You and Mike heard the doorbell ring as an average-looking man who appeared to be in his early 30s entered the store.
"You're looking for shoes and socks? Then you've come to the right place," Mike said to the man, flexing his large, hypnotic bare feet. The man looked at them and seemed lost in thought for a second. "My name is Mike, and you are?"
"Um, Christian," the man replied.
"Just a minute, Christian." Mike turns to you and grins, "So?"
You look down at your ridiculously large hairy feet and feel slightly aroused, but you don't know why. Mike leans over and whispers to you, "You like it. I can tell." Breathing heavily, you turn to the unsuspecting customer and smile nervously. You think of him transforming with the shoes and socks in the store and feel even more aroused.
You took off the thick wool socks on your feet, placed them on the counter and walked out of the store, flexing your lumberjack size 16s as you passed Christian. He couldn't help but look the same way he did at Mike's feet. Christian didn't even realize he had been staring at your feet or Mike's.
The doorbell rang again as you left, ready for the rest of your life with a pair of size 16 hypnotic feet.
Mike turned back to Christian. "Let me explain this store to you. The shoes and socks I have here are either an hand-me-down or were once a person. When you wear the shoes, you become that person."
Christian couldn't believe what he was hearing. He thought Mike must be crazy. But for some reason, he wanted to hear him out.
"The socks only change your feet... most of the time. And in the back, we have "The Room". Go in there you'll end up as part of my collection, but I promise you'll have a lot of fun."
Christian didn't believe a word of what the creepy shopkeeper said. But his shoes were in desperate need of replacement and the store almost seemed to force him to stay. "O... kay... I think I'll just take a look around."
"That's what they all say. Try anything you like." Mike laughed.
Christian looked at the shelves. There were many styles to choose from, but each pair seemed to exist in only one size. Although Christian didn't need socks, he felt the need to look at them, too. He looked over at the huge socks on the counter that the last customer had taken off. "That guy had the biggest feet I've ever seen," Christian thought, "This store is weird. I just need to get some new shoes and go."
Something about the store made Christian want to browse. "But what if I just tried something on? This shopkeeper must be joking or soemthing. It can't hurt to take a look around."
Christian decided to look at...