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I'd never seen such a shabby store before. Even the sign outside was broken. But still I went inside this 'foot lock' with my friend, joking about the new brand.

On the inside it wasn't much better. There were shoes lying everywhere and not even new ones! It seemed like people just threw away their old shoes here and walked off with a new pair. We started to make photos for our instagram. We just had to document what we were seeing.

The girl at the counter didn't seem to mind. She just said something inaudibly and laughed. At first I thought she was talking on the phone, but then I realized there wasn't a headset or anything. A crazy one, obviously.

At first we were still making our jokes, but then she looked at us in a way that gave us the chills. She was still smiling, but something was off. I told my friend we should leave, but before we reached the door the strange woman stopped us.

"Where do you think you are going, girls?"

Ignoring her inappropriate tone we just mumbled something about not finding anything to buy. She interrupted us midsentence:

"Oh, but you're not here to buy, you're here to be bought. And because you're such brats I'm going to take you for myself!"

We had no time to react. The next thing we saw were our own shoes lying on the ground, seeming impossiblly big. Then she picked us up and before we even realized what had happened, put us on her feet!

We were touching and feeling them inside of us as she started walking.

"Welcome to foot lock! A place where you will be locked forever to a foot. You even have the honor of living your existence down at my very own feet."

She wasn't joking. We were already broken in when she put her feet up at the end of the day and started laughing at our pitiful state...

Description

Words:

I'd never seen such a shabby store before. Even the sign outside was broken. But still I went inside this 'foot lock' with my friend, joking about the new brand.

On the inside it wasn't much better. There were shoes lying everywhere and not even new ones! It seemed like people just threw away their old shoes here and walked off with a new pair. We started to make photos for our instagram. We just had to document what we were seeing.

The girl at the counter didn't seem to mind. She just said something inaudibly and laughed. At first I thought she was talking on the phone, but then I realized there wasn't a headset or anything. A crazy one, obviously.

At first we were still making our jokes, but then she looked at us in a way that gave us the chills. She was still smiling, but something was off. I told my friend we should leave, but before we reached the door the strange woman stopped us.

"Where do you think you are going, girls?"

Ignoring her inappropriate tone we just mumbled something about not finding anything to buy. She interrupted us midsentence:

"Oh, but you're not here to buy, you're here to be bought. And because you're such brats I'm going to take you for myself!"

We had no time to react. The next thing we saw were our own shoes lying on the ground, seeming impossiblly big. Then she picked us up and before we even realized what had happened, put us on her feet!

We were touching and feeling them inside of us as she started walking.

"Welcome to foot lock! A place where you will be locked forever to a foot. You even have the honor of living your existence down at my very own feet."

She wasn't joking. We were already broken in when she put her feet up at the end of the day and started laughing at our pitiful state...