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Callie wasn’t sure what happened. One moment she was sitting at her computer browsing the internet the next, she was lying flat on the ground unable to move. She had already tried talking and found she couldn’t. Weirdly she felt flat and a lot smaller than usual. Unable to do anything but stare upward, time around her grew slow. After what could've been hours or minutes, a woman came into her view.

She was in her twenties, had long blonde hair, extremely beautiful, and was the only person who could help her. Callie didn’t know why she was suddenly immobile, maybe this woman would know. Walking up to her, the woman stared at her in caution, almost as if she wasn’t expecting to see her there. “I guess I don’t have to buy a new insole.” she mused to herself before grabbing Callie.

Kathy wasn’t sure what happened to her other insole. She knew exactly when she put it but it seemed as know it suddenly disappeared. Looking around her apartment she didn’t find it. There was no place where it could’ve gotten lost, her house was pretty open and had very few hiding places.

After a few minutes of repeated searching she decided to give up. Normally she didn’t have to buy new insoles this quickly, at least this time it wasn’t her fault. It wasn’t her fault she couldn’t remember when she put it, but it was her fault those other times she practically ruined them with how hard she went on them.

As she reentered her living room she was greeted with her insole on the ground. ‘So this is where it’s been.’ she thought, confused that it was here. She had checked in here like five times so why did she see it now? Although, it looked rather different. From the heel to the toe there was a visage of a beautiful young, blue-haired woman.

Why it was there she didn’t know, but she didn’t care, she had found her lost insole. Kathy grabbed it and brought it back to her bedroom. From there she carelessly shoved it into her sneaker and put it on. Standing on it she noticed how, for some unknown reason, the insole felt extremely comfortable. It was almost as if it was giving her foot a massage.

The insole was certainly going to come in handy, seeing as she was about to go for a run. Putting on her other sneaker she was disappointed that its insole wasn’t comfy, at least she had one that was though. Walking out of her home she made sure to put extra force on the comfortable insole, something compelled her to.

As she was shoved into the sneaker Callie began to freak out. It finally clicked for her to what happened. She had somehow transformed into an insole and was about to be worn! The musk of the shoe began to envelop her as she was settled into place. It frankly smelt and tasted disgusting in there, but there was nothing she could do to escape it.

Without warning the woman’s foot began to enter the shoe and stomped down on her. Her face was directly under her heel, causing her vision to be blocked. Now all she could do was feel, hear, smell, and taste. The woman’s sole tasted awful and smelt equally as bad. Callie then experienced her first step in her new prison.

For a moment the woman’s foot left her form then stomped back down onto her, sandwiching her between the foot and bottom of the shoe. Once more this was repeated again and again as the force of it grew more intense as it seemed that the woman started running. Still, Callie wasn’t sure how this even happened to her but she was certain of one thing, she wanted out of this.


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