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“So glad you decided to help out with my school project, sis, I wouldn’t know what I was going to do without you. You were the only one I knew who’d help me out with this, so thank you again.” Sienna taunted. “I can only imagine all the fun you’re having down there, forced to taste my feet. At least you’ll only be in this form for a week, you can manage that, right?”

Emma simply just wanted out of this. She had never become clothes before, let alone something so disgusting. Having always found feet disgusting this was torture to her, which was exactly why Sienna asked her to do this. Sure, she could’ve asked her boyfriend to do it but she found it much more enjoyable to have her sister in this form.

The look on her face, as she transformed into the socks, was priceless, watching as the sudden realization hit her as her flesh became fabric. Emma was beyond shocked as she transformed into a pair of socks, then again she was told that she’d become some article of clothing not what she’d become. Surely she’d get extra credit for that, especially with how much her teacher hated non-mages.

In fact, the more she could torture Emma in this former the higher her grade would be boosted. It was almost fate that she was given the sock requirement. The whole project revolved around transforming a non-mage into clothing and wearing them from any time from a day to a week, although, you couldn’t choose what they’d become. In class, every student was given an article of clothing they had to transform someone into.

Despite not knowing how exactly Emma was feeling Sienna could already almost perfectly imagine how she was. In one of the earlier class periods, she and the rest of the class were transformed for a day into clothing for some random clothing. Her ideas of her feelings weren’t that far off, especially how much she hated it.

Emma was beyond comfortable with her sister’s feet jammed into her mouth, her body conforming to the shape of them. Any little toe wiggle would be mimicked by her fabric form. The smell was simply unbearable, a mix of funk sweat, and grime was all that her former nostrils were subjected to. The taste was even worse, it felt like her tongue was all over her bodies so she could taste her sister’s foot sweat, the dirt grime on her soles, her disgusting toenails which painfully dug into her thin fabric, and whatever else was on her sister’s feet as well as whatever stuck to her bodies.

Scrunching her toes around in her, Sienna could already picture Emma’s reaction. An intense disgust coiled with most likely a scream, with how thin she was it probably didn’t feel good, which in fact it didn’t. With how tortuous these first few minutes were, how was she supposed to last a week of this? Hell, this was honestly pretty tame for what Sienna had in store.

She had conveniently gotten a gym membership the day before and had been itching to work out there. So, it would seem that today would be the perfect to try it out, especially since she planned on going there every day for the rest of the week. Without another thought towards her sister, she slipped on her old, ratty sneakers. Emma was blinded as she was shoved into the shoes, the smells from which were even worse than her feet. As she took her first step in her sister, Sienna decided to focus on only cardio today.

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