The Queen is preparing for another day at the office, but the tiny man is upset that shes leaving him behind. Driven by his obsession, he sneaks into her dressing room to catch a final glimpse of her as she prepares for work. The Queen catches him in the act, but instead of anger, she feels a dark sense of inspiration. If he wants to be near her so badly, she will grant his wish. With a playful yet cold smile, she picks him up and slides him into her sheer stockings. He finds himself wedged deep between her toes, held tight by the sheer nylon. From his position inside the stocking, he doesn't have a choice but to watch her every move from between her toes as she finishes getting ready. He thinks hes getting a front-row seat to her beauty, but the reality of his situation is about to set in. She doesn't stop there. She slides her foot into her sharp high heels, sealing his fate. Now he will be staying right there all day. Every step she takes at the office, he will be smashed and flattened under her relentless weight. He wanted to be with her; now, he is a permanent, crushed part of her stride.
