Monika held you out in front of her, and you could feel...some part of your body dangling. You really didn't feel like yourself at all. Your body sagged, boxed down against gravity. You knew your head was pointed towards the floor, but there was no rush of blood or anything to signal that. Monika's eyes gazed into you,
"You should at least get the chance to look at yourself in the mirror before I put you on. I can tell you're confused; it's actually kinda cute."
Then, there was a strange feeling as she put her arm through you. Or at least, that's how it felt. Your body was wrapped around her skin like a glove, but that didn't make sense. Why would she turn you into a glove. It was only when you were standing in front of your reflection that anything began to make sense. You were a sock. A long, cotton sock. You had a little bear-face near the toes right where you were looking out. It was creatively cruel, looking at the dead eyes that Monika had made to represent yours. And her eyes were fixed on yours, looking at you through the mirror.
She smiled, just for a quick moment, then brought you down to the floor. Down to a dainty foot with red nail polish. You cringed as her toes passed by your nose, an acrid air following them. Her foot sent shivers down your spine as it gracefully slid through your body. If you had muscles, you would have shivered against her. Slowly, she finished the motion, letting her toes come to rest against your nose. The funk would have made you cringe, if that were physically possible for you.
"Hehe. I didn't have time to shower today, but you can handle it for a little bit right?"
You weren't sure that you could handle it for a little bit.
What happens next?
1) Monika wears you throughout the day, enjoying the fact that you're constantly forced to sniff her sweaty toes.
2) As school passes, Monika crosses her leg under her body during class, essentially sitting on her foot. This forces you to smell her toes and her ass at the same time.
3) Monika's feeling merciful. She decides to take it easy on you and transform you into a doll instead of a sock.
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