Get rid of the shoes.

"Alright. I didn't close no locks on them, did I?"

Jen reached down. Her feet were already en pointe and she did not notice. But now she knew that the enchantment was real. Her fingers got hold of the wraps on one of her calves, but they were not tied in a knot anymore, forming a solid band instead. The other one was the exact same. The girl tried to rip it in a singular effort, but then the shoe flew out of her hands, rising backwards in an awkward arabesque.

As the rest of Jen's body was not ready for that, she lost the sense of balance for a second and thought that she was going to fall, but somehow did not. Her dildo could not be unaffected by this as well, but the girl clutched her teeth and never gave in to the sensations.

Her uncontrolled leg returned to its position, seemingly allowing her stressed muscles to recover. The twitching within the red shoes lowered in strength but became more frequent for a short while before completely giving way to energetic pulsing.

"That might be an even crueler defense mechanism. But... what the fuck do I do now? If they just start dancing, my dildo will drive me crazy!"

It already felt like her feet had negative weight. But Jen knew better. If only there was a way to keep herself from dancing...