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“Whew, what a day, what a day! God was it exhausting. Finally, though, it’s over. I know I’m glad it is, wouldn’t you agree, Mom?” Addison asked her mom. Wanting for a response, she remembered that she couldn’t talk while around her feet.

Reaching down at her left foot, she peeled some of the sock off her foot, allowing her mom to weakly speak. “I…uh…agree. Now…Addison…pl-please transform me back.” “Now why would I do that,” she quickly responded, as she pulled her back over her foot. “You and I both know that this form is better for you!”

Earlier that day, the mother and daughter had gotten into a fight. The two were no strangers to them. Ever since she turned 18, Addison had begun to act more independent, and so on. Part of that meant skipping as much of her senior year as possible.

Due to this, her mom had been constantly getting on her ass about it. Anytime she’d miss a day she’d be met with her chastizement and threats of taking her car. For the most part, she’d brush her off, but at a certain point, it just grew fairly annoying.

Just about every other day she’d have to hear it, how she was throwing away her future. Finally, though, she reached a point where she could bear it no longer. As such, she devised off a way to get her off her ass. And this morning was when she enacted it.

Having decided to go to class today, she definitely didn’t want to hear any of her mom’s shit. So, when she made some snide comment about her actually going that day, she snapped. Yelling at her mom, she pulled out her phone and pointed it at her.

Swiftly opening the TFapp, in a heartbeat she transformed her mom into a pair of clean, white socks. “If you’re so concerned about me going to school, why don’t you tag along with me as my socks!” Addison angrily told her as she slipped her mother’s body over her feet.

Stomping her onto the ground a couple of times, she soon thereafter introduced her to her worn sneakers. Happy to not hear her anymore, Addison finished getting ready for the day before heading off to class, eager to send her mom through her average school day.

Her mom had never expected her to respond this way, and as such she was more than shocked when she found her own daughter’s feet in her bodies. Or more accurately her mouths. With the inside of her new cotton bodies being made of her tongue, she could taste everything.

So, she was forced to taste her daughter’s washed feet, all the sweat that had been produced by them, and all the dirt that had gotten stuck to her bare soles. The tastes on their own were disgusting, but together they were revolting! Same as the scent of her feet.

Scents and tastes which, as the day progressed, got worse and worse as they started to stain her virgin white fabric. She was kept in her shoes for the entire day, until a couple hours after she came home. She had hoped that by then she’d be taken off, but no.

“Well, that’s enough talking from you today. I think we can agree that we both love having you as my socks, so, why don’t I extend your stay? I know you’ll enjoy it, as I will too. Today is Monday after all, and I feel quite inspired to head to class, so why not show you more of my school, hehe.”  

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