I stayed deathly silent, hoping in vain she'd just move on. She knelt down bringing her pretty face closer to me.

"Oh come on now James, don't think of me as an idiot"

I stayed quiet, partly in an effort to go unnoticed, partly out of fear. She picked me up.

"Well, let me put it this way; you have 5 seconds to make yourself known, or I stick a screwdriver through your pathetic little body. 5, 4..."

"WAIT!" I cried. I didn't doubt for a second she'd be willing to do that

"Now that wasn't so hard, was it? Now James tell me, how did you end up in this ridiculous situation" I had no choice but to tell Lucie everything. About the list, me being a jackass about Abbey's feet. Everything. Lucie raised an eyebrow and tutted disapprovingly.

"Well, we can't be having mortals treating us like that. Sends out the wrong message. A week is all you've been given? Had you done that to me, you'd have a lot worse coming your way"

"What are you gonna do to me?" I finally managed to blurt out, the fear was evident in my voice

"Do? My dear James, I promised Abbey that I'd return you before Monday and I will, so don't worry about being thrown out or damaged or anything silly like that" I started to feel a bit stupid for falling for the screwdriver routine now "However between now and then, you're mine. And I feel as if Abbey isn't doing a good enough job of punishing you. I'm also more than a little annoyed at Abbey's hypocrisy. Making on like she's above turning men into objects and then does it to the man she's been fawning over for the past year, so you also have to pay for that"

"So what happens now" I asked, terrified of the answer

"Well I think you get too much time off as a shoe, you might need to see things a little differently" Lucie then began to chant and my whole world started to spin. After what felt like a dizzying age, the world began to stabalise. Instead of looking up at Lucie, I was looking down at... me? Well not me, but the shoe I had become. I also felt very different. I still couldn't move, but this time I felt more whole. I could tell I had no arms or legs, I was just a body and I could feel protrusions out of the top of my body. I felt warmer than before too, as if I had some sort of internalised heat.

"What happened?" I asked, thankful I could still speak

"I'll show you" a voice from behind me boomed. With that I was thrust to the ground with incredible speed then lifted back up. I had a horrible feeling, I knew exactly what had happened to me. Eventually Lucie got to a mirror and I saw what I had become; Lucie's foot. On the sole of her right foot was a face, my face. Even after everything I had gone through, I still screamed

"Aww, don't worry James, the face was just to highlight your situation" She clicked her fingers and my face disappeared, leaving just the bottom of her foot. "Wouldn't want anyone getting freaked out by a face on my foot" She smirked.

I was lost for words. I had gone from one ridiculous circumstance to another. The taste wasn't so apparent like this, but I could still smell... me. Lucie proceeded to flex her foot and wiggle her toes. I could feel myself moving, but had zero control over it, a hugely unsettling feeling. At least when I was a shoe it felt like I was being moved, not the one doing the moving. Before I could say anything, Lucie slammed me into the ground

"Now James, I have to get ready for my big date tonight. You're gonna love it!" She giggled and ran into her bedroom. Running was awful. She slammed down on me hard, making me taste the carpet  then I moved through the air so fast that if I still had a stomach, I'd hurl.

The worst feeling was though, that I didn't even have an independent body anymore, I was just a part of Lucie. I had no control over anything, I just was attached to Lucie, doing whatever she commanded. For the first time I longed to be a shoe. Lucie getting ready was the most surreal experience of my life, which was saying a lot considering the last week. The shower was so strange, especially when she washed me, a torrent of water in my face. i could feel it, but it wasn't affecting me the way it would normally. After the shower and getting dry, she painted the toes on my body. The smell of the varnish was very strong. I hoped that lasted, at least it was better than the foot stink. I was then pressed against her floor as she put a dress, she continued to tease me though

"Good thing you're not still that little flat, James. I'm going commando tonight. Wouldn't want you peeking" She chuckled. She then sat down on the bed and lifted me up, so I could see the world again. "How are you liking it so far, footboy?" She mockingly asked. I stayed silent

"Oh come on James, it's no fun if you're just going to keep your trap shut. Make with the chit-chat already" I could sense her patience being tested. Not wanting to anger her any further I replied

"W-what are you going to do with me" I stammered

"Oh don't be so nervous James. I treat my feet very well. Tonight though is my date night and my dates always take me dancing"

"Dancing!" I yelped

"Yep" She chuckled, delighted to get a rise out of me "You're going to be real busy tonight" With that, she picked up a pair of shoes I recognised. It was Bert from earlier, Lucie held him up. "Hey Bert, I've got a surprise for you" She chimed. To my everlasting shock though, Bert's voice wasn't scared or defeated. It was aroused and excited.

"What is it mistress?" He asked eagerly

"You get a friend this evening. I turned my brother in law into my foot"

"Aww, why couldn't you turn me into your foot" he whined. I couldn't imagine why he saw being a foot as better than being a shoe

"Are you questioning me, Bert?"

"No mistress"

"That's good. I would hate to have to turn you back" She threatened, as if it was an actual threat

"No! Anything but that!" He cried. This guy was tweaked.

"Well then keep your trap shut. We're going dancing"

"Oh boy, I can't wait!" Lucie then held me up and pushed Bert into my face. On an intellectual level it was insane to think this shoe was actually a person, but then again I was barely processing that I at this moment was the left foot of a 26 year old waitress. Lucie did Bert's straps up tight. I felt squeezed and pressed into this shoe. the toes at the top of my body ached from being pressed up against the straps and I felt stretched as the heel of Bert must have been at least six inches. She pressed me down to the ground and I felt even more pressured and she put on the other shoe. Bert tried to start a conversation with me.

"Hey buddy, name's Bert. So you're the mistresses brother in law? What did you do to get such a beautiful punishment?"

"I don't know what I did. My wife turned me into her shoe, but Lucie seems to think I should have a worse punishment"

"You lucky bastard!"

"What's so great about being a shoe!" I yelled

"Oh man, it's amazing. I mean at the start I was scared, course I was. But then I realised, this is great. All I have to do is make the mistresses foot look beautiful, as if it needed anymore help to do so! My old life was work work work. Now I can just enjoy what I love most, my mistresses feet!" Something about what Bert said resonated within me. I remember thinking like that when Abbey tried to make my mind accept being a shoe better. Had Lucie done this to poor old Bert, or did he become like this naturally? Would this eventually happen to me, if I didn't get back to being human soon. All I knew is that I've had enough feet to do me for a lifetime.

Lucie stood up, putting more pressure on me.

"Right, that's enough talking from you two. You're going to be silent for the rest of the night" She commanded. At first I thought this was just a demand, but then I tried to speak. I couldn't. Great, my one and only feeling of freedom was taken from me. I felt Abbey start walking. If being the shoe while walking was bad, being the foot was far worse. I began to sweat, making me smell worse. The foot stink was now coming from me, this was a living hell.

The date was awful, Lucie could dance for days, she probably made it so, she couldn't feel me get so tired, but I was exhausted. I began drenching Bert in sweat, so at least someone was getting happy out of all of this. After what felt like a week, The dancing ceased and I got a rest bite as I felt Lucie sit down. I felt Lucie fiddle with Bert's straps and she then kicked him gently off me. The pressure on me was relieved for which I was a little thankful, but back when I was a shoe, I was always grateful when Abbey would take me off, as it would give me a break from the stink. now though, it was actually coming from me.

I looked and surveyed my surroundings. I appeared to be in a restaurant of some sort, looked pretty fancy. Lucie began to rub me against something large. getting my bearings i saw it was a leg; a man's leg. I started to hear the conversation between Lucie and her date.

"I've had a wonderful time, Kevin" Lucie purred

"No problem, I'm just pleased would could finally go out together"

"Yeah, I've been kinda busy lately. Say, how about we head back to mine!" She suggested playfully. I could feel Kevin's leg stiffen up. probably wasn't the only part of him that was stiff right now.

"Sure! I'll get the bill" He spluttered. After a few minutes Kevin returned to the table. I saw Lucie pick up Bert and the other shoe, but worryingly she didn't put him on. She accompanied Kevin to his car barefoot. The hard surface of the pavement was killing me, with little pebbles scraping across my sensitive face. At one point Lucie clenched my toes making me pick up a few jagged rocks. This can't get any worse, I thought.

Eventually we got to the car and we were driven back to Lucie's apartment. She wandered over to the bed, I was just relieved to be on soft, carpeted ground again. She jumped on the bed, relieving all pressure on me. After the day I'd had, it was the best feeling.

"Aw, my feet ache" She pouted "Could you massage them for me"

She hovered me in the air and held me uncomfortably close to Kevin's face. I could see him now for the first time. He must have been a good twenty years older than Lucie. He had greying chestnut hair, thin rimmed glasses and a look on his face like he was the luckiedst man in the world.

"Sure" He said "Anything for you"

"That's just what I like to hear. Lotions in the drawer"

Kevin was not a good masseuse. After getting the lotion he put a big dollop on his hand and slopped all over me. The taste was awful, a different kind of awful than i had been used to this past week. The perfumery tang was everywhere and I feet slimy. The he started to rub his course hands all over me, squeezing me all over. Lucie was moaning in pleasure throughout. After he had finished with me, he went over to the other foot, but Lucie stopped him.

"You know what, I'm pretty tired. I'm going to go to bed. You know where the door is" She yawned

"What!? But what about-"

"But what about what"

"Weren't we going to... you know" He stammered, trying to fight his corner.

"Oh, so you only came here to get inside my pussy? Is that how it is?" She hissed

"Well, you did mislead me" He stated

"Mislead you? Oh I'm sorry, here let me help you" Lucie growled. She then chanted something. In seconds I saw Kevin shrink down out of my sight.

"Bet you're wondering what happened to him, huh James?" She asked. Without waiting for a reply, I was still unsure if I could reply, She stuck me out over the edge of the bed. Where Kevin was once standing there was a sleek silver vibrator in his place. "Now he can really see what it's like to be in my pussy" She laughed at her own joke. I was terrified. Lucie abused her powers like it was no one's business. I began to wonder why she didn't just take over. It's not like anyone could stop her. It was a sobering thought.

"I'll save Kevin for later" She mused as she turned out her light and drifted to sleep. I couldn't sleep though. I was continuingly flexed and wrinkled during the night, Lucie apparently being a restless sleeper. It was all I could do to just zone out.

Morning came eventually, as Lucie got up and swung me round. I still felt slimy from my 'massage' from the formerly human Kevin. At least I had a shower to look forward to. Instead though, Lucie seemed to be getting ready.

"Well James, today's the day you go back to Abbey. But first I need to get my run" She said

"Please, can't I go back to being a shoe!" I pleaded

"So now you want to be a shoe! So much for the manly man, Abbey always painted you as" Lucie then stuck a sock over my face and slammed me into the ground. It wasn't long before I felt myself being shoved into what must have been Lucie's sneakers. I wondered if they might have been another poor innocent who crossed Lucie in some way. And then the run started. With every step I felt myself being pressed and pounded more and more, the sweat just oozing out of me.

A few hours later it all just stopped. I had no idea where we were, all i could see was darkness. I felt myself being lifted up, then the sock was peeled off my soaked body.

"Whew what a workout James. You've done well for me, I appreciate hard work from my slaves" She walked over to her hallway and lifted me into the air, where I saw a familiar sight. My old body, the cute little pair of flats. It felt weird to be feeling nostalgic over my old form, that I occupied less than 24 hours ago. She slipped me into them. They still smelt of Abbey, well Abbey's feet. It was a stench I now appreciated having being the generator of sweat for Lucie. I heard her chant and I felt dizzy again. Suddenly, I felt like a shoe again. I was cradling Lucie's foot, instead of being jammed inside a shoe! The feeling of independence was exhilarating. I had never been so glad to have been a shoe! Then it hit me that the foot was still soaked in sweat from Lucie's jog and I was getting drenched. After a few minutes, Lucie took me off and held me up to her face

"Well, well back to where you belong then? I'm going to send you back to Abbey now, but it has been fun, hasn't it"

"Not particularly" I grumbled

"Ah well, I don't really care what shoes think. Tell you what, the second Abbey finishes you, and it will happen, you're mine" She gave me a menacing grin before setting me down on the ground. She chanted something and instead of the world spinning, everything became bright. Seconds later I was somewhere new. I was still a shoe, I was immediately aware of that, but I was no longer in Lucies hallway. Looking around I knew exactly where I was; my house! I was back, and I couldn't wait to see abbey again. Only three more days of this and I can go back to being a man. But the lingering thought of Lucie was haunting me.