"What the?" Isaac asked as he watched his new shrunken feet twitch.
They swung both his legs down on the floor and began to march him up from the couch and back to the kitchen. It took Isaac a moment to realize that he was not in control of anything from his shins down.
"Hey, stop!" you tried to yell. "Hold it! Cease!"
They didn't stop until they reached the table where all the other clothes were. Isaac tried to move away, but the feet remained planted firmly on the ground and he only ended up falling on his butt.
"Ow...What the hell? This is too weird."
His feet allowed him to stand up, but it was clear what they wanted. They wanted him to try on more of the mysterious clothes. At first, Isaac thought to try and remove the socks, but with his feet planted he couldn't get them past his ankles.
"If I wear more of these does that mean I'm going to lose control of different body parts?" Isaac wondered aloud.
His feet tapped their toes impatiently in response.
It being the first thing in the morning, Isaac's train of thought wasn't boarding the station yet and he couldn't think of a better way out of his predicament without wearing more of the clothes. A part of him was curious to see what else would happen as it looked like his feet shrunk to match. It would be the same for all the other clothes? Would his body change to fit them?
There was only one way to find out with his feet disobeying him. Isaac surveyed the box and its contents. There were the black leggings that looked as if they would fit him around the waist just fine, being designed for a woman of a larger body type. Did that mean if Isaac put it on he would assume the curvy shape of the intended wearer? he had already given up control of his feet to whatever possessed them, what difference would his legs make?
Isaac also noticed something new underneath the mound of clothes. A single hair barrette that he missed in the initial sweep. There were no hats of any sort, so would a hair barrette count for heading Isaac's head? Isaac assumed so, considering it had come with the mysterious package. If someone was controlling his feet, maybe changing his head might get him some answers.
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