This scenario starts with you being dropped onto a table or something after I've been dancing and it is your job to clean my sweaty feet, propping your massive bare feet up in front of you. I'm just smiling and ordering you around to clean and worship your feet. In the end, I'm having a fun surprise for you, since I can tell you love being under my feet so much. I notice you always try extra hard to worship my toes and today I'm going to give you more toes than you can ever handle. Grinning, putting you between them as you shrink even smaller, disappearing into nothing more than a microscopic little speck between my absolutely colossal wiggling toes.