Jessica Inks Stoppable

Kim reached out and snatched Ron to the platform just as his socks skimmed the surface of the vat's chemicals.

He landed with a thud on the rickety platform, his head dangling into space. He saw Shego and Drakken escaping with a thermometer of the glossy red "lipstick" (as he was thinking of it). "Aw, man! Because you had to rescue me, they're getting away with the gunk! We're going to have to face that stuff all over again!" Speaking of which, and sitting up.

Ron looked at his feet, and pulled off his socks. "Look at the bottom of my feet. They're covered in lipstick, and toe polish."

"That's just the chemical. It will probably come out." Kim offered to help him up.

Ron refused. "No, it's toe polish," he said sitting up and looking as he wiggled his toes. "It's not even your color, Kim."

"Ron, you're acting weird, even for you." She made to help him again, this time more insistently.

"I don't want to get the lipstick on you! That's what Drakken wants to do with it! It's toxic! It makes toes red!"

"I'll risk it. For a friend." So she did touch him and the "lipstick". But only as much as she needed to help him. When he was up and ready to go down the steps of the platform, she looked at her own hands. "It does feel like lipstick. But the vat says, "Jessica Ink". Well, I'll wipe it and clean it off as soon as I can."

Suddenly, Ron cried out and stumbled down the steps. "Ron!? What happened?!"

"My feet are cramping! That's what I get for not wearing heels."

"Ron, you do not mean the kind of heels women wear, do you?"

"At least 5" inches, I think."

"Ron, we have to leave this place! Its toxins are affecting your mind!" But when she had hurried to the bottom of the stairs, she saw that Ron's feet were arched as if for high heels. What's more, his toes were no longer stubby but slim and looked like ones that had spent too much time in pointed toed heels. And there was a contrast between the skin of the feet and the rest of his ankles and the rest of his body. It looked smoother, softer, creamier. "Ron, we have to leave this place. It's affecting my mind, too."