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"Just when I thought you wouldn't come through," the strange, curvy woman said as she saw Aaron and Percy standing before her. "There," Aaron spoke to her directly, "I brought him to you, now pay up." "What's going on here?" Percy asked, confused by this whole situation, "I thought we were going to get a bite to eat?" "Of course," the woman replied to Aaron, ignoring Percy's confusion and reaching into her purse. She withdrew a fat stack of cash, handing it to Aaron before sizing up Percy, licking her lips with endless opportunities. "Can someone tell me what's goi-" Percy was cut off as the woman held up her hand, his body freezing in place.
Percy felt whatever the woman was doing course through his body, changing him to her whim. His arms shot out in front of him, interlocking fingers as if he were hugging someone. He watched in horror as his hands melted together, becoming one seamless ring. He was forced to the ground, lying on his back as the world around him grew bigger, no, he was getting smaller. Bone white pigment slowly crept across his body as a searing pain formed at the back of his head. He couldn't see it, but his occiput started to stretch, meeting the ground to become a flat pillar. His face started to fade away as his limbs receded, the whiteness overwhelming the entirety of his body. A bow formed on his conjoined hands as any remnants of his physical humanity disappeared, leaving behind a white, heeled slide.
Aaron looked down at his former friend, now nothing but a pretty white shoe. The woman kicked her own shoe off before snaking her foot into what was left of Percy. "Perfect fit," she giggled, "I still got it." Aaron couldn't stand to see the betrayal he had committed, the stack of cash heavy in his hand, but something felt odd about this whole situation, more so than just watching your friend turn into women's footwear. "Can't have a pair of shoes without a left one," the woman laughed, watching as Aaron finally realized it was too late. He turned to run, but his entire body froze. "You're a bad friend," the woman accused, "Selling out your very friend for what? Money?" Aaron knew exactly what was about to happen, but without any autonomy, he couldn't even beg for his life. "You'll have eternity to make it up to him, thankfully," she said before he was forced to the ground.
His arms didn't repeat what had happened to Percy, instead opting to meld into his sides right away, along with his legs, turning him into one long, flat surface, ready for shaping. The woman didn't even wait for the changes to finish before she knocked off her other shoe, positioning her foot directly above Aaron's mouth. He tried to gasp as she slid her toes into his mouth, his jaw becoming unnaturally wide as she did so. He could feel his throat changing as her foot pushed deeper into him before it breached at his stomach, poking out in what would have been gruesome had he not been under strong magic. His facial features started to fade as his jaw gained an ornate bow pattern, identical to Percy's. His body shifted to more of the white pleather he had just watched his friend turn into as he finished transforming, becoming a perfect, mirrored shoe and completing the pair.
"You two are just perfect!" She told the new pair of shoes, as if they were somehow worried about anything but having just become a pair of slides, "You look so much better with this outfit than what I was going to go with." The two couldn't respond, forced to hear the ranting of their tormentor, along with her weight, forcing them into the ground. "Thanks again, boys," she laughed as she started for the exit, ready to test out her new footwear with a night out on the town.