The last thing I expected you, my friend-zoned guy friend, to confess to me was your uhhh... desire to be my "tiny foot slave." Well, it came off as more of a desperate need than desire. After admitting your obsession with my feet, and your commitment to being shrunken down to live out a life sentence feeding off of my giant goddess soles, you sheepishly hand me the new shrink-remote you ordered for this specific moment. I laugh at first, slightly confused, but then I get to thinking of how convenient and entertaining it would be to have a new little pet. Needless to say you end up being much, much smaller by the end of this clip ;)