The young woman felt her mind reel. She had been a human woman moments before, but now she was a pair of silly looking clown shoes worn by a clown with massive feet. He took several steps to break her in, and the sensation of being worn was amazing. She felt her entire being being massaged and touched, and it was almost orgasmic. She groaned in pleasure as he took a brief stroll through the park.
"See, told you that you would absolutly love it. Why be a boring human when you can be my comfy shoes, right?" he said, planting seeds of doubt in her transformation-addled brain. She had fully intended to ask to be turned back after the clown's demonstration of his magic, but now she wasn't sure. He continued walking, his large feet pressing into the lining inside her and she felt shivers, if that's what a shoe can even call them. She didn't want to remain footware, but...she also kind of did.
"I know you can't make up your mind, so let me help." he said as he jumped up and down several times, his feet and her split body slamming down to the ground with immense pressure. Waves of intense feelings washed over her and her mind couldn't handle it. She moaned even louder, and she lost her will to remain human.
"So, what do you think?" Roly-Poly asked.
"I want to be your shoes! Forever and ever!" she giggled.
"Well, then, let's make that happen" he said as he used more of the magical dust on her. She felt tingles then her mind warped once more, losing all memories of being a human female, and rather, she remembered being an excellent pair of sneakers for a clown. She went to say something but found she couldn't speak.
"Shoes don't really talk, so I guess now that you are accepting your role, you'll be mute, but it's okay. I'll be sure to take the best care of you!" he said with a smile.
She was so happy in her new role and embraced his feet in what she considered to be a hug. He giggled. "That tickles."
"Well done, Roly!" said one of the other clowns.
"Thank ya! Let's have some more fun"