shoe. The shape of the soles of her feet matched the insole of her shoes, with the soles continuing up to the sole-end.

But because of this, she doesn't have individual toes and there is no nails on top. It just looks like the rest of the top of the foot.

Rubbing her fingers along her soles, admiring her new feet, she slapped the feet against the tiles on the floor, to hear the sound it makes, ignoring whats on the television.

The doctor let her keep the rest of her feet in putty form, unlike her feet which are stuck the way they are, the putty is still malleable.

Jackie then remembered something on the way out. She was given a card by a stranger in the waiting room. That there is someone interested in buying freckled feet putty and pay a high price for it. She gave her a card and told her to come meet someone named Helena at a certain address.

The address happens to be a place where you can get your feet massaged, she knows this because the card had a coupon for a free massage and pedicure from the place. Pedicure would incomplete since she has no individual toes or toenails on her feet so it would be slightly pointless but its the thought that counts.

Still, she found it weird that the stranger met her at the right time. Anyway she grabbed the packaged putty, and the coupon and followed the address. She was hoping they would anticipate the appearance of her feet before they gave it a massage.