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One day you wake up and abra-ka-dabra! You have been reduced in size overnight as you awake under a pair of giant soles. Wakey, wakey, sweetie pie, I taunt you with my giant toes - You know, I always wanted a tiny footsub and when I learned of your interest in feet, I thought you'll make the perfect candidate for my perfect foot-sole-toe servant. Have you heard of magic powers of reflexology? Your job will be to rub, relax, pamper and lick my feet - forever and ever bound to my giant soles...