"We'll make you into a nice big wide pair of silly clown shoes, with a face on the front and everything. It's settled!" he said as he threw magical glittering dust in the air towards the girl. She wasn't expecting things to go so fast, so she was a bit surprised by the sudden act.
"What's your name, before ya become footware?" he asked as she started to feel tingles.
"Catherine, but I go by Caty." she said as she felt very loose. like every single muscle in her body was relaxing all at once. She looked down and slid off the sandals, watching her already enlarged feet start to grow larger, and as they did, her legs began to sink into them, being absorbed into them to give them more mass. This happened much faster than she was anticpating and soon she had no legs, her torso sitting atop her feet giving her a very truncated look.
"Well, if we weren't turning you into shoes, I'd say this would be a hilarious clown look. I shall have to use it on someone soon." Roly Poly said with a devious grin. "And Caty, that's a nice name, but I fear it won't fit you very much in a few moments.
She felt her torso splitting, which should have been scary and painful, but it simply tickled and there was no gross stuff, just a clear line through her up to her head which also split down the middle. "Woahhhh" as her head on each part grew into an exact copy of the other.
"Two heads are always better than one. Even for shoes, I suppose." the clown mused.
The two halves began to rapidly descend towards the feet, absorbing even faster until nothing was left except the head on each foot, a very bizarre sight that even managed to frighten away a park visitor or two. She giggled at the sensation of being in two places at once, but was unsure if she was 100% okay with what was happening.
Roly picked up the feet and smiled as he pushed on each head until it seemingly popped and spread out over each shoe. The head turned to rubber and moved quickly all over, solidifying and hardening into the shell of a shoe. Where the head had been was a hole for a foot to be inserted, and on the toe of each shoe was a silly face with exaggerated features.
Dazed, the girl sat there, looking up at the clown above her, who slid her onto his feet, the pressure of his toes sending immense waves of pleasure through her.
"There we go, Laces." he said. "I regret to inform you that you probably won't want to turn back after I go for a walk with you, but that's the fun of the thing, to change you forever!" he giggled.
She wanted to reply, but all she could do was grin stupidly on each shoe.
"Let's go for our walk now" he laughed.