One of Mortie's backstage assistants then walked out onto the stage, and he took a moment to study the feet-swapped couple Mortie had been having fun with, he then leaned and whispered something in Mortie's ear. "Oh excuse me, I have a telephone call" Mortie told a frowning Maya and an angry Tyler.
"Hang on, you can't leave us like this!" Tyler protested, gesturing to his new sexy black feet.
"Oh do stop whining young man, it isn't as though I'm leaving the country in the next five minutes" the old man responded with a sigh, before walking off stage to get his phone call.
Maya and Tyler just stood staring at each other for a moment, the latter rocking unsteadily in his stiletto heeled sandals, the straps of which were making indentations in his new feet. As the audience chuckled and talked among themselves, the swapped couple approached each other and started discussing what had happened, wondering just what Mortie had planned for them next.
"How can you walk in these things?" Tyler asked Maya, who just shrugged her shoulders.
"I've been wearing heels since I was 14, I'm used to it" she replied, as she looked down at her pretty feet...which were firmly attached to Tyler's hairy legs.
Tyler just shook his head. "Well, I'm liable to break my neck if I continue walking around in these things" he kept complaining, much to Maya's annoyance.
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