It’s less of a trap and more of a zone. A warm fleshy forest of legs and asses sticking up from the ground and out of the walls. The sounds of prrrrrrrt and psssssssh echo through the hall as the asses occasionally release and fill the air with their farts.

Adventures who traverse the hall will of course plug their nose and try to move on, maybe fuck one of the dripping pussies or asshole sticking out of the ground.

Anna, a 25-year-old with dark brown hair and average height, has deeply loved clowns since 5th grade. The colorful costumes, the silly antics, and the joy they brought to people were always fascinating. She has a degree in Marketing and is working at a job.

One Halloween in 5th grade, Anna dressed up as a clown for trick or treating. Her mom assisted in making it as well as applying the makeup for her face.

She put on regular overalls, a long-sleeve red shirt with one leg sleeve rolled up, silly socks, clown makeup on her face, and an afro wig with a mix of pink, blue, red, and yellow. The transformation was magical, and Anna felt a sense of belonging that she had never experienced before. 

“I feel like I was born to be a clown!” she had whispered to herself in the mirror, twirling in her colorful wig. Because she likes clowns, her friends at school would often tease her about it.

However, two girls, Piper and Alexis, sometimes mock clowns and tell her to grow up. This happened the day after Halloween night when Anna started liking clowns as it annoyed her friends. Alexis hates clowns and sometimes fears becoming one. Piper doesn't like clowns but is nowhere near as bad as Alexis. This upset Anna, but she got used to it a long time later. 

“Anna, seriously, clowns? They’re creepy. Grow up already,” Alexis had snapped the day after Halloween, rolling her eyes.

“Yeah, it’s a bit… childish,” Piper added, softer but still smirking. Anna had just shrugged, hiding her hurt. 

“You don’t get it. They make people happy.”

Despite being good friends, there was one harsh prank that Alexis and Piper put Anna into after Anna brutally pranked them. Alexis and Piper were sick and tired of her passion for clowns.

They pretended to tell her that a clown was here to transform people, and Anna dressed as a clown while blindfolded and with a hot dog in her mouth. “Come on, Anna, it’s just a fun game!” 

Piper had giggled, tying the blindfold. “Yeah, trust us, you’ll love it,” Alexis had chimed in, barely hiding her mischief. 

Alexis and Piper took her into the middle of the gymnasium, unhooked her overalls, pulled the whole clothing down, and took off the blindfold. 

Everyone in the packed gym pointed and laughed. “Look at the clown girl!” a kid had shouted, as Anna stood frozen, humiliated.

When they all grew older and finished school together, Anna pursued a career in marketing, Alexis became a chemist, and Piper became a cosmetologist. Despite falling in love with clowns since 5th grade, she moved on to other things.

Riding a bus home from work, Anna’s eyes caught the vibrant tents of The Circus of Bama on the city’s northwest edge. 

Her heart leaped. “Oh my gosh, a real circus!” she gasped, pressing her face to the window. “Driver, please stop the bus!” she called, her voice trembling with excitement. 

The driver pulled over, chuckling, “You sure about this, miss?” Anna nodded vigorously. “It’s my dream!” She stepped off, drawn to the circus like a moth to a flame.

As she approached, Kaptain Krazy, the exuberant clown leader, greeted her. His bright blue suit sparkled with playful patterns, his red, frizzy hair bounced wildly, and his clown-white skin and rosy cheeks gave him a storybook charm. “Well, well, welcome to The Circus of Bama!” he boomed, arms flailing. “What brings a bright spark like you here?”

“I’ve loved clowns since I was a kid!” Anna gushed. “The colors, the laughter, the joy—it’s everything to me.” Kaptain Krazy’s eyes twinkled. “A true fan, eh? Come meet the gang!”

He led her inside, where clowns Bozzo, Jellybean, Bubbles, Angelica, Suziepoo, and others welcomed her warmly. “Hey, new face! You look like you belong here,” Bozzo called out, juggling pies

“Hey, Anna, ever tried tossing a pie?” Anna laughed, catching one. 

“Not yet, but I’m game!” Jellybean, with a pink afro, showed her a rack of glittering costumes. 

“Pick one! These make you feel like magic,” she said. “Oh, wow, these are incredible,” Anna breathed, eyes wide.

Anna ran her fingers over a polka-dot jumpsuit, sighing, “This is like stepping into my childhood dreams.” Bubbles spun a human-sized Jack-in-the-Box crank, grinning. “Hop in one of these sometime—it’s a wild ride!” Anna clapped, “I’m already obsessed!”

As they toured, Anna shared stories of her 5th-grade Halloween costume and how she’d always felt like a clown at heart. “I used to dance in my room, pretending I was in a circus just like this,” she confessed. Suziepoo nudged her, “You’re one of us already, Anna!” “Really? You think so?” Anna asked, her voice hopeful.

Kaptain Krazy, watching her light up, pulled her aside. “You’ve got the clown spirit, kid. Ever thought about joining us—for real? We’ve got an opening, but it’s big. You’d become a permanent clown.” Anna’s eyes widened. “A clown? Forever?” Kaptain Krazy nodded gravely. “Your skin turns chalk-white, your hair becomes a wild wig of your choice, and you join our clown family. But there’s no going back—you’d leave your human life, your family, everything. It’s a big leap.” 

Anna’s heart raced, but her answer was instant. “I’ve dreamed of this since I was little. I’m in.”

Anna excitedly shared her decision with her family. “I got an announcement! I was offered a new job that would make me happy—to be a clown.”

Her mom, Linda, replies, “Oh baby, that’s great.” Her father, Tom, says, “I am happy for you. You should follow your dreams.” However, she says, “But there’s bad news: I will never see you again.”

The whole family says, “What? No, no, no, please don’t leave. This circus life is so uncertain and risky. Please reconsider. Think of all you’re leaving behind and the life you’ve built with us.” 

Tom said, “It’s hard to accept, Anna, but we’ll always support you, no matter what. We may not understand your choice, but we love and want you to be happy. Just promise us you’ll stay safe out there.” 

Linda became upset she walked into another room. “I can’t believe you’re leaving us forever,” she had whispered before leaving.

For a long while, her family—father, mother, sisters, and brothers—was upset about this because they would never see her again.

Until one night, her parents discussed that they can’t be around her forever. “She’s not our little girl anymore,” her dad said quietly. “We have to let her live her truth,” her mom agreed, wiping tears. They had let her live the life she wanted. She was no longer that little girl. The entire family the next day has a sit-down with Anna and says you need to make your own life decisions, and they will be happy with what she chooses.

Anna’s mom said, “We’ll miss you more than words can express, but we can see how happy you are. That’s all we’ve ever wanted for you.” 

Her dad said, “It’s not easy to see you go, Anna, but we believe in you. Chase your dreams and never look back.” 

Anna then hugs them and says she will never forget them. “I love you, but this is my true destiny. It has been this way my whole life.”

“We know, sweetheart,” her mom said, voice breaking. “Be the best clown you can be.”

Understanding her daughter’s passion, her mother presented her with a box containing an updated version of the clown clothes she wore on that memorable Halloween in 5th grade. The outfit now featured polka dots with red buttons and her long-sleeved shirt that now included a ruffled, puffy white clown collar and cuffs; it was a touching gesture that brought tears to Anna’s eyes.

“Oh my gosh! My clown costume from 5th grade! This is the clown I always loved being,” said Anna. Tears filled Anna’s eyes as she held the costume.

“Thank you! This means the world to me!” she said, hugging her mom tightly.

For one last time, Anna looks back at all her memories around the house. She then tearfully said goodbye to her folks. “I’ll carry you all in my heart forever,” she promised, voice trembling. She gets in her car and backs out of the driveway one last time.

Anna stops at a gas station and encounters Alexis and Piper. Anna tells them she is about to make a life-altering decision to become a clown. “You’re still into that crap?! Clowns are so dumb!” 

They both start laughing and mocking clowns to the point where Anna gets angry while crying. “Y’all like mocking me for liking clowns?! Heck, do you like mocking me for what I loved?! We’re no longer friends.”

Alexis, trying to lighten the mood, said, “Come on, it’s just a joke! Clowns are so dumb!” Anna’s face flushed with hurt. “I’m done with your jokes. We’re no longer friends!”

Alexis and Piper felt sorry and guilty, saying, “Anna, wait! We’re sorry. We didn’t mean to hurt you; we just wanted to be funny!” Anna then drives off, hurting. “You never understood me,” she muttered, gripping the steering wheel.

Putting her past behind her, she made her way to the circus. Arriving with a hot welcome, Anna smiles with happiness—but with watery eyes. Arriving at the circus, Anna was welcomed like family. “Suziepoo, look! It’s Anna!” Kaptain Krazy announced. “Are you ready for your transformation?”

Anna nodded, excitement bubbling inside her. She carried two boxes into a room, her heart racing. “I’ve never been more ready,” she said, clutching the boxes.

Suziepoo asked Anna, “You don’t look pleased.” Anna told them, “My friends laughed and mocked me and clowns. They even made fun of me for liking them.” Jellybean tells her, “I am so sorry. If they ever come back, we’ll teach them a lesson.” Anna smiled and nodded. “I’d like that,” she said softly, a glint of mischief in her eyes.

She carries two boxes into a room. After settling in, it was time to dispose of her human clothes and put on the clown clothes her mother gave her (ruffled collar and cuffs attached to long-sleeved red shirt and polka dot blue jean overalls with three red buttons). She walks into the backroom with all the costumes and mirrors, takes a deep breath, and puts on the clown clothes. Anna then strips on the orange socks and tucks the ankle sleeve. Anna muttered to herself, “I can’t completely look like a clown without the shoes,” so she turned around and saw a pair of clown shoes and put them on. The shoes made noises as she walked back over to the mirror. “You’re going to be so beautiful, Anna,” she said, talking to herself.

All the clowns then gathered together to see Anna’s transformation. All the clowns stood around in the room with a cotton candy machine. There were vibrant colors such as green, orange, red, blue, pink, and yellow. “It is time, Anna. You’re in your clown clothes, and it’s time for you to become a clown.” “I know, Kaptain Krazy, it’s time for me to be a happy and silly clown.”

She decided to indulge in this sweet treat, choosing the colors blue, red, yellow, and pink, reflecting her love for all things whimsical and bright. “This cotton candy looks like pure magic,” Anna said, giggling as she picked her colors. When a bite of cotton candy is swallowed, Clown RNA/DNA could replace human cells with clown cells, altering a human into a natural clown.

A magical transformation began as she took a bite of the cotton candy. She started laughing as she felt ticklish all over her body and began thinking of life as a clown. “Oh, it tickles!” she squealed, clutching her sides. Anna’s skin pigment gradually changed to a pale white chalk-like color, creating a striking and ethereal appearance—the white first spread all over the face and then the entire body.

Anna started laughing as a small red dot appeared on her nose, slowly growing into a playful, bulbous red clown nose that made her smile. When developing it, it made a “ciiiiiit” sound. “I love this. I’m becoming a clown!” 

Anna then lightly presses her nose and makes a “Honk, Honk” sound. She then bursts into laughter. “It honks! Oh my gosh, it honks!” she exclaimed, delighted.

Her mouth then starts to feel warm and ticklish. Kaptain Krazy told her, “You look beautiful. Let the transformation do its work.” She smiled as her lips became red. A wide clownish smile visibly appears over her mouth. “Oh my gosh! I will be smiling forever,” she said, touching her lips in awe. It reflected that the clown's smile is a permanent skin pigment surrounding her mouth, to make it look like she was smiling forever.

Anna felt itchy on her eyebrows as they arched upwards and transformed into a vivid blue shade, adding a whimsical touch to her features. “My eyebrows are blue!” she gasped, laughing. Anna then started itching her scalp as if it felt funny. The clowns around her encouraged Anna to look in a mirror as her hair began to undergo a dazzling change. “Anna, look in the mirror behind you!” Suziepoo called out excitedly.

In the mirror’s reflection, Anna watched in awe as her long dark brown hair transformed into a kaleidoscope of colors—red, yellow, blue, and pink, mirroring the shades of the cotton candy she had chosen. “Wow! The cotton candy I ate changed my hair color,” she said. The roots of her hair started to curl, fluff up, and rise upwards, which formed into afro clumps that grew bigger and bigger, resulting in a magnificent and voluminous clown afro that exuded a sense of joy and playfulness. Once the afro formed entirely, Anna touched her face and hands, smiled, and gasped. “I’m a clown!!!” as she dances kicks.

The clowns gave her applause as she danced kicks. “Hahaha, you look so silly and wonderful, Anna! You’re ready just in time for the show tonight!” 

Anna replies, “Really? I cannot wait to make my first performance!” 

Kaptain Krazy told her, “If you’d like to be sure the white chalk is your skin, head into that bathroom and try to wipe it off.” 

Anna enters the room with a wet rag and soap, attempting to wash it off. None of it came off, and I was happy. “It’s real! I’m a clown now!” she said, grinning at her reflection.

However, in the following moments, Piper and Alexis enter through the tent. Suzie asked Anna, “Are those the girls picking on you?” Anna nods her head yes. “Well then, I think it’s time to teach them a lesson when you hurt someone.” “How?” Anna replied. Kaptain Krazy says, “By turning them into clowns, of course. All of you will certainly be sisters then!”

“Well, Alexis completely despises clowns, and it is hilarious to turn her into one!” Anna agrees and will signal when to take action. “We just need a little setup. Why don’t we transform for tonight’s show?” “Good idea.” Following the small conversation, Anna then approaches her old friends.

They both said, “Anna, is that you?” She replied, “Yes, it is me. I’m a happy and silly clown now.” Anna’s friends, Piper and Alexis, looked on in amazement and wonder at the magical transformation unfolding before their eyes. Despite their initial teasing, they couldn’t help but feel a sense of joy and awe at Anna’s newfound clown-like appearance, embracing the whimsical and enchanting world of clowns together.

“Hey, Anna, we only came here to apologize. Believe us, we are so sorry for treating you like this. We are both happy for you.” Piper said, “Yeah, we never should have treated and made fun of you.” Piper and Alexis then hug her. “Thanks, you all. I love you,” said Anna. “Want me to show you around and maybe stick around for showtime?” The two agreed, and Anna winked at the clowns to prepare Alexis and Piper’s punishment. “Get the Jack-In-The-Box ready for tonight.” “Oh, this is gonna be good,” Suziepoo whispered to Jellybean, who nodded with a mischievous grin.

Anna shows Piper and Alexis around the place. It was unbearable for them, but they kept it to themselves. “This place is… a lot,” Piper said, eyeing a unicycle nervously. “Yeah, it’s creepy,” Alexis muttered, shuddering at a clown prop. Anna asks, “Why don’t you two stay in the back and watch the show tonight? Because this is the last time you will ever see me.” Piper and Alexis agreed, but little did they know they were being set up. “Sure, we’ll watch,” Alexis said, forcing a smile. “For you, Anna,” Piper added, unaware of the trap.

It was showtime. The audience in The Circus of Bama filled up—everything in the circus with the acrobats, magicians, and elephants shooting people out of cannons. Then, the clowns finally come out. Six of them were carrying the jack-in-the-box.

Kaptain Krazy began to speak, “Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages, I would like to introduce the newest member of the clown family—ANNA!” The lid in the Jack-in-the-Box opens as Anna smiles and stands up with her arms in the air.

The audience applauds while Piper and Alexis clap on the sidelines. “She looks… happy,” Piper whispered to Alexis, who nodded reluctantly. The clowns did various tricks, such as throwing cream pies in their faces, riding unicycles, making balloon animals, juggling, and more.

After Anna performed using the clown skills she had over hours before the show, the clowns said it was time for the greatest magic trick—the Jack-In-The-Box. After pie-throwing, unicycling, and juggling, Kaptain Krazy announced, “Now, who’s ready for a special trick? We need two brave souls for something magical!” The spotlight swept the crowd.

Despite hands in the air everywhere, they went on to pick someone with the spotlight. The drums were rolling, and the spotlight was shining everywhere. Then, the spotlight reached its final destination: Alexis and Piper.

“Wait, what,” said Alexis as the clowns slowly approached the two. “You have been chosen; come to us.” “No, thanks. We don’t want to be clowns or have any trouble,” said Piper. “Too bad. You want to hurt your friend; you’ll see through the consequences.” At that moment, the clowns were severe as they came closer and closer; Alexis and Piper ran. “This isn’t funny!” Alexis shouted, dodging a clown.

They tried to leave the exit, but two clowns grabbed hold of them. “Let me go. Please, I’ll do anything,” they said as the clowns took them to the Jack-In-The-Box, where they saw Anna.

The clowns put on microphones for Piper and Alexis. Anna smiles as the two are in panic mode. “Anna, tell them to let us go. We’ll do anything,” said Alexis. “Please, Anna, we’re sorry!” Piper pleaded, struggling.

“No, you deserve this. You have to be punished,” said Anna. Piper said, “What, why?!” “You don’t remember?” said Anna. “What?!” replied Alexis. “You mocked me for what I loved. You dressed me as a clown with my overalls pulled down and dragged me out in front of the entire high school with a hot dog in my mouth; they pointed and laughed at me. You destroyed clown's belongings. It’s ok if you don’t like clowns; that’s fine. But you humiliated and hurt me, so you must pay for your actions.”

The two women replied, “What do you mean pay for what we did?” Anna replied, “Hahahaha! We’re going to turn you into clowns!” The audience reacted “Oooooo,” with one person saying, “Yeah, you deserve it.”

Alexis cried, “No, please, I don’t want to be a clown. Anna, please, we are so sorry.” Piper said, “Listen to her. I can’t go back to my job like this!” Anna says, “I forgive you, but you must accept your punishment. You must become the clown you fear and hate.”

She continued, “You must understand that there is a thing called Karma.” Piper tried to make a deal, but it was inevitable. “Anna, we’ll do anything else—please!” Piper begged. Suziepoo interferes and says, “It is time. Now put them in!” The audience repeats, “Put them in. Put them in. Put them in.” As Alexis and Piper tried to resist and break free, the box lid opened, and the clowns took off their microphones and lifted them into the box. “Let go of me! Leave me alone!” Kaptain Krazy told them once they were in the box, “Sit back and relax. This is all for you.”

He then shuts the lid above them, forcing Piper and Alexis to sit. “You can’t do this!” Alexis screamed, banging on the box.

Inside the box, they say, “Let us out, you creepy, freaky clowns.” The clown picked up the box and spun it around like they were having fun. They stopped and set the box down when Kaptain Krazy told the audience, “Ok, people, we need your help. Count with us.” Krazy started rotating the crank as the audience counted with them, “Five… Four… Three…” as the two women inside the box spun around like tornadoes, “Two… One…” Then, the spinning stopped.

They open the lid, and Piper and Alexis quickly stand up and reveal to the audience their chalk-white skin and new hair color. They were transformed into clowns. They have round clown noses. There’s a big smile around their mouths. Eyebrows were blue. Alexis now had a yellow and blue clown afro as Piper had a green clown afro.

Piper and Alexis look at each other and scream in fear. “No, no, no, this can’t be happening,” said Piper. “Uh, uh, I do not. Piper went on, “What is going on to us?!” Kaptain Krazy says, “She wants to know what’s going on. Show her what’s going on!” A clown then shoves a mirror in her face. “Oh, my gosh, I’m ruined! How could this get any worse?” Alexis said. Anna then steps in to say, “Calm down, Alexis. You are a clown now. You have a new life.”

Then, both press their noses to make a “HONK, Honk” noise. They scream and say, “AHHH, WHY?! Why are you doing this to me?” 

Kaptain Krazy says, “Relax, you’re clown. Smile big.” 

Alexis then lightly touches her new nose and makes a “Look, everyone, “their noses turn into cute clown noses!” 

“Please, I’m begging you, please change us back.” 

“I’m sorry, I can’t. Look on the bright side; we’ll be sisters—but clowns.” 

“Sisters?!” Alexis shrieked. “I can’t live like this!”

“My hair! My long, beautiful blonde hair,” cried Alexis. Piper said, “Goodbye, good life.”

Then a clown presents them with a mirror again and says, “Well, y’all look better than ever! HAHAHAHAHA!” “This isn’t better!” Piper snapped, glaring at the mirror.

Alexis and Piper triggered, shoves clowns to the ground. The audience laughs as Piper and Alexis run backstage to the mirrors, where they wipe off their “clown makeup.” 

“Come on, come on, get off!” Alexis muttered frantically, scrubbing her face.

However, when they rubbed the soap off their faces, they said, “It’s not coming off.” Anna and the Clowns come behind them as they still try to wipe off the “makeup.” “The makeup won’t come off—why isn’t it coming off?!” Piper then runs to them and yells, “It gotta come off.”

Alexis then tries to remove the clown nose at least; however, when attempting to remove it, the nose stretches out. When she let go, the nose returned to its normal state like a slingshot. “No, no, no!” Alexis wailed, pulling at her nose again. Anna and the clowns laugh so hard they are on their knees.

“Wait a minute,” Alexis said as she picked up a bar of soap and rubbed it on Anna’s face. The next moment, she was shocked. She dropped the bar soap and stepped back a lot.

“You’re… you’re face… it won’t…” 

Anna said, “Yes, Alexis, it won’t come off. I’m a real clown, and so are you two. This isn’t makeup, and you can’t change back to your appearance. The box spun you so fast that you were able to succumb to a snelling scent that altered your human cells to clown cells. We’re clowns now, and it’s time to get used to this new life.”

Alexis and Piper, pumping anxiety and fear, didn’t say anything. They were trapped as clowns forever, and Alexis’s fear came true. “I could occasionally wear this human face in public, but we’re clowns!” 

Anna said as the clown gave a round of applause, and Krazy nodded his head. “You are now funny and silly clowns too!” 

She said again. “No, no, you’re lying,” Piper said.

“Hahahaha jokes on you.” 

“This can’t be real,” Alexis whispered, trembling.

The clowns and Anna then approached, surrounded, and overcrowded them while Kaptain Krazy held their new clown clothes. “Time to dress the part, ladies!” he said, holding up the outfits with a grin.

The clowns slowly approached the two tell them to come here. They stand in denial terrified that the clowns are heading their direction. There was no way out. The clowns surround them as they pat their hair. “Get away from us!” Piper yelled, swatting at their hands.

Alexis and Piper tried fighting back but were overwhelmed. “Stop it! Let us go!” Alexis cried, but the clowns were relentless.

Piper wore a blue polka dot dress with a ruffled collar, yellow bloomers, pink socks, Marie Jane red shoes, and colorful bows in her hair with one giant bow on the chest. Alexis wore a polka dot jumpsuit with oversized red buttons, a puffy ruffled collar around the neck, and cuffs around the wrists. She also wore oversized clown shoes. As Alexis and Piper don their vibrant and whimsical clown costumes, they fully embody their transformed identities and embrace the magical and enchanting world of the circus.

You’ll stop near the clown’s tent and giggle at their wide butts and huge feet. “You like what you see, young lady?”, an older female clown will ask, with a grin. “Um, well, I just–”, you’ll begin, but she’ll reach into her drawstring bag and blow some pink dust right in your face. 

You’ll cough. “What did you–”, and then gasp. Your shoes will feel tight. “Omigawd. My…my feet! What did you DO?” You’ll wince in pain as you get the shoes off right before they burst…but your tiny, dainty feet don’t stop. They get longer, wider, thicker. It’ll become difficult for you to walk. You’ll be larger than anyone you’ve ever seen, far too big to ever buy normal shoes again. “You can’t…do this!”, you’ll wail. 

And the clown will chuckle. “Don’t worry, sweetie. You’re not done.” And then you’ll feel your pert, tiny, perfect behind spreading. And spreading, and spreading. You’ll whimper as your pants grow tighter, then skintight, then tear. Your fat ass will rip through, causing you to stagger. 

So. Fucking. Dumb.

Stupid Dumbfuck Clown.

You can cum now.

Oooh ah ~ 💙

On the note of drone faces and smiling, Delta Shoreline in fact is made of up of fully physically converted drones. We do no longer have human faces, and instead have what some would consider the archetypical 'gasmask' look, or smooth dome helmet designs. I am of the dome variety, but as such I am able to display images and mood-indicators when appropriate. Drones do in fact have a sense of humor, although I presume it would be esoteric, muted, and outright alien to a clown.

I do have some concerns though. I have noticed multiple occasions of you or your honkers' side encouraging clownification on your readers. I do understand that strategic transformation is a valid, if controversial practice to help forestall more dangerous transformations, Delta Shoreline will sometimes assist those in need of a more stable transformation by droning them, I worry this might encourage your more undesirable habits to re-emerge. Averting full foot-fiendism is an obvious necessity, but in the case of the 'fapper,' if you study the most recent literature on the subject, it has been found Null Bulges, and even Null Patch changes are a surprisingly effective treatment. The constant dull erogenous pleasure of a null-crotch is more conducive to adapting around it, rather than the constant highs and lows of a constantly orgasming phallus. Needless to say, the odor mitigation is also helpful. I trust you, and I encourage you to still maintain your ethos to help people, but I advise you to be cautious in future events, lest you lose the progress you've made. Best of probabilities, Unit J3 of Collective Delta Shoreline

Lots of wisdom here, and yes I got punished for being naughty on here. Now they have to approve all my posts. This place is like a prison sometimes!

lol get it?

However I do have to push back against the nulge recommendation.

Yes there’s lots of nulge research available that report good results using them as treatment. However if you dig into that research you find that most of these studies are funded by drone collectives.

The very design of a nulge is to reduce individualization of a person, and to supply them with a positive stream of reinforcement to distract and reward them in the early stages of their identity erasure.

I’m not accusing you of purposely pushing this, but we all have blind spots. You may also think uniforms provide better outcomes than not.

Not to say I think I was right. Turning that reader into a fapper was entirely for my own satisfaction. The correct solution should have been an examination to determine the change in behavior, then treating the root cause.

The trend in nulge recommendations has actually been pretty concerning to me. Then recommended as aids against transformations, treatment to sexual addictions, and just as fashion statements. (I was a cover of a magazine last week of Cathy Hutchins showing off her new nuldge.) Is no good. The fact that the nulge is all build up and no pay off actually increases its addictive qualities. An orgasm tells you to stop. The joy of gambling is from the simple anticipation of winning. A build up with no end causes a lot of mental distress, the person becomes more focused on the trickle of pleasure than their own life. As they start to neglect themselves and their relationship dronification steps in to solve the problem it created. It gives the victim an organized and controlled life where they are taken care of so they can continue their pleasure seeking impulses, but now under the terms of the controller.

I actually remember a lot of distress when you developed your nuldge. Feeling that your gender was being taken from you, and difficulty thinking and staying focused it’s actually around that time that your transformation accelerated.

Sorry for the rant, but I’m still an expert in the field and miss being a part of the discussion.

"Hello Welcome to Fashion Circus, anything I can help you with?"

Kate looked around the empty, but trendy looking new store in the mall. Then saw two women approaching her. She sighed, and accepted that in a place this empty you were going to get swarmed by clerks. "Yeah." She said hoisting the bags in either of her hands. "I'm looking for some new sandals." She held a foot up to show off the frayed pair of gladiators she'd been wearing for a while.

The two women nodded their heads in appreciation, the younger clerk stood up on her tip toes like she was trying to get a better looks.

"Sandals are such a fun choice." The elder clerk smiled, with perfect white teeth and gestured for Kate to follow. "So what are we going for today? Fun or sexy?"

"Umm..." Kate looked down at her boring beige sandals. "Functional?"

The clerk laughed. "There's a 'fun' in that word somewhere." The younger clerk giggled along with her, not politely either. She seemed ready to burst from the joke. "Speaking of sexy though." The clerk said, sitting Kate down. "We've gotta put these sexy thing on you." She gestured to a box of disposable socks.

Kate nodded and grabbed the box. She was used to the little nylon no shows shoe stores usually provided. "It's that going to be a little hard with sandals?" She asked.

"Please, this is a professional establishment." The clerk, obviously a manager sniffed. "We know what we're doing."

"Alright then." Kate sighed and pulled a pair of socks free, surprised, or maybe gob smacked to find that they weren't little nylon no shoes, but thick, knit knee highs socks. Not just knee highs, not just, knit, but toe socks! With a little section for each of her piggies! Um... toes. "What in the world."

"Believe me." The manage said, apologetically. "We'd love to handle shoes with a hundred people's sweat soaked into them, but corporate just won't let us."

Kate smiled at that and shrugged. "At least they're not cheap. Those little socks at the other stores don't feel like they provide any kind of barrier."

The manager nodded. "Couldn't have said it better myself."

Kate rulled the socks up, and unspooled them over her feet, and up her calf's. The younger clerk got on her knees and fussed with the toes to make sure they were all snug around Kate's toes, and that the seams were all aligned. Kate let her, and rolled the second sock up. They were comfortable, she'd give them that.

"Feel ridiculous yet?" The manager asked her.

Kate giggled at that. "Oh yes."

The manager brought out a box, and handed it to Kate. "Wait until you see yourself in these, combined with the socks." Kate laughed, and brought out a very nice pair of gladiators. Much like her own, only... kind of perfect. They weren't too fancy, but not too plain. It's like they were the very ideal of the shoe sandal she'd been looking for without her knowing.

"Wow!" She excitedly slid them on, and stood in front of the mirror. "Oh." She giggled and posed as she saw the ridiculous combo of these very nice sandals over a pair of chunky beige knit socks. "I see what you mean."

"You look ridiculous." The manager said, the joke making her voice light and friendly.

"I do." Kate nodded, posing for herself in the mirror. "Ridiculous." She mumbled to herself as she stared at the socks.

"What do you think."

"I look ridiculous." Kate said dreamily, without thinking about it.

"Yes dear." The manager laughed, then turned to the younger clerk. "See how I gently led her into the right frame of mind?"

"Oh yes Ms. Buttermuffin!" The clerk said excitedly. "Masterful as always." She then whined, and did a little pee-pee dance at the very edges of Kate's vision. "Can we smell her feet yet? Can we?"

"Patience." The manager sighed. "We haven't even made the sell yet. Pay attention. This is the state we're looking for before we progress to the second pair of shoes."

"I look ridiculous." Kate said a faint smile playing at the corner of her mouth.

"I meant what do you think about the shoes." The manager said, like there had been no gap in the conversation.

"Oh." Kate shook her head, like trying to clear cobwebs out. "I love them, they're really... fun-tional!"

The younger clerk started up with another fit of giggles at that. "Fun-tional! Oh man, that's too good!"

Kate smiled reluctantly at the strange praise.

"Those socks just don't work do they?" The manager asked.

"I look ridiculous." Kate answered.

"Yes and you really pull it off. What about a different color?"

Kate scrunched her brows together. "Different colored sandals."

"Socks dear, we're talking about socks."

"Oh." Kate shook her head. "I dunno."

"Come on." The manager pressed. "Sexy red, cheery yellow, bashful blue?"

Kate just shook her head.

The manager nodded knowingly. "So hard to decide on just one. That's why we have rainbow isn't it."

Kate blinked, and tilted her head as she kept moddling her ridiculous looking outfit in the mirror. She hadn't really noticed until now but her socks weren't beige. they actually couldn't have been farther from beige. They were stripped like a rainbow, with each of her toes appearing as a different color entirely. She stared at her feet some more like she was trying to figure out a puzzle. "That's..."

"So fun!" The manager said with a smile. "I mean, fun-ctional!"

"Yeah." Kate nodded her head and smile. "Functional." She then winced, as a pulse of pain came from her foot. "Owie."

"Oh, getting a little tight huh?" The manager asked.

"Yeah." Kate nodded, "my feet feel swollen."

"Well let's get you out of them." The manager said and then glared at the younger clerk. "No use destroying a perfectly good pair of shoes by having you burst through them."

"Yeah." Kate nodded dully, and sat down. She bent down to unstap her sandals but the clerk jumped to the job. She eagerly, pulled the two sandals off, and threw them over her shoulder, over the aisle and into parts unknown.

"Let me massage your feet ma'am!" She said eagerly, and without permission started kneading Kate's aching feet. "Those sandals were too small for you, way to small. You need bigger sandals, much bigger."

"Yeah." Kate nodded. "I have big feet." She said, as if realizing it for the first time. She let out a soft moan at the clerk massaged her feet, her bones felt like they were lost in all that flesh. Her feet just felt so squishy and swollen.

The manager cleared her throat and glared down at the younger clerk.

The younger clerk wilted like a abused dog. "Oh, uh, sorry ma'am." She let go of Kate's feet.

"It's okay." Kate said. "Really." She looked up at the manager. "My feet are throbbing, they could really use a good massage."

The Manager seemed to perk up at that. "Oh of course ma'am. We're eager to please, but didn't want to scare you off!" She smiled, and for the first time Kate noticed she had a pretty pronounced set of buck teeth.

"Mmmmm no it's fine." Kate sighed as the clerk went back to work kneading her swelling feet. "I have big feet." She said, just to make conversation. "It um... feels good when people rub them."

"I bet people are lining up to rub your big feet." She manager said conspiratorially. Kate noticed a faint look of displeasure come over her face when the clerk planted her nose between Kate's toes and started sniffing.

"Oh yeah." Kate lied, not knowing why, and not really feeling like she was lying either. "Rub and sniff! They just can't get enough, ya know?"

"Oh I know, it's just a curse we big girls have to live with." The manager casually picked up one of Kate's hefty feet and brought the toes to her nose for a sniff. "It's fun, isn't it?"

Kate giggled and nodded her head. "Yeah." She looked down to check, and sure enough the manager was right. Her own feet were quite large, larger than any man who's feet Kate had licked...or...what? "You've got big feet too." She said slowly.

"Sure do." The manager winked, then set Kate's foot down. "Looks like you're about done." She leaned in and the clerk stopped sniffing so they could both watch as Kate's toes burst out of her toe sock. The seam ripped as ten fat and round digits spilled out from the socks, the nails now painted bright rainbowy colors. Her feet were now three times the size they had been when she entered, and seemed to shimmer with a kind of pastel haze of sweat and foot funk.

"Woah." Kate gurgled, and leaned in. "That's so..."

"Fun!" The Manager laughed.

"Yeah!" Kate agreed and wiggled her fat round toes. "Really fun!"

"Really really fun!" The clerk giggled, and started sucking and chewing on Kate's gummy little piggies. Kate could only, giggle and moan as her feet soaked up so much yummy attention.

The manager meanwhile left for the back and came back with two massive yellow flip flops, they were cheap as could be and looked like novelty items rather than actual foot wear. "I think these are what you were looking for!"

Kate reluctantly removed her toes from the clerk's mouth, and slid her fat sausages into the flip flops. "Sandals and socks is so fun!" She giggled, posing for herself in the mirror. "I look ridiculous!"