

You're obsessed with Princess Vivienne. You adore all of her fetish content- all except for the feet. Especially anything to do with dirty or smelly feet.
You've finally saved enough money for her to shrink you down and cater to whatever fetishes you desire. But when you show up.. she recognizes you.
And she isn't happy.
Weeks ago, you declined when she told you to pay for her pedicure. And she doesn't take kindly to the word no.
So now, shrunken, pathetic, and afraid, you get to pay the price.
She makes you worship and clean her dirty and stinky feet, mocking you while you do. You're so small and pathetic, this is all you'll ever be good for. She doesn't care if you don't like feet- as soon she she's done, her feet will be the only thing you'll ever be able to get off to.
Maybe.. you shouldn't have told her no.