"A-and your feet will take on the shape and form of high heels!" Kyle stammered, Jennifer laughed, “Yeah sure thing freak, and while you’re lost in your sick imagination why n-oh!” Jennifer stopped and looked down at her feet. She was standing, against her will, on the balls of her feet; arching them as high as she could. She tried to stand flat footed but her efforts only caused her to strain her calf muscles painfully. When she put the phone back to her ear the line was dead.
“Damn it! The curse is... oh no” Jennifer dropped the phone, her fingers rapidly shrinking as her hands extended and started to form new feet. Her arms grew longer and she was forced to hold them out straight in front of her as her elbows clicked reversed and formed knees. Jennifer screamed and cried but could do nothing to stop the transformation, watching helplessly as her new ‘front feet’ pointed in the same way as her original pair had.
Her new front legs were the same length and size as her originals, meaning the tops of her new limbs looked exactly like her thighs and were a lot wider than the tops of her arms. The expanding flesh at her shoulders dug into her bra and caused it to burst off of her painfully.
A series of clicking noises starting at her shoulders and working down her back pushed Jennifer forward; she felt dizzy and dropped forwards onto her new front legs. Now on all fours Jennifer cried again as a final series of clicks in her neck pulled her head back leaving her comfortably facing forwards.
She moved her body experimentally; her new legs behaved the same as her old ones but her new perspective and moving in this strange new way quickly had her on the floor in tears. Naked but for a skirt and a sock Jennifer lay collapsed in her room and cried herself into an exhausted sleep.
When she awoke, through tear stained eyes, she made out a figure standing above her...