Jon decided to cool down a bit. This was after all what he wanted. He listened again. There was no one in his room. "Then I should get out of the toilet", he thought, and he opened the door. When he walked into his room, he was alone. He opened the door to the hallway of his room so he could hear other voices in the house, grabbed a book, and lay down on his bed.
He lay there for some time trying to read to set his mind to something else, but found that was reading the lines, but none of the information actually reached his brain as he was too much thinking about the changes that his last wish will cause in the near future.
Al of a sudden he was brought back to reality. What the lines in his book couldn't do did the voice of his brother Mikey from the kitchen;
"Mom, where are my new soccer socks?"
"O, I'm sorry hun, I didn't get to buy you a new pair yet"
"But I only have one. I can't go to soccer training like that"
"I know Mikey. Maybe check lost and found before you start your training tonight"
"I've lost it during the game at another club last Saturday, I don't think it will be there"
"I'll buy you a new pair tomorrow. For tonight, I don't think anyone is using Jon at the moment, so you can use him if you want."
Mikey's worries disappeared as mom helped him find the solution.
"Thanks mom!" he said and went to look for Jon.
Jon was in shock. He heard the conversation an now slowly started to understand the impact of his wish. For now Mikey was on his way to use him as a sock. This was not exactly what he wanted. Actually at the moment he thought it was terrible, but there was absolutely no way he could prevent it.
Then Mikey appeared in the door.
"Hey Jon, come with me, I need you for something"
"Yes I heard", Jon said, "And I'm not really looking forward to be on your foot"
"It is only for training tonight, and you know I don't really have to ask you for permission. Mom even suggested it."
"I still don't think I like it"
"Doesn't matter. I need you. Are you coming? "
"What if I don't?"
"Very well...", replied Mikey and he started mumbling words Jon did not understand, but he did understand that this was the moment. He tried to sit up on the bed, but a rush of butterflies went through his body, and he found he was paralysed. First his clothes disappeared after which he started shrinking. He saw the bed, the room and Mikey growing bigger. When he saw his own body he saw he was turning blue. Blue is the colour of Mikey's team. He was slowly getting the tast of washed clothes in his mouth. Then his legs straitened and started moving backwards. In the mean time they fused together, as did his arms to the side of his body. He could feel his neck get shorter until is was gone, and his head moved down until it was between his shoulders. His skin was getting more and more the texture of the fabric used in socks. The taste and smell of laundry got stronger too. His legs were now coming like straight from his arse. His feet merged in this fused mass of blue. Then at the end where is feet used to be a hole appeared. The opening spread through his fused legs, all the way down to his ass hole. Then through the rest of his body until his body was completely hollow. Then after a few more changes he was finished. He was nothing more that a blue soccer sock on his bed, next to the book he didn't really read. A sock. One of a pair that Mikey always wears when he is playing soccer.
Jon felt horrible and exited at the same time. This was after all what he wanted, but a sock. This is going to be a long two months. Jon could feel his new sock body. He knew that the front of his former body was now the bottom of the sock. That was how he was going to be used. He was exited but could not really express it. Normally he would get a hard-on but where his dick used to be was now the heel section of the sock. "I hope that doesn't hurt, when he is wearing me", John thought
"See, that wasn't so hard" said Mikey and Jon saw Mikeys hand reach for him and grab him at what used to be his legs. It felt weird to Jon to be grabbed as an object for the first time. Mikey walked to his room, and tossed the sock on his bed next to it's twin. Jon saw the other sock, and realized he looked exactly the same. Then he say Mikey getting the rest of his uniform together. White shirt, blue shorts and shin guards. He put all the stuff in a backpack and then Jon felt picked up again and was put in the bag together with his twin. Then Mikey picked up the bag, and walked a bit. In the scullery he took his soccer cleats, put 'm in his bag, and closed it.
Then is was dark in the bag. Jon only just realised, when the shoes entered the bag, that he was not only going to be worn by Mikey, he was about to be locked up inside the shoe as well.
The smell of sweat and old grass from the shoes starts to spread around in the bag. Jon felt the bag was carried an dropped a few times. Then he felt the bag was pressed against Mikeys back.
"Mom! I'me gone!".
