"God dammit!" you hear a female voice yell in your mind. "What the fuck have you done to me!" You figure it's the latina talking. "Wow, since you're now attached to me, we can communicate mentally. Cool." you say. Your latina feet wiggle their toes. "Cool!? No, it's not. Put me back to normal before I call someone!" she demands. A chuckle escapes you. "Sorry, but you are permanently my feet now. And to be honest, I really like being like this. Do you even understand how much of a turn on this is for me?"
"I don't care.I want to go back to normal. I have a life you know!" she pleas. "A life, yes you do." you reply. "Mine. Since you are now attached to me, you are now in my life. Boy, this is going to be so much fun." You silently make a wish to be able to silence the latina girl's voice whenever you want. "Now to get my feet cleaned up."
After washing your tanned, tiny feet, you slip back on your flip flops. "Hmm, maybe I should go through my new shoe collection. Who knows what kind of cool shoes I own now." you smiled and wiggled your dainty toes.