Replacement and Re-Placement
A Shrunken Roommate (Re-upload)
chapter 17
by
copier
· original author:
cobraman
Your hope was dwindling after that first month, but you couldn’t give up so you tried to occupy your mind with something other than despair and foot sweat. Quinn of course was not going to give you any sort of breaks as she was basically forced to use you so you tried focusing on learning what you could about her. It was almost enough to make you forget how difficult being her sandal was. The overly curvy girl hardly looked down at you anymore but you had started to be able to tell her mood through how she shifted her weight onto you. Although even if you wanted to move and struggle now that the glue was dissolved Quinn had devastated your body enough that leaving you off while she was sleeping wasn’t nearly enough time for you to try and reform anything so while you were fully flattened out it was easy to feel how she shifted.
In the second month you were sure that Avery had forgotten your existence completely as she had stopped asking Quinn if her sandals had come in yet, a question that had made your owner annoyed but that wasn’t much of an issue anymore. Also in the second month you had found Quinn stopped washing off the bottoms of her feet when she came back with sand on them from rescuing someone until the end of the day, which was a bad sign for you. If she didn’t occasionally glance at you before going to bed you would think that you had been forgotten completely. Isabella was also sure to check in every month or so you found out, although if she didn’t know exactly what you were she praised Quinn for completely masking your features and Quinn just rolled her eyes. She was sure to press down and make sure you actually were still part of the sandel by feeling for your body.
It was a normal day in the third month of minimal interaction when you felt Quinn scrunch her toes in excitement, although you knew her expression didn’t change you wondered what could have gotten her so happy. Then you saw the box she was picking up from the front of the place. Sliding out of you easily and placing you on the table she unpacked the box to which you found a nearly identical pair of sandals lifted out, the main difference between them was that these ones didn’t have dark spots where Quinn’s weight had pressed them down. Well, you actually didn’t show signs of wear and tear so you looked actually identical to the right sandel, so much so that you were worried she would mix you up if she set them down near you.
“Good news, too lefty here is on it’s last leg. Ah sorry Hunter I know you’re down there too.” Though her expression didn’t change you had been with her for so long that you were actually sure that she was being honest. She hadn’t forgotten you; she was just bad at expressing herself. She dropped her new sandals onto the floor and stepped into them the time for your release from her feet was finally here! “Let’s get you off there, I know we’re not really much closer to getting this whole thing solved but… Well I really appreciate you putting up with this, I’m sure you’re ready to be done with feet for a while too so let’s get you off there.”
The glue had long since expired on your back, the only thing sticking you in shape was sheer pressure that had been put on you as her Sandal, it was longer than you had been stretched before and not to mention your permanently stuck out tongue had been tasting her foot the whole time. You didn’t know how long it would take you to get ‘back to form’ but getting off the footwear would be a great first step. That part was easy, she simply pushed up from the original hole that had caused her to need a ‘replacement’ in the first place. That still left you flat, foot shaped and with your tongue stuck up into the air all on it’s own. Quinn tossed her old sandals and carried you to her room setting you on the dresser so that you would hopefully reform.
Later that day, you hadn’t made much progress, after all you had been stuck for nearly four months but the girls were all now informed of the situation and you had joined them (with Quinn carrying you) for the conversation.
“It’s great that your new sandals came in Quinn, took a little longer than we first thought,” Morgan had started.
“But now the cutie is free for his next place! Can I call dibs?” Avery said ditzily, yeh after four months of looking at you as just Quinn’s shoe her perception was really warped. You’d probably need to have the situation resolved before you could repair that relationship, still you felt bad how she had been manipulated so bad.
“No, we all agreed how this works Hunter decides, I mean he’s in no condition right now but once he can talk again.” Quinn shut her down, thankfully since you would really rather not be forgotten completely by the forgetful model, although it seemed that Avery was considering it more like a sort of game where you were both the judge and the prize.
Morgan grimace though. “Our next check up with Isabella is sometime in the next two or three days, she hasn’t been coming on the exact same day every month because she’s trying to catch us not using him I think. We need to figure it out tomorrow at the latest, Hunter, sorry to put you on the spot but, try and reform your mouth… I’ve got a new lead but it might take a while yet.”
Avery piped up “Ohhh, we should all agree that this is the time limit then, every time we decide we do a four month turn.” Of course you would try to argue that it would be just as easy to let you get a proper rest after the check up, but maybe it was the slight erosion of their care or just simply not being able to argue with the energetic girl but the other two agreed to that condition. After all if you did end up with Avery she would be forced to give you up when the four months is over, which was especially important if they could get your licence removed.
You really didn’t want it to be left up to random chance where you would end up so you did focus on trying to reform your mouth, the only issue was your tongue even the whole day of work had only gotten it to half way retract. You found you could move your mouth and got enough air in to talk, but you conserved energy trying to get every ounce of reformation you could. You were briefly distracted by Quinn changing clothes right in front of you, completely not even thinking about it. Reforming took practically all of your mental energy and getting distracted by how sexy the girl who had worn you like a shoe was had cost you. By the time you needed to talk to them you were only partially able to communicate.
“Alright Hunter, we’ve got our options laid out for you…” Quinn was taking the lead this time, her stoic face slightly blushing this time.
“Ehthing buhhh feth” You tried to communicate that you had suffered enough under her feet, but your words weren’t exactly coming through well. Not just that but you were still shaped like an insole, your features only faintly appearing by now. The girls presented your new options to you so that you could choose what you would be used as next, as much as you didn’t want to be used you had to make a choice. Athough your answer comes out horrendously slurred, you hadn't realized just how difficult just saying the girls names would be...
1. "I tuth choinn" (Your choice is Quinn again, this time she wants you as a Bra. She seems to have grown a bit so now all of her cloths are a bit small. She's hoping your stretchy properties will make you fit better or be more supportive and she's more comfortable with you in an intimate situation now)
2 "I tuth choinn" (Your choice was SUPPOSED to be Quinn but due to slurring the girls all think that you choose Morgan. Morgan, having already resolved her own sportsbra issue this time asked for something completely different. In fact she had asked that you be her insole seeing as how you had already chosen feet once she didn't think it was out of bounds, even though a running shoe was very different from a sandal. You haven't escaped feet yet.)
3 "I Tuth Azery" (The slurring isn't that bad, but you've choosen Avery because even though she still want's you to be her thong, it seems like the least painful choice of the three.)
In the second month you were sure that Avery had forgotten your existence completely as she had stopped asking Quinn if her sandals had come in yet, a question that had made your owner annoyed but that wasn’t much of an issue anymore. Also in the second month you had found Quinn stopped washing off the bottoms of her feet when she came back with sand on them from rescuing someone until the end of the day, which was a bad sign for you. If she didn’t occasionally glance at you before going to bed you would think that you had been forgotten completely. Isabella was also sure to check in every month or so you found out, although if she didn’t know exactly what you were she praised Quinn for completely masking your features and Quinn just rolled her eyes. She was sure to press down and make sure you actually were still part of the sandel by feeling for your body.
It was a normal day in the third month of minimal interaction when you felt Quinn scrunch her toes in excitement, although you knew her expression didn’t change you wondered what could have gotten her so happy. Then you saw the box she was picking up from the front of the place. Sliding out of you easily and placing you on the table she unpacked the box to which you found a nearly identical pair of sandals lifted out, the main difference between them was that these ones didn’t have dark spots where Quinn’s weight had pressed them down. Well, you actually didn’t show signs of wear and tear so you looked actually identical to the right sandel, so much so that you were worried she would mix you up if she set them down near you.
“Good news, too lefty here is on it’s last leg. Ah sorry Hunter I know you’re down there too.” Though her expression didn’t change you had been with her for so long that you were actually sure that she was being honest. She hadn’t forgotten you; she was just bad at expressing herself. She dropped her new sandals onto the floor and stepped into them the time for your release from her feet was finally here! “Let’s get you off there, I know we’re not really much closer to getting this whole thing solved but… Well I really appreciate you putting up with this, I’m sure you’re ready to be done with feet for a while too so let’s get you off there.”
The glue had long since expired on your back, the only thing sticking you in shape was sheer pressure that had been put on you as her Sandal, it was longer than you had been stretched before and not to mention your permanently stuck out tongue had been tasting her foot the whole time. You didn’t know how long it would take you to get ‘back to form’ but getting off the footwear would be a great first step. That part was easy, she simply pushed up from the original hole that had caused her to need a ‘replacement’ in the first place. That still left you flat, foot shaped and with your tongue stuck up into the air all on it’s own. Quinn tossed her old sandals and carried you to her room setting you on the dresser so that you would hopefully reform.
Later that day, you hadn’t made much progress, after all you had been stuck for nearly four months but the girls were all now informed of the situation and you had joined them (with Quinn carrying you) for the conversation.
“It’s great that your new sandals came in Quinn, took a little longer than we first thought,” Morgan had started.
“But now the cutie is free for his next place! Can I call dibs?” Avery said ditzily, yeh after four months of looking at you as just Quinn’s shoe her perception was really warped. You’d probably need to have the situation resolved before you could repair that relationship, still you felt bad how she had been manipulated so bad.
“No, we all agreed how this works Hunter decides, I mean he’s in no condition right now but once he can talk again.” Quinn shut her down, thankfully since you would really rather not be forgotten completely by the forgetful model, although it seemed that Avery was considering it more like a sort of game where you were both the judge and the prize.
Morgan grimace though. “Our next check up with Isabella is sometime in the next two or three days, she hasn’t been coming on the exact same day every month because she’s trying to catch us not using him I think. We need to figure it out tomorrow at the latest, Hunter, sorry to put you on the spot but, try and reform your mouth… I’ve got a new lead but it might take a while yet.”
Avery piped up “Ohhh, we should all agree that this is the time limit then, every time we decide we do a four month turn.” Of course you would try to argue that it would be just as easy to let you get a proper rest after the check up, but maybe it was the slight erosion of their care or just simply not being able to argue with the energetic girl but the other two agreed to that condition. After all if you did end up with Avery she would be forced to give you up when the four months is over, which was especially important if they could get your licence removed.
You really didn’t want it to be left up to random chance where you would end up so you did focus on trying to reform your mouth, the only issue was your tongue even the whole day of work had only gotten it to half way retract. You found you could move your mouth and got enough air in to talk, but you conserved energy trying to get every ounce of reformation you could. You were briefly distracted by Quinn changing clothes right in front of you, completely not even thinking about it. Reforming took practically all of your mental energy and getting distracted by how sexy the girl who had worn you like a shoe was had cost you. By the time you needed to talk to them you were only partially able to communicate.
“Alright Hunter, we’ve got our options laid out for you…” Quinn was taking the lead this time, her stoic face slightly blushing this time.
“Ehthing buhhh feth” You tried to communicate that you had suffered enough under her feet, but your words weren’t exactly coming through well. Not just that but you were still shaped like an insole, your features only faintly appearing by now. The girls presented your new options to you so that you could choose what you would be used as next, as much as you didn’t want to be used you had to make a choice. Athough your answer comes out horrendously slurred, you hadn't realized just how difficult just saying the girls names would be...
1. "I tuth choinn" (Your choice is Quinn again, this time she wants you as a Bra. She seems to have grown a bit so now all of her cloths are a bit small. She's hoping your stretchy properties will make you fit better or be more supportive and she's more comfortable with you in an intimate situation now)
2 "I tuth choinn" (Your choice was SUPPOSED to be Quinn but due to slurring the girls all think that you choose Morgan. Morgan, having already resolved her own sportsbra issue this time asked for something completely different. In fact she had asked that you be her insole seeing as how you had already chosen feet once she didn't think it was out of bounds, even though a running shoe was very different from a sandal. You haven't escaped feet yet.)
3 "I Tuth Azery" (The slurring isn't that bad, but you've choosen Avery because even though she still want's you to be her thong, it seems like the least painful choice of the three.)
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April 23, 2025
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