Finally some peace, she thought to herself.She felt a little guilty about silencing him, but she just couldn't keep having mental arguings with her shoes...Mark, she meant Mark.So se turned her attention back to the test, and tried her best to save her grades.

Mark screamed, over and over again, but not a ingle word came grom Julie, wich was once again scracthing his face with her toes.Her second test lasted forever in Marks perspective, Mark's inwards were soaked."How the hell someone doing nothing than sitting is the past hour is able to sweat that much?!"He tought.Now the heat from her feet were making he feel suffocated...Mark was trying his best to not focus on that.

Mark suddenly felt her in his mind, he ignored all the anger he was felling right now, it would be better to keep the discussion for when he was back to normal, Julie was in a superior position right now, and this situation was pretty confortable to her.

"Mark, im gonna ask a question and i don't want you to say one more word than needed to answer it so as for us don't get in another fight.I swear, if you do do anything else than answering me, iwill keep you as a shoe for a week, a mute shoe, and i'll wear you everyday, even to sleep."

Mark felt a chil down his spine, she seemed to be meaning it.He was paralized for a second but she broke the silence again.

"Are we clear??"She asked.

"Yes..."He said timidly.

"Great, you can still hear(she meant other than their mind link)and see...right?!"

"Well, i can hear everything, but i think my face is trapped inside de shoe, i can only see your toes on my fa..."

"Be silent again, that's all i needed to hear".And he was mute once more.

He felt the weight over him lower, she was sitting, maybe she was already on the next test.He then felt toes flexing on his face, but now it looked like she was relaxing, he could hear water jet falling for some minutes, but only when he heard the sound of a toilet flush he understoo where he was."

Julie couldn't hold anymore, another day she would fear the least possibility of someone hearing her in the toilet, that's the only moment she was really shy.BUt she completaly ignored Mark's presente, she lowered her panties, sat on the toilet, relaxed and peed.It was the first time that day that she could have a break from everything and have some peace.

"She has got to be kidding me, she is peeing, with me on her feet...thats gross...im...im im the women restroom again??WHat's wrong with her, she could have hold it...that so unrespectfull"

The sudden increase on the wieght over him borught him out of his mental complainning.I was surprising how impossible it was to get used to being steped on, 5 minutes of bathroom and it looked like the first time again, he thought as a umid feet pressed hard against his face again.

"Two trips to the women toilet on the same day, are you enjoying it Mark?"She joke, she knew that Mark whats probably calling her all kind of names on mind.
 

"Sorry for taking a piss with you right there, but i couldn't hold anymore, and sorry for leaving you silent like that, but i cannot deal with the pressure of the tests, run all around the campus to not get late, and having you on my mind, being a real crying baby about every step a take.Hold a little more, cause the day is almost over"

She then kept walking towards the 3rd test of the day, and too bad for Mark that it was in another building of the campus.The campus was huge and some of the buildings could be distante something close to 5 miles of each other.There were specials buses for taking the students from one building to another, but those buses only would pass 20 minutes after the previous one.

Julie looked at her watch and said, "Mark, you are not gonna like this, but i only have 4 minutes to to make it to the bus station, so i'll have to walk a little fast.she then started to walk fast toward the 5th floor elevators.

"Fuck, everything going wrong today".Ela pensou ao ver uma placa escrita "maintence" at the door of one of the two elevators, while there was a huge line off people waiting to use the other one.

She started to run to the the steirs without a second thought.She was going down the steirs, always jumping the last 3 steps in every flight.Mark never hated someone as much as he hated Julie right now.
   
He could feel her body temperature getting higher while her adrenaline increased with the rapid descent.

She finally stopped, now that she had relaxed, Mark could see drops of sweat forming in the pores of skin ceiling above him, ready to start draining very soon. That certainly was not going to be pleasant, he thought and then tried NOT to think anymore.

"Phew, 1 minute early, I should sign up for the Olympics. "She said in a very satisfied voice as she reached the bus stop. It was 13:49, her test was 14:00, a mile and a half away. The next bus would only pass 14: 10.
The building where she was at the moment was the penultimate stop of the bus. The bus would pass at this stop and go trough a few more miles ahead, where there was an administrative building with the last stop,then it would return all the way back to the first stop, passing again in front of the building Julie was, only this time on the other side of the avenue on the campus.

13:50 -  no sign of the bus

13:51 -  Julie finally spot the bus...

Joao, the bus driver was a football fan, his team was going to play at 14:00 that day, near the end of his shift, and he did not want to miss a second of the game, so on his last tour of the day on campus he tried to Be as fast as possible. Joao and the bus had passed Julie's stop five minutes ago.

The bus passed Julie, but across the avenue.

"FUCK...FUCK...FUCK, today is not my fucking day...oh god"

'Poor girl ... suffering so much. 'Mark thought wryly, knowing who really was underneath in this whole situation. 'She's going to miss a test, big deal, I'd like to to see her put up being stepped on all day.'

"But I refuse to lose this test." Julie spoke aloud to herself. Even without listening to Mark, it seemed like a response to the poor man's thinking.

The part of the campus between one building and another was deserted, a lot of people were already on vacation, and the number of people on the street dwindled drastically after the bus passed. But if anyone looked at Julie right now, he would see a beautiful, dark-haired, white girl (sorry I screwed up the image you had of her), running like crazy across the campus sidewalks.
The scene was worthy of a comedy movie. A female character dressed for a nightclub, running in the middle of the day, seemingly without reason. Julie had a reason, but even so, a neat girl running almost like a marathon runner, wearing heels that high, was a funny thing to see.

Mark, who thought his day was not going to get any worse, was awakened from his thoughts about Julie losing the test, by one of the strongest hits of the day, it did not compare to the girl's jump on the stairs. But between her normal walking, and the leap, this punch was halfway up the scale.
As she prepared to uselessly complain with her, the second blow came in a fraction of a second, in the other half of her new body. And the third. And the fourth. When he finally recovered from the sudden change of pace, he realized she was running. Not just figuratively, walking fast. But running like she were in sneakers and shorts on a treadmill. He now imagined a giant meat hammer slapping his face again and again. And the worst thing was that the hammer was getting wetter. He already felt her inside completely wet, her face aching, and the hammering continued.

Running in heels was not easy, but Julie was going amazingly well, years of practicing high heels all day, and the practice of getting on top of them even drunk gave her these almost superpowers. She kicked some 3 or 4 rocks down the path, Mark who was dramatic would complain later, but she knew it did not hurt.

Eleven-minute run on the sidewalk, and another 3 minutes of extremely fast climb up the stairs, and she was finally in the room, and only 5 minutes late. She took the test, and sat down.
It was when the girl's body relaxed that she began to get really sweat. But by then she was already focusing on the test, and the air conditioner in the room quickly cooled her arms, legs and face, drying the sweat. Well, there was a stuffy part, where the air conditioner cold air did not have much effect ...

Mark saw with despair the whole process that led from unpleasant humidity to complete soaking, the same material property that kept rainwater and puddle from gettining in, leaving the wearer's feet dry, would also dam sweat in there . What would not be a problem, if the shoe was used for a short time, after all what kind of crazy person would stay a whole day on top of that? Or if the shoe was not a freaking human being.

Unfortunately for Mark, he WAS a live shoe, and his wearer was crazy. Julie's restless feet were now clinging to Mark's face, and they made extremely loud and uncomfortable noises at any move she made. Loud and uncomfortable just for Mark, otherwise they were imperceptible to anyone, Julie included.

And the heat was now unbearable, her body felt even warmer now that she was still. Mark tried to beg her to take him out a little, just to ease the situation, but the spell that silenced him was still active.
It was not long before Julie's restlessness came into action again, while her left toes flexed and extended, scratching Mark's face with her fingernail, her right foot, set in the heel, moved only the front up and down. Dragging on the wall. At the same time that this drag was unconscious on Julie's part, it calmed her down.

After two hours of drowning in a bathtub of sweat, Mark felt Julie rise to deliver the test. He felt like he was nothing now, felt his whole body aching, and scratched. He spent all day licking his ex-friend's feet, because after that, he would not even want to look in Julie's face. He felt like a fucking shoe, could not move, could not speak, and was probably smelling like sweat feet. Wow, how he missed the moisturizer with strawberry aroma.

Still in silence, he felt her walk, and it seemed, to be getting on the bus, as the ground swayed a great deal.

The University's only parking lot was next to building A, so it made no sense to move around inside the car, that's where Julie's old stroller was.

Mark suddenly felt a stronger step, and suddenly the ground was firm again, it seemed she had got off the bus, and was on her way to the last test. Suddenly he heard the sound of a car door opening and then closing. 'What the hell is she doing in the car ?!' He thought.

"Well, Mark, I have a surprise for you ..." She started. "... One of my teachers is sick and canceled the last test, it seems that my bad luck is over for today. We are going to my house, and you will soon return to normal "

She waited a bit, and when she heard no answer, said, "Oh my god, I forgot you're mute." She then snapped her fingers, and allowed Mark to speak again.

"So happy with the news ??" She said with the car already on, getting out of the parking lot.

"Happy ??? You've got to be kiddng me, you crazy bitch.You left me all day on your fucking foot, licking sweat, being crushed, and you ask me if I'm happy ???Off course i am not fucking happy, not even close, and I will not wait for you to get home , you have to turn me back to normal NOW "
"Stop being a jerk Mark, you agreed to the plan, and the rest was not my fault ... The parking lot was crowded, someone could see you, and besides, after being an asshole all day, I think you Have to have the least chivalry, and do not leave me barefoot until I get home. You WILL be transformed when i get home, and only then.Once you get back to normal you'll take a shower and i'll make you dinner, this is not open to discussions. "

"It was not your fault?! Of course, the spoiled girl could not stay a day walking barefoot ... NO ... for what if she had a sucker to step on. To jump on top, to almost kill at each step. And on top of that, you can not drive barefoot? Julie, i've had enough of your whims. "

"Stop Mark, you know it was not like that, how was i supposed to stay in college barefoot ??? Taking tests barefoot??? Everyone would I'm crazy. "

Mark let out a laugh and said. "I have news for you Julie, everyone already thinks you're crazy. And the only one who did not think so, is now at the top of the list of those who find you completely crazy. "

Julie, despite being beautiful, always felt a bit out of place, for having a little alternative tastes, and having a rough way, she basically felt a bit abnormal, and although it was fun to have these powers, it added to the feeling of being different.
...Mark had hit her weak spot...

Julie was by no means the kind of sensitive girl, but hearing that comming from a friend hurt her deeply. With her already wet eyes, she said.

"I'm really sorry, Mark, that's what I put you through, but it's no reason for you to be a complete asshole like you are being now. This is going to be the last spell I use on you before I get you back to normal ... " She snapped her fingers

"You now have the right to say 10 more words to apologize to me before you go silent again until i forget everything you said to me, If I were you,i would think very well what to say, because I can take a long time to forget everything you said, and i could use a pair of good heels to use every day until then. I hope from the bottom of my heart that you take this chance to end this stupid fight, and convince meto forgive you. "

"GO FUCK YOURSELF, you and your stupid magic"

"Is that so Mark ?! Okay, I guess once you get normal, you dont even need to look at me again. All you want is for me to take you off right now...right??SO BE IT..."

Julie said with one hand to take Mark's right side, and throw him angrily at the passenger's closed window, where he bounced and fell into the seat. Mark's second side was harder to pull off, she looked down to let him go, and it took her a few seconds to let go.

When she heard tires screaming from braking, she dropped her shoe on the floor of the car and looked forward again. Two more seconds and maybe it was too late for her to step on the brake pedals. She managed to step on it in time...
...Or at least it would be in time if Mark's half had not been trapped under the brake pedal. Julie stepped desperately and repeatedly on the brake pedal, without effect, and ...




...CRASH...