*Custom Request* My boots are by far the most dangerous shoes I own. So, beware of them, tiny men! They are well-built and sturdy. Perfect for flattening puny, pathetic bodies. This tiny man is at the mercy of my big, black boots. I am anxious to crush him without restraint. Stomping him into the ground is quite the workout! My feet instantly become steamy and sweaty inside my boots and, of course, have to come off! Is this tiny man lucky he gets to smell my sweaty feet before I destroy him? I stretch out my feet and stand on my tiptoes over his pulverized body. He gets such a good view of my arches before my heels come crashing down on his face. When I am finally done with him, he is sprawled out and motionless on the ground with his arms and legs twisted into painful positions.