You weren't so thick that you wouldn't notice something like shrinking a couple of inches. But how? You glanced down at the socks on your feet and made a slight realization.
"These...Mom's socks, aren't they? And her slippers too! But that doesn't make sense unless..."
You removed one of the slipper and compared your foot's size with your own shoes while still keeping the sock on. Your sneakers looked massive and there was no way you could fill them up. Your feet had shrunk too. In fact, your legs were starting to look a little smoother and paler. Almost like...
"Are these socks transforming me into mom?"
Though all logical sense told you that you should rip off the socks and see if you could even return to normal, a part of you wanted to keep them on for longer. Just to see if your theory was true.
"John! Dinner!"
You wondered if your family might take notice before slipping back into the slipper and shuffling out the door. This might actually be a little fun and you were feeling a little lightheaded from the three inches of lost height.
Everything felt slightly off to you as you stumbled down into the kitchen in your stunted state.
Your mother gave you a worried look as you shuffled in your seat and pulled up the neck of your shirt as it continued to slide down your shoulder.
"Are you alright, John?" she asked. "You're looking a little more...Sickly than usual."
You cleared your throat and adjusted in your seat, trying to disguise your amusement with the situation completely unaware of the danger it posed.
"Oh, yeah. I think I just might be coming down with something..."
"Well, perhaps you should think about staying home tomorrow if you're still feeling off in the morning."
You smirked at the opportunity just a few inches of lost height had given you. A day off tomorrow would give you more time to figure this mystery and see just how far this transformation would go. Would it continue up your legs the longer you kept the socks on? The thought of that aroused some excite within you that you couldn't exactly explain. You had never thought about cross dressing before, but the idea that you would literally transform into the person whose clothes you were wearing? That was quite exciting, indeed.
As you munched on your share of the pizza with Briana and mom (Janet had left to hang out at the mall with her local friends), you felt the oddest tingle going through your body. Another change was coming over you as...
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