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"Did you eat the last yoghurt?" my little sister asked me, obviously quite furious already.

"Yes, I did. And why shouldn't I? You had so many of them before. The last one was clearly mine." I spat back, annoyed with her tone and temper.

"That's not true. You're just a selfish little prick!" she shouted.

"Oh, here we go again. Little Miss Altruistic! As if... I know for a fact that it's true and you know why? Because I'm always right! It's time to get that through your tiny head" I returned to her with a smug grin.

It was always the same: We started fighting over the most stupid little things all the time. And we knew how to push each other's buttons. And this time I seemed to have hit the exact right spot: You could practically see her fuming with rage.

Then she did something strange: She took her shoes off and I thought she was going to throw them at me. But it was more of the opposite... It felt like I was thrown at her shoe!

After the spinning sensation I was kinda looking from inside the shoe at my sister and somehow I knew what had happen to me: I became my snobby sister's stinky flat! I was horrified and disgusted, but I couldn't deny the fact. I could feel my "shoe body", including her toeprints and dirt her foot had left on my insole.

But above all I could taste and smell her feet. It felt like I enclosed her cheesy smell within my whole body and soul. I tried to scream at her to let me out, but I couldn't. I could only stare at her now amused face when she started talking:

"You're so full of yourself! I think it's time you get filled with my little foot. I can't see me changing you back, like ever! Just knowing how much power I have over you now is so intense. I can't wait to feel what it's like wearing you. Oh, but don't you worry, I've made sure you'll always be right!"

And with that she laughingly started applying me to her smelly right foot to start my new life as her shoe.

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"Did you eat the last yoghurt?" my little sister asked me, obviously quite furious already.

"Yes, I did. And why shouldn't I? You had so many of them before. The last one was clearly mine." I spat back, annoyed with her tone and temper.

"That's not true. You're just a selfish little prick!" she shouted.

"Oh, here we go again. Little Miss Altruistic! As if... I know for a fact that it's true and you know why? Because I'm always right! It's time to get that through your tiny head" I returned to her with a smug grin.

It was always the same: We started fighting over the most stupid little things all the time. And we knew how to push each other's buttons. And this time I seemed to have hit the exact right spot: You could practically see her fuming with rage.

Then she did something strange: She took her shoes off and I thought she was going to throw them at me. But it was more of the opposite... It felt like I was thrown at her shoe!

After the spinning sensation I was kinda looking from inside the shoe at my sister and somehow I knew what had happen to me: I became my snobby sister's stinky flat! I was horrified and disgusted, but I couldn't deny the fact. I could feel my "shoe body", including her toeprints and dirt her foot had left on my insole.

But above all I could taste and smell her feet. It felt like I enclosed her cheesy smell within my whole body and soul. I tried to scream at her to let me out, but I couldn't. I could only stare at her now amused face when she started talking:

"You're so full of yourself! I think it's time you get filled with my little foot. I can't see me changing you back, like ever! Just knowing how much power I have over you now is so intense. I can't wait to feel what it's like wearing you. Oh, but don't you worry, I've made sure you'll always be right!"

And with that she laughingly started applying me to her smelly right foot to start my new life as her shoe.