tinywulf
10-31-2003, 10:22 PM
Imagine
Have you ever wondered how it felt to be transformed into a living shoe?
Would you like to read a tale a witch told me long ago???
I met this witch when I was studying in Quebec, it was 7 years ago…..
It was a night where everyone brought a bag of chips or popcorn or marshmallows, sitting around a fire camp, telling horror stories.
After a couple of pretty good stories, a fog started to form in the camp, everybody around the fire got very nervous, I could see 3 girls starting to have tears in their eyes, then we all stopped breathing as a silhouette started to emerge from the fog, then when the silhouette was getting more clear we were now able to see it was a “normal” person dressed very oddly, we couldn’t see the face nor any skin, the human form came near me, I was the one standing, ready to tell a horror story, then the human form removed it’s cape, revealing a young woman, about 25 years old, she was very gorgeous, she smiled at me softly and then spoke to the whole group.
The gorgeous lady: Mind if I join your little group? I really like horror stories.
We were still shocked from her entrance, but some of the guys in the group found her very attractive.
So I said: Yes its ok, may we know your name please?
Ursula: My name is Ursula, so who was about to tell his horror story???
Me: It’s my turn, I have a very good story about witches…
Ursula: Interesting I would really like to hear it.
So I started to tell my horror story about witches that were haunting the woods near the cemetery of the city we were living and at one point 1 girl screamed very loudly, I was proud of my scary story since it’s the goal to have those kind of reaction. I turned to Ursula who was smiling widely, she looked like she had great fun hearing my story. Well the story ended and the girl that screamed explained to us why she screamed and we had a good laugh, because the only reason she screamed was because she saw a mouse near her shoes…..
Then I asked who wanted to go next, no one raised a hand, so I turned to Ursula and asked.
Me: Miss I was wondering if you could possibly know a story, I mean a frightening story.
Ursula: hmm it depends on who will hear it, but yes I have a very good frightening story.
Here is the tale of the guy that was transformed by a witch.
A long time ago, when there was still Kings and Queens, a young but very bad guy lived in a hut, no one in the village loved him, no one in the village liked him, no one in the whole village was his friend, the reason was simple, he was a thief, a liar, in our language, he was a total asshole.
One night, during the wheat harvest festival, a caravan entered the town, with fortune tellers, acrobats, musicians, and beautiful courtesans. The thief, slowly walked through all of these new peoples trying to steal as much as he could, when all of a sudden, a strong hand, came down on his shoulder, the thief took his blade out and turned slowly to face the one that had caught him stealing, to his surprise he saw a pretty young blonde woman, at first he was very surprised by her strength, but her beauty melted his heart very quickly.
The young lady: Give me back what you stole from me.
The thief : I haven’t stole anything Miss.
The lady : You stole a bag containing a precious item, give it back to me or else…….
The thief : Or else what? He said laughing.
The lady: Or else I’ll transform you into an object and you will be used as that object forever by me.
The thief: That is the craziest thing someone ever told me.
And the thief turned away trying to get free from the lady, the next thing he heard was a language he never heard wondering what it could be.
Asüms, Darektïs Alunora, Draës luça siuoi.
The thief started to felt terribly bad, his tummy felt like he had swallowed an iron bar, he fell on his knees, looking at her, she had a cruel smile on her lips, and then she talked very softly to him.
The young lady: Thief, are you wondering what I just did, are you wondering why you have stomach pain?
The thief was asking himself how she could possibly know he had stomach pain.
The young lady: I am a witch, thief, I cast a spell on you, in about 15 minutes you will be a nice little object.
The thief: What? You can’t be serious.
The young lady: Oh yes I am, do you wonder what you will be transformed into? A nice human shoe, I will enjoy this a lot, wearing you forever slave.
The thief: You must be kidding, there no way it could happen, please I’ll give you back what I stole, I’ll be a good guy from now on.
The young lady: Hmm no, I will enjoy a lot more using you as my shoe. I used to have couple of pairs of shoes, but now that I have you I will only use you.
The thief: nooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!
Suddenly the young lady noticed the transformation, his legs curled and came under his arms, his arms making a circle over his head, his face stretched and his mouth was now where his feet were couples of seconds ago, his eyes staying under the circle made with his arms, his skin started to get darken, turning into a light brown, his mouth starting to open wide, and starting to form a long tunnel, his tongue laying flat in his mouth, unable to move it, his teeth started to disappear…
The young lady: Yes you won’t need teeth anymore, you will only eat what will be under my foot, and beside I don’t want you to ruin my stockings.
Couples of minutes later the thief was almost completely transformed, then his new form started to get smaller, reducing from 5 foot 5 inches to barely 1 foot, he could see light through a weird hole above his face, then he saw something that scared him a lot, he saw the giant face of the young woman, she smiled cruelly at him.
The young lady: Now, let’s just adjust you to my foot size, I need a perfect fit.
The thief started to see a dirty foot above the hole, then the toes starting to get closer, and closer, the toes of the foot started to wiggle over the hole, he could smell a very bad and disgusting odor.
The young lady: Don’t worry about the smell of my feet, after 100 years as my shoe it will not bother you anymore
Then he started to feel the toes touching the “skin” beside his eyes, the foot started to move slowly over his eyes, he could see clearly every trace of dirt, every bit of dust, his mouth started to taste her foot, he felt very disgusted, then he started to feel his body getting smaller and smaller, his mouth was literally wrapping her foot, his tongue forming an insole, forming and following all the curves and wrinkles of her foot, then he started to feel fresh air emerge as the foot slid away from him, he was able to see light again, then the lady grabbed him with her hand, and he felt he was lifted into the air, then he saw her face very close, especially her nose getting over her eyes, he heard her take a whiff at him.
The young lady: Peeeewwwwww! Yuk my foot smells terribly, I don’t know how you can stand the smell.
Then she laughed cruelly, she started to walk a little, then he felt like he was turning, then he saw a horrible thing, he saw something that could be taken as a normal shoe, except the eyes where the heel would lay on the insole, he was a light brown shoe, he was able to see the instep of the shoe and noticed his name was written in silver lettering on it, Tarek.
The young lady: Welcome to your new life.
Two guys on my left side started to laugh hysterically, Ursula raised an eyebrow.
Ursula: hmm you don’t believe me???
That is when I saw a weird thing, on the left shoe of Ursula was written a word in silver letters, T a r e k , omg I said to myself it can’t be, that’s impossible, she’s just playing a bad trick.
Me: Ursula may I ask a question?
Ursula: Yes dear you can.
Me: I was wondering, the witch in this story, does she exist for real?
Ursula: Yes she does exist.
One of the guys: It was a nice fairy tale young lady, but it was not a horror story.
Ursula: For the thief it was, and it’s still a bad nightmare he wishes he could wake from someday.
The guy: Come on you have great imagination Ursula, but just the thought of it, that’s impossible.
Ursula : Oh is it? Tarek is with me to prove it.
The audience was quiet for a bit, then Ursula, moved her hands over her left shoe then every one saw the silver letters on the shoe, some girls covered their mouth in disgust, some other started to laugh, then slowly Ursula removed her shoe, and slowly turned the opening of the shoe to the audience and there, they saw it, they saw two tiny eyes, pleading eyes.
Ursula: It’s been 134 years since I transformed Tarek, I wear him everyday, and everyday he smells and cleans my foot, everyday that I keep him his mind is tortured, because he still has his mind, even right now he can hear and understand us, I felt him sobbing while I was telling his tale.
Then Ursula put her foot back into her “shoe” then the fog reappeared.
Ursula: Remember, to always be a nice person, or someday I might return, I would like a right shoe like Tarek.
Then the fog completely wrapped her and in a blink she was gone……….
Since this night, I can’t go thru a single night without thinking about Tarek, how bad his situation was, and I can’t help but to think that, even if he was a thief, and an asshole, he didn’t deserve to be used as a shoe forever.
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Hope you all liked this short story. I have lot of story idea, maybe ill write another in English, beside forgive me all for my very poor English.
-stevef
Have you ever wondered how it felt to be transformed into a living shoe?
Would you like to read a tale a witch told me long ago???
I met this witch when I was studying in Quebec, it was 7 years ago…..
It was a night where everyone brought a bag of chips or popcorn or marshmallows, sitting around a fire camp, telling horror stories.
After a couple of pretty good stories, a fog started to form in the camp, everybody around the fire got very nervous, I could see 3 girls starting to have tears in their eyes, then we all stopped breathing as a silhouette started to emerge from the fog, then when the silhouette was getting more clear we were now able to see it was a “normal” person dressed very oddly, we couldn’t see the face nor any skin, the human form came near me, I was the one standing, ready to tell a horror story, then the human form removed it’s cape, revealing a young woman, about 25 years old, she was very gorgeous, she smiled at me softly and then spoke to the whole group.
The gorgeous lady: Mind if I join your little group? I really like horror stories.
We were still shocked from her entrance, but some of the guys in the group found her very attractive.
So I said: Yes its ok, may we know your name please?
Ursula: My name is Ursula, so who was about to tell his horror story???
Me: It’s my turn, I have a very good story about witches…
Ursula: Interesting I would really like to hear it.
So I started to tell my horror story about witches that were haunting the woods near the cemetery of the city we were living and at one point 1 girl screamed very loudly, I was proud of my scary story since it’s the goal to have those kind of reaction. I turned to Ursula who was smiling widely, she looked like she had great fun hearing my story. Well the story ended and the girl that screamed explained to us why she screamed and we had a good laugh, because the only reason she screamed was because she saw a mouse near her shoes…..
Then I asked who wanted to go next, no one raised a hand, so I turned to Ursula and asked.
Me: Miss I was wondering if you could possibly know a story, I mean a frightening story.
Ursula: hmm it depends on who will hear it, but yes I have a very good frightening story.
Here is the tale of the guy that was transformed by a witch.
A long time ago, when there was still Kings and Queens, a young but very bad guy lived in a hut, no one in the village loved him, no one in the village liked him, no one in the whole village was his friend, the reason was simple, he was a thief, a liar, in our language, he was a total asshole.
One night, during the wheat harvest festival, a caravan entered the town, with fortune tellers, acrobats, musicians, and beautiful courtesans. The thief, slowly walked through all of these new peoples trying to steal as much as he could, when all of a sudden, a strong hand, came down on his shoulder, the thief took his blade out and turned slowly to face the one that had caught him stealing, to his surprise he saw a pretty young blonde woman, at first he was very surprised by her strength, but her beauty melted his heart very quickly.
The young lady: Give me back what you stole from me.
The thief : I haven’t stole anything Miss.
The lady : You stole a bag containing a precious item, give it back to me or else…….
The thief : Or else what? He said laughing.
The lady: Or else I’ll transform you into an object and you will be used as that object forever by me.
The thief: That is the craziest thing someone ever told me.
And the thief turned away trying to get free from the lady, the next thing he heard was a language he never heard wondering what it could be.
Asüms, Darektïs Alunora, Draës luça siuoi.
The thief started to felt terribly bad, his tummy felt like he had swallowed an iron bar, he fell on his knees, looking at her, she had a cruel smile on her lips, and then she talked very softly to him.
The young lady: Thief, are you wondering what I just did, are you wondering why you have stomach pain?
The thief was asking himself how she could possibly know he had stomach pain.
The young lady: I am a witch, thief, I cast a spell on you, in about 15 minutes you will be a nice little object.
The thief: What? You can’t be serious.
The young lady: Oh yes I am, do you wonder what you will be transformed into? A nice human shoe, I will enjoy this a lot, wearing you forever slave.
The thief: You must be kidding, there no way it could happen, please I’ll give you back what I stole, I’ll be a good guy from now on.
The young lady: Hmm no, I will enjoy a lot more using you as my shoe. I used to have couple of pairs of shoes, but now that I have you I will only use you.
The thief: nooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!
Suddenly the young lady noticed the transformation, his legs curled and came under his arms, his arms making a circle over his head, his face stretched and his mouth was now where his feet were couples of seconds ago, his eyes staying under the circle made with his arms, his skin started to get darken, turning into a light brown, his mouth starting to open wide, and starting to form a long tunnel, his tongue laying flat in his mouth, unable to move it, his teeth started to disappear…
The young lady: Yes you won’t need teeth anymore, you will only eat what will be under my foot, and beside I don’t want you to ruin my stockings.
Couples of minutes later the thief was almost completely transformed, then his new form started to get smaller, reducing from 5 foot 5 inches to barely 1 foot, he could see light through a weird hole above his face, then he saw something that scared him a lot, he saw the giant face of the young woman, she smiled cruelly at him.
The young lady: Now, let’s just adjust you to my foot size, I need a perfect fit.
The thief started to see a dirty foot above the hole, then the toes starting to get closer, and closer, the toes of the foot started to wiggle over the hole, he could smell a very bad and disgusting odor.
The young lady: Don’t worry about the smell of my feet, after 100 years as my shoe it will not bother you anymore
Then he started to feel the toes touching the “skin” beside his eyes, the foot started to move slowly over his eyes, he could see clearly every trace of dirt, every bit of dust, his mouth started to taste her foot, he felt very disgusted, then he started to feel his body getting smaller and smaller, his mouth was literally wrapping her foot, his tongue forming an insole, forming and following all the curves and wrinkles of her foot, then he started to feel fresh air emerge as the foot slid away from him, he was able to see light again, then the lady grabbed him with her hand, and he felt he was lifted into the air, then he saw her face very close, especially her nose getting over her eyes, he heard her take a whiff at him.
The young lady: Peeeewwwwww! Yuk my foot smells terribly, I don’t know how you can stand the smell.
Then she laughed cruelly, she started to walk a little, then he felt like he was turning, then he saw a horrible thing, he saw something that could be taken as a normal shoe, except the eyes where the heel would lay on the insole, he was a light brown shoe, he was able to see the instep of the shoe and noticed his name was written in silver lettering on it, Tarek.
The young lady: Welcome to your new life.
Two guys on my left side started to laugh hysterically, Ursula raised an eyebrow.
Ursula: hmm you don’t believe me???
That is when I saw a weird thing, on the left shoe of Ursula was written a word in silver letters, T a r e k , omg I said to myself it can’t be, that’s impossible, she’s just playing a bad trick.
Me: Ursula may I ask a question?
Ursula: Yes dear you can.
Me: I was wondering, the witch in this story, does she exist for real?
Ursula: Yes she does exist.
One of the guys: It was a nice fairy tale young lady, but it was not a horror story.
Ursula: For the thief it was, and it’s still a bad nightmare he wishes he could wake from someday.
The guy: Come on you have great imagination Ursula, but just the thought of it, that’s impossible.
Ursula : Oh is it? Tarek is with me to prove it.
The audience was quiet for a bit, then Ursula, moved her hands over her left shoe then every one saw the silver letters on the shoe, some girls covered their mouth in disgust, some other started to laugh, then slowly Ursula removed her shoe, and slowly turned the opening of the shoe to the audience and there, they saw it, they saw two tiny eyes, pleading eyes.
Ursula: It’s been 134 years since I transformed Tarek, I wear him everyday, and everyday he smells and cleans my foot, everyday that I keep him his mind is tortured, because he still has his mind, even right now he can hear and understand us, I felt him sobbing while I was telling his tale.
Then Ursula put her foot back into her “shoe” then the fog reappeared.
Ursula: Remember, to always be a nice person, or someday I might return, I would like a right shoe like Tarek.
Then the fog completely wrapped her and in a blink she was gone……….
Since this night, I can’t go thru a single night without thinking about Tarek, how bad his situation was, and I can’t help but to think that, even if he was a thief, and an asshole, he didn’t deserve to be used as a shoe forever.
=======================================
Hope you all liked this short story. I have lot of story idea, maybe ill write another in English, beside forgive me all for my very poor English.
-stevef