You’ve miraculously gotten exactly what you’ve wished for this Christmas! The chance to worship the feet of a giant, gorgeous Woman is laid out under your Christmas tree. I lure you in with a toe wiggle and encourage you to take advantage of this gift. As long as I get an excellent massage, I’ll be pleased with you. As you admire My feet, I warn you. Don’t get lost in My soles too much, if I am dissatisfied with your foot rub I’ll slowly crush you under My toes. I understand that your life being threatened is what you expected during the holidays but let it add a little extra excitement to your life. Despite the looming threat, you become aroused as you massage, sniff and carrasse My soles. I give you permission to pleasure yourself as you worship. This is a gift after all. The heat and softness of My feet quickly becomes too much for you and you orgasm. This exhausts you completely and you can’t rub My feet any longer. I am satisfied with your foot massage. It was really quite good but I’m still going to destroy you. You beg and ask Me why I’m terribly cruel. I got what I wanted. Why am I still going to end you? On Christmas no less! It is quite simple, little pest. I want to. I want to crush you. So I will.