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“You work quite well with my outfit, Melissa,” Zoe told her shoes.”I was hoping you would, and I knew you would, but still, it’s nice to see. Especially for someone who's never been my clothes, let alone anything else but a human. Y’know, it’s like you’re a natural at this.”

“I can already see that I’m going to include you in a lot of outfits in the future. Not as footwear though, probably a shirt, skirt, or something like that. I’ll also tell you when I’m going to transform you. And no, you’re not going to be an outfit as soon as you're done here.”

“It would be a bit rude to thrust you into my wardrobe again, plus you’re definitely going to need some time to relax. Being shoes is one of the most draining pieces of clothing you could become, and you’re a pair of them, so… It’s going to be a while before you’re worn by me again.”

“As this is your first time, I would normally go easy on you but that isn’t really practical, is it? What am I going to do, walk slower, don’t step as hard? All that would be very hard to manage, so you’re going to get the full treatment. I hope that you can deal with it, but if not, then…well… your next form will be a lot more comfortable. So, good luck, and I’ll talk to you at the end of the day.”

Melissa was quite scared to see how she was going to survive this. Not only had she never been worn before, but she had always hated feet. Now, with two of them firmly planted on and in her bodies, she could do nothing but be in fear. Though, she did have a bit of comfort. Zoe seemed kind enough to her, she wasn’t going to leave like this so that was good.

Plus she had heard from her other friends how she treated them, and they all said she was quite cautious. But, those friends had never been her footwear. They had all said that she was going to retain her senses, which became readily apparent as soon as her feet entered her body.

She could intimately taste her feet, and the sweat produced by them. She was forced to back in their musk as they imprinted their scents into her. Although, the smells and tastes weren’t all too terrible, they were disgusting sure, yet manageable. They were definitely something that she could get used to.

In a normal way though. She wasn’t a foot pervert. But that didn’t mean this wasn’t all bad. Having had a crush on her for a while, Melissa was liking this treatment by Zoe, being completely under her control. Hell, though afraid to admit it, she kind of liked being her shoes thus far. A notion that was soon to become undeniable as she absorbed more of her sweat into her insoles. 

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