Chad's left foot slid as it shrank and spread out to fill the pink shoe. His legs were like drumsticks flailing. Well, one was. The other was being absorbed into the insole that was his foot. His left leg vanished up to his thigh. His cock and balls were disappearing into his torso. He stretched to reach over to the other shoe. He looked inside, as he tried to pull free of the other shoe. The other insole looked up at him. It was another flattened guy. Chad shrieked and let go. Soon both legs were gone. He pushed with both hands to keep the rest of him from being absorbed. Now his hands were part of the insole. The abs he worked so hard on were gone, just his head and chest remained.
"I heard you like having people walk all over you, Chad," said a voice Chad knew.
"Dave! Help me!" He shouted.
He arced his neck back to see, and he saw a guy in drag.
"I prefer Diva," Drag Queen Dave said. He lowered his barefoot towards Chad's face and into the shoe. He whispered seductively, "Now kiss my foot."
Like Chad had a choice. He kissed, just before he was smoothed flat by the descending foot. The sound was terrifying. The weight was incredible. He should have been dead. His whole body shuddered and he orgasmed. He was warm and he felt whole with giant Dave squashing him flat.
Chad heard Dave/Diva speak, but it was muffled by the shoe and foot that now we're Chad's world.
Diva said, "I do love a supportive man, and a custom insole, and now you're both, Chad."
Chad had met Diva before. At a party a week ago, but he hadn't recognized Diva was Dave in drag until now. He'd been pretty drunk, and had thought Diva was a girl. They had flirted.
"You like it when people walk all over you?" Diva had asked.
"Oh, baby, you can walk all over me whenever you like," Chad replied.
Then his hand slid to her crotch, and he felt something that shouldn't have been there. He gasped, and turned and bolted. He left the party and never looked back. It looked like Dave or Diva had accepted his offer.