My Sisters Slippers TF Intro

One day in chemistry class, I spilled a bunch of chemicals on myself while goofing around. Due to not having any clothes to change into and being in close proximity to home, I just took the rest of the day off. At first, I felt totally fine, but as the day continued, I began to feel really weird. I didn't feel pain, or anything negative, just very different. Like my whole atomic structure was changing into something new. 

Of course, the first place my brain went was super powers. So I sat there trying to do whatever I could to test the theory. I tried all types of stuff. Shooting lasers out of my eyes and fingers, climbing the walls, flying.. All failed, but I still couldn't shake the feeling that there was something different and weird taking place within me. 

It wasn't until later that night, right before bed, that I realized what my power was. I was in my bed, just about ready for bed. You see, I have a massive foot fetish that I have no control over, and that night, like so many nights, I was sniffing one of my sister's socks that I had pulled out of the hamper. As I was smelling it, I was imagining how great it would be to be her socks, then the strangest thing happened. In a flash, my body was folding in on itself, and in the matter of seconds, I had become a matching sock to the one that I had been holding. 

I couldn’t believe it! I wasn’t fully sure how I managed it, but I had somehow successfully turned into an exact replica of my sister’s sock, just by thinking about it! The scientist in me had to test this out. I thought about myself, my body, my limbs, hands, and feet. Next thing I knew, I was back to my good old normal self. I could feel the excitement coursing through me. 

I needed to see what I was capable of. I knew I could change into a sock, but could I change into a pair. I pictured a pair of socks in my mind and imagined myself becoming them. Again, in an instant, I found myself flattened into the bed, no longer a single sock, but rather a pair stacked perfectly on top of one another. Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, I quickly changed back to normal again. 

There was a knock at my door, so I quickly hid the sock I stole under my pillow and said, “come in.” 

“Hey, bro,” my sister, Quinn, said as she entered. “I was wondering if you could help me out with something?” 

I already knew where this was going. Anytime she asked for help, she meant money. 

“What are you trying to buy this time?” I asked. 

“These,” she said, holding up her phone and showing me a picture of slippers. 

“Why are those slipper eighty dollars!?” I asked, stunned by the price. 

“Cuz they’re supposed to be like, the softest, comfiest slipper out there!” She replied excitedly. “Please! Please will you help me get them.” 

“I’m sorry, but I really don’t have any extra to give you. Why don’t you go ask mom?” 

“Whatever..” She said in a huff and walked away, slamming my door behind her. 

I couldn’t believe she was actually willing to spend that much on a simple pair of slippers. I mean, yea, they did look comfy, and pretty cute, but still, that was way too much. The it hit me. I could play the prank of a century on her! If I snuck into her room while no one was around, I could turn myself into that exact pair of slippers that she wanted. Just thinking of how I would get the joy of having her unknowingly rub her feet all over me as she wore me sounded amazing. And then, the next day when she leaves again, I can turn back and she’ll be none the wiser! She would be so confused between not knowing how she got them and not knowing where they went. I just knew it would be absolutely hilarious! Plus, if I really enjoyed the experience, maybe she would just end up finding them in odd places everyday.. 

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The next day, I put my plan into motion. I stayed in bed quietly so that no one would know I was still home, and if they did, they would more than likely assume I was sick. Later in the day, when I was sure that there was no one home, I snuck out of my room and into Quinn’s. As soon as I entered, I noticed a bit of a funky smell in her room. As I looked around and saw her dirty clothes scattered haphazardly around her room, I realized that must be the cause of the smell. I never really went into her room for any reason, being the loner type that I am, and didn’t realize just what a slob she could be. I knew she was a very active person, so I could only assume the funk I was smelling was the remnants of sweat scattered about her room, trapped in her discarded used clothes. 

Realizing how bad the room smelled only excited me more. I loved the smell of her dirty socks, but they were never strong enough to fully satisfy me. With her musky smell now all around me, I knew I needed her to put me on as quickly as possible when she came in. To make sure that happened, I needed to be as obvious as possible and make sure that she didn’t have any possibility of overlooking me. I climbed onto her bed and started to think about the slippers that she had shown me the night before. In second’s I was a cute pair of slippers with a nice and comfy, fuzzy inside. 

For hours, I just sat there on the foot of her bed as a simple pair of slippers, enjoying her musk in anxious anticipation. We were getting close to the end of spring, and the days were getting longer, and the sun had almost set by the time Quinn finally came bursting into her room with her friend Lindsey. As she came in the room, she had her head turned, talking with Lindsey, and didn’t notice me right away. 

They came in and Lindsey shut the door behind her, both still in heavy conversation about some boy they liked. Almost right after the door shut, there was a change in the air that I noticed. It seemed to be getting thicker. Smellier.. I noticed that both girls were drenched in sweat. Knowing them, they were probably out playing soccer evening, and had just come back to our house for a girl's night. Knowing that Lindsey would also be there spending the night, meant that this whole night was about to get a whole lot more interesting for me. 

Without still having turned to look at her bed, Quinn moved back towards it and plopped down on it. As she dropped, her hand landed on me, finally drawing her attention to me. Her head turned and looked down at me, and her eyes filled with shock. Her hands quickly gripped me up, and I flew through the air as she raised me up to show Lindsey. 

“Oh my God!” She screamed. “I don’t know how he got em so fast, but he got me them!” 

“Girl, what in the world are you going on about!?” Lindsey asked, clearly confused. 

“These slippers! I told my brother yesterday that I really wanted them, and he said he couldn’t help me. Somehow he must have gotten his hands on a pair for me anyways!” 

“And what makes you so sure it was him? Doesn’t really sound like something he would do..” 

He was the only person I told about these! No one else knew I wanted them, so there’s no way anyone but him got them for me! I can’t believe my annoying ass brother could actually do something so nice for me! I gotta try these on!” 

Shit! She knew this was my doing. Now when she can’t find me, she’s going to question me about it. I’ll have to try my best to play ignorant. But then again, who knows. This might be so much fun that I keep changing into them anyways, in which case she won’t be able to tell the difference. She dropped me down to the floor and began kicking off her shoes. 

As her shoe’s came off, I was quickly surrounded by the stench of her feet. Although I had smelled her dirty, smelly socks many times before, they had always been off her feet for a while before I had a chance to get to them. I never smelled her feet so fresh out of her shoes, or in such close proximity as it happened. Now as her socked feet dropped to each side of me, I was beginning to reconsider my choice. 

The smell of her feet that was now surrounding me was thick and toxic. I never realized just how bad her feet actually smelled. As I watched her begin to peel her sweat soaked sock off, I couldn’t seem to get my mind off the smell. I had never smelled anything anywhere near this terrible. I couldn’t help but wonder if there was something about the transformation process that heightened my senses.  

As her sock broke free from her foot, and I could see he sole glistening in sweat, I realized that this was a terrible idea. The smell of her feet was already beyond overwhelming, and she hadn’t even put me on yet. I couldn’t do this. I had to bail out. I didn’t care if I was caught by Quinn and Lindsey. I’d rather face the embarrassment of being caught over having that nasty foot shoved inside me...