While I'm worrying about whether Amy notices the changes or not I think about my friends. Especially one named Josh. Brown eyes and straight black hair. I think about his full body and my thoughts are immediately focused on his shoes. White and green Nike high tops. Something about them just worked, simple but attractive.
'I wish I was Josh's shoes,' I think to myself.
My vision fades. I'm excited by the prospect of being an inanimate object, it's one of my deeper, more secret fantasies. Just the thought of being treated like I'm not even there, like something to be used, like something that is owned; it's so arousing. Even moreso than the thought of being a sissy maid.
My vision returns. I'm down low at shoe height. I try to move and discover that I can't. I look around for anything reflective to confirm my thoughts. I pick up on a glimmering reflective food packet. I can make out that I am, indeed, one of Josh's shoes. I'm so turned on, I haven't even seen Josh yet but I am already in bliss. The fact that I'm a shoe is enough to make me aroused.
I see movement in the corner of my vision. I look directly over to it and see that it's Josh putting on clothes. I look at the clothes and notice that it's not casual wear, it's school uniform. Josh pulls up his black pants and buttons up his light blue shirt. He begins to walk over to me.
'How the hell? Why is it a weekday?' I ask myself.
Before I can answer. I feel myself being lifted up. I would have ejaculated if I were still human. In my arousal I make another wish, 'I wish I have to remain Josh's shoe for 24 hours. I can't turn back until the time is up.'
Nothing happens but I know the wish has come to fruition. Josh carries me over to his bed and drops me onto the carpet, landing on my side. But still in view of Josh's feet. I watch as Josh pulls his long black socks up his feet and ankles. He grabs the other shoe and stick his foot in it. It's his right shoe, that means I'm his left shoe.
Josh touches me and puts me upright. I watch his giant, socked foot come towards me and I can't do anything but swallow it. I feel the heat radiating from his foot, and same with the odour, it's strong and musky but in my horniness it arouses me even more. Josh ties the laces and steps down on me. It's painful, but once again. My horniness makes it arousing.
Josh walks out of his room. Not even paying attention to me. I feel the humidity inside of me rise.