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Hung up on the store’s rack, Bailey was more than excited. Sure, she hadn’t been bought yet but she was ready to be. Here she was, just another pair of flats among many, helplessly strung upon on the top rack, above all the other shoes.

Just the thought of her being said pair was hot but actually living it… Well, it was almost all too much. Everything was all set and she just needed another woman to buy. That was the whole kicker. She wanted to belong to a woman who viewed her as nothing but a regular pair of flats.

For quite a while, Bailey had been wanting to live this fantasy. Having garnered quite the love of inanimate transformations she longed to try it out. And while, yes, it was possible, it was still quite expensive to go through it. She’d live her fantasy, just not yet.

Finally though, after a couple more months, a mass-market TF powder was introduced, with permanent and temporary options. Bailey quickly got herself some, the type that would keep her as shoes permanently. With her means of transforming set, she just needed someone to help her into a store.

She didn’t have to search far for the person. Her best friend Mary happened to work at Target, so after a quick back and forth she agreed to help her friend out. Meeting her in the back room of the store, Bailey was beyond excited to undergo her fantasy.

Within minutes she was living it, or at least part of it. Now hung on the rack, she got to see all types of women passing her by. Some looking for flats, some sneakers. All of them would pass their eyes over her, making her truly feel helpless. 

After a couple of days, it had started to feel routine. Every once in a while a woman would wander over to this section of the store, look over her and some shoes, and walk away without her. It had begun to get infuriating, especially when a pretty woman would decide on another pair.

A little over a week after she joined the rack she was finally bought, albeit not by who she wanted. More than anything she hoped to become the possession of a hot twenty-something, hopefully a dom type, with blonde hair. Her new owner was quite the opposite.

She was seemingly in her fifties, somewhat crotchty, with brunette hair. Essentially she looked like a pissed-off teacher, someone she didn’t want to belong to. But there was nothing she could do, she was just a helpless pair of flats.

So she was pulled off the rack, put into her cart, bought, and brought back to her house. Bailey was set aside by her other shoes and left alone. Soon she was to be worn, her body to be filled by this middle-aged woman’s feet. To her and everyone else, she was now just a pair of flats.

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