"So you got him for me?" says a familiar sounding voice.
"You give me the rest of the money, and I give you shoe boy. I already sprayed him, so he won't be turning back any time soon. You're lucky you got small feet, or maybe his girlfriend had big ones, either way I think he should fit you," says the mugger.
"Oh, I don't know that they were any more than friends, but he seemed to always be screwing up life. When I overheard him and Jade talking about inanimate transformations, I figured this was my chance to screw up his life. Here's the money, now let's see if he fits."
The mugger lifts you off the hook, and hands you to Julian! That fem dude was always in your way, and you did sort of get off on making him squirm. Now it's his turn. Fuck, no! Don't take your socks off! your mind shrieks, as Julian prepares to put you on. You feel his sweaty bare feet penetrating you. His feet are wider than Jade's, and maybe a quarter or half inch longer, but his feet fit. He ties you up.
"You're sure he won't be changing back?"
"This stuff is supposed to be permanent, but the label says to reapply every 3 months to be sure. Just stop back in 3 months for another coat. If you don't do it, and he starts to change back, it will be extremely slow and painful. If he's partially changed, I got some stuff to change him into something else or back into these same shoes. It's a bit expensive and it only works when the subject is transitioning. But I could make him into your jockstrap or Speedo or bicycle pants?"
"I'm not gay, and neither is he," Julian says - though there's a hesitation in his voice that makes you wonder if he's lying about being gay or about thinking that you're not gay.
"Dude, it's about punishment and humiliation. Not about gay or straight. Think about it. He's living and breathing your foot odor for the next 3 months at least. You could keep him breathing that, or make him breathe your farts. Just saying."
"Hm? We'll see how well he holds up," Julian says, "I think I'll wear him home."
He gets on his bicycle, after putting his old shoes and socks in the bicycle saddle bags, and he starts pedaling.
You recognize some signs. The warehouse is about 10 miles from Julian's home and it's a hot day. His feet are going to be really sweaty.