“Promise you won’t be weirded out?” Asked Ryan.
“What is it?” Asked Jeremy.
“I want to become a geta,” said Ryan slowly. “And I want you to wear me.”
“What is a geta?” Jeremy asked and Ryan took an old shoe box from under his bed. He opened it and took a pair of wooden shoes from it. “Why do you have those?”
“It’s my little secret.” Ryan said while he blushed a little. “I’m obsessed with japanese culture... I know it’s too weird. That’s why I keep it a secret. My friends would think I’m some kind of freak.”
Jeremy paused. This was pretty kinky, and the old him would have been shocked by the suggestion. But ever since the lightning strike, he had been itching to try something like this. The idea of wearing his brother, as footwear was, indeed, kinda hot. Maybe these inclinations had come from Ryan during the change...?
“Ok.” Said Jeremy.
Ryan was surprised that Jeremy liked the idea, and didn’t want to give him the chance to change his mind. He immediately touched the right one and focused on changing.
“Here it goes.” Said Ryan with increasing excitement. Jeremy was sitting on the bed, watching expectantly. He undressed until he was only wearing his boxer briefs.
“This is going to be so fucking hot,” Jeremy whispered.
Ryan pulled his clothes off, throwing them to the side of the room. “Don’t you mind I’m nude? I want to see my body changing.” He was about to say something else, when the tingle grew into pleasure all over his body. Instead of speaking, he groaned. He laid back on the ground, and as the warmth grew, his body began to condense in on itself. His toes merged into his feet, which were pulling into his legs. His fingers morphed together, pulling up into his arms. His hair was pulling into his head, and his neck was widening. As this was happening his body was growing smaller ever so slowly.
Ryan put his head back on the floor, and groaned as it began to squish out of his human shape and flatten against the hard surface. His chest was beginning to do the same. His entire shrinking body was quivering as it slowly lost definition and flattened into a piece of wood. His legs were shaping into the heel-like pieces which support the geta. His internal organs and bones softened and merged with his body as it began to change from the biological material of the human body into the one of the footwear.
Still having his eyes, Ryan stared at his friend, brother, owner. This was new. Ryan saw Jeremy now as the being he served, his body existing to function for this master. Jeremy was beautiful to look at, but Ryan found his eyes wandering to Jeremy’s beautiful right foot. It was so perfectly formed, so strong. Ryan wanted to feel it all over his body, to taste it, support it. He was so horny. His cock, the only three dimensional part of his body now, grew larger towards his face. As he shrunk with a sudden spasm, Precum oozed out of his cock and hit his face, now just the base of a Men’s size 12 geta.
Jeremy stared at the morphing, ungulating mass still recognizable as Ryan. Ryan’s body was mostly the flat base of the shoe but Ryan’s face and nipples were still visible on the surface of the shoe. Jeremy watched as Ryan’s cock stretched over his changing body. This was too much. Jeremy walked over to Ryan, lifting his foot up over the body of his brother, which shivered with pleasure.
Ryan saw the foot coming closer. He needed it, needed to be worn by it. As the big toe made contact with the flesh of his body, he came, oozing cum all over it. The foot slid up his body, and as it did Ryan’s cock stretched one last time, connecting and settling in his open mouth. Ryan closed his lips around the cock as they fused in place. The foot slid up to the top of the footwear, the end of Ryan’s hardening cock resting in the space between the big toe and the second toe.
Ryan tasted the sweaty foot as it stretched and pressed into his flimsy but firm body. Ryan’s flattened arms lifted up suddenly to wrap over the foot and connect with his penis, merging into fabric. Ryan’s body spasmed as it shrunk one last time to fit perfectly the foot that was wearing it. It was as if Ryan could taste and feel with every part of his body. He tasted the sweat of the foot, the calloused heel, the wiggling toes as they pressed into the flesh of his soft body. He never wanted to be taken off.