Part six of my tale about the unforunate Dr. Black. I will respond to comments in character, feel free to ask questions or suggest things to Natasha, Dr. Black or Dr. Grey. You never know, it might influence the next installment.These are the scientific notes of Dr. Jacob Black, written by his assistant Natasha Rubina due to Dr. Black’s current status.
Natasha – it has been a very busy few weeks for me, first I met with a girl who wanted me to own her so much she actually paid me two thousand dollars and signed all of her belongings over to me. I would have kept her for a few hundred, but you know what they say about looking a gift horse in the mouth. During our meeting I suggested she became the other shoe of Dr. Grey’s pair, she was not very enthusiastic at first. But after I allowed her to chat with the Dr. she agreed to do it, with a few odd conditions. The next day I scanned the shoe into the machine and transformed her into a perfect copy of it. Knowing that the transformation was painful I had offered her some pain relief, she refused it saying that she wanted the full experience. She watched in awe as her legs fused together becoming the block heel, I think that she attempted to touch it, but her arms had already started to form into the ankle strap and buckle. Without any of her limbs to aid her balance she toppled over onto her side and began to cry as her body twisted and shrank to become the high heel. Once Katie was complete I slipped my foot into her and secured her strap around my ankle, as I have learned from Dr. Grey that I need to break her in straight away. I am unsure whether she likes being my heel or not, even after wearing her for a week (feel free to write a section in the comments, Katie).
I have had to leave Dr. Black in the executive ladies room while I get the things I need to replace him and sneak him out. The plan is simple, first I get my leg put on into plaster, I then need a wheel chair built in such a way that I can smuggle out a semi dismantled toilet and finally I will need a replacement toilet that is identical to the Dr. So far I am struggling to buy a toilet that looks similar enough, but once I find one or have a volunteer to replace him I will be ready to get him out of there. Until then I will continue to visit him every day.
Dr. Grey – I am starting to get used my new life as a ladies high heeled shoe, the addition of Katie as the other shoe to my pair has made everything a little easier for me. Both Katie and Natasha have been trying to make me think in a more feminine way and I have been trying my best, but I think that I really need a new name as Andrew really does not suit me in my present state.
Dr. Black – Spending yet another month installed here in this stall has been horrific. The only thing keeping me sane are the daily meetings with Natasha, she always brings some toilet cleaning products and freshens me up while we talk. But more importantly she looks into my bowl, seeing a human face is becoming quite rare for me. It’s either Natasha, the janitor or sometimes a woman being sick into me. The worst part is how used to the tastes of urine and feces I am becoming, by no stretch of the imagination could I be considered to like it, but I do not fear it being in my bowl anymore. Hopefully I won’t have to worry shortly, as I think that Natasha will smuggle me out soon.