Ryan checked out the size 10 converse all-stars, even though they were a size too big he felt drawn to them. They reminded him of the cool kids in high school who would skate into class half an hour late reeking of that sickly sweet weed scent. "Well they do say guranteed to fit and this is the only size, can't hurt to try!"
He took them to the weird changing room in the back and pulled off his plain size 9 shoes and slipped on the shoes. A strange warmth came over him. He stopped and looked down at his ugly white socks sticking out. It didn't feel quite right so he removed the shoes and his plain long socks and then put the shoes back on his bare feet. "I look just like them now" he muttered sarcastically. Suddenly the shoes seemed to heat up and he felt like his feet were on fire! Instead of burning him though the heat felt orgasmic, like a pleasure he'd never felt before and couldn't handle! "Oh what are they... ahhh doing I can't ohhhh... I need to uh get these offfff" he stuttered between moans trying to pull off the shoes but now they seemed stuck to his skin. His toes curled in pleasuring, wiggling as if to tease him. They grew just a bit, his feet getting narrow and cute with elongated toes becoming a size 10 to perfectly fit the shoes. He found himself thinking about cute feet. "Wait cute feet I'm not even into that or guys, I... oooooh fuck yeah that feels good yeah ahhhh I guess sexy feet ain't so bad..." he groaned in deepening pleasure as the shoes affected his mind.
His thin legs with soft brown hair began to thicken, still staying pretty thin but now with ample toned muscle and a fresh coating of thicker black hair going up under his shorts. They began to change too, morphing into large cargo shorts that hung down past his knees, exposing his baggy boxers. He could feel the material rubbing against his cock as if jerking him off. The pleasant soft material gently caressing his sensitive glands causing him to thrash in pleasure, his moaning louder and louder.
"Please stop ahhh I can't take it" he cried at the top of his lungs not noticing his voice getting slightly younger sounding. Too bad no one could hear him in the 'changing rooms'. "Help please" he managed to gasp, his voice now deeper as his adams apple stuck out but distinctively teenage sounding and off. He lifted his shirt to see a 4 pack of toned abs appear and a dense well groomed treasure trail coat them. A similar patch of black hair grew between his pecs which were now bigger and showed through his new Vans brand shirt. His cock got harder as his hands found his way to his now much more sensitive nipples causing him to orgasm in his shorts. A golden brown tan started to spread across his body sending him waves of pleasure as it crossed every inch of his skin. He tried to fight against it between moans "stop please" he yelled but he could only twitch in pleasure as the shoes reprogrammed his genes and mind.
His hands stretched and cracked, his fingers splaying out and getting long thin and cute like his feet. He stayed the same height though making him look gangly and awkward with big hands and big feet but in a cute way. His arms also strengthened a bit with bigger biceps and more black hair on the back and even on his hands. He felt some itchy black hair grow on his feet and toes causing him to shoot another load in his pants barely able to stay standing with the pleasure. Also a weed leaf tattoo formed on his left shoulder, drawn in red yellow and green.
The change reached his face as he got younger to about 18, his nose and ears shrinking and his face becoming more boyish with a sharp jawline. His brow thickened just a little and his eyes turned a bright blue. Meanwhile his hair darkened to black and went up in messy styled spikes. He was now an incredibly cute stoner boy but one thing remained to change. He dropped his shorts and boxers unable to fight the pleasure as his cock shot out, harder then it had ever been and growing longer and longer. Soon it was an even 10 hard with balls to match. His big hands gripped his tool firmly while his mind clouded with cute stoner boys and their cute feet. He thought of changing all his friends, all the guys he could find into hot stoners with big feet like him and knew he could now, the thought sent him over the edge and he shoot endless loads into the mirror each one shooting more of the old him out. The new Ryan pulled up his now dry shorts, careful to let them sag and show the outline of his big rod. He was completely brainwashed by the shoes now and ready to make some more hot stoners to skate, smoke and fuck with. "Yeah dude more stoners with cute feet cumin up!" He laughed as he left the store, a new man.