But I think what I planned to do will be helpful for you. Aidan, you will never again wear shoes, socks or gloves. Your hands are tough enough to not hurt, as are your feet. And your feet will deform to look and work like your hands do, de facto becoming a second set of hands for you. Mark said his next change. It was a funny idea to him, and it would somewhat help Aidan get around his new walking arrangement.
Aidan looked torn. Thanks for making my useless feet into hands, but why are you taking wearing gloves and socks from me? I will get cold. As he spoke, his feet worked on taking on themselves to remove his socks from each other. After that happened and both were bare, the started deforming. The feet itself grew shorter while his toes stretched longer, gaining another joint. His big toes separated from the others, wandering to the side of their respective changed hand, becoming the thumbs.
Mark smiled at that. Thatīs why I wanted them tougher. I think gloves and socks will only be in the way, and shoes would be even worse for you, thatīs all. I will even do you the favor and remove them all together from your wardrobe with the chronivac. And exactly that was what Mark did next. He turned back to the laptop, and after a short search found the option to erase something that belonged to Aidan. He had to type in what should be erased, and so did first put in shoes, then socks and finally gloves before saving it. A little pop-up asked about socks with another purpose. He left them be, for now. It also altered Aidanīs knowledge of owning any of them.
Aidan watched as the socks he had just pulled off from his feet and dropped next to him slowly vanish. Unseen by him, the same happened to the other articles of that kind of clothes all around his flat. The only pair of socks that didnīt vanish were his masturbation sock under his mattress, and itīs counterpart in the laundry. Then, as soon as the socks next to him had vanished, he forgot he ever had them, as he never wore something as restricting as socks or shoes. And gloves were something he hated, so he never owned any.
As Aidan looked at him fearful, Mark decided it was enough for today. Donīt worry, I did enough for one day. I will go home now, good bye. Have a nice evening, Aidan.
Aidan was confused as to what Mark meant. He hadnīt done anything beside returning his body back to normal and taking his access to the chronivac, right? Not mentioning it, he only bid him farewell and soon was alone in the flat.
After making himself a sandwich for dinner, Aidan soon went to bed, as it was rather late now, and he was tired. But while his walking and standing had been turned around, his sitting and laying had not. Therefore, he ended in his bed, looking normal beside his now handy feet.