When you caught the shrinking virus, your wife kicked you out the house. You had to live on the streets, watching out for rats and stray animals, as at your tiny size, they're more of a threat than ever. Luckily you would come across a shelter that takes in tinies. Turns out, you weren't so lucky. You found yourself just one of many under her “care”.

When you first arrived, the owner, Mariah acted all friendly and smiles. She called herself a tiny caretaker and she said she'd take good care of you. Then after a week, she showed her true colors. She was ruthless, a sadistic psychopath who took pleasure from tiny men's suffering. She wanted to be worshiped as a goddess, and sees all tiny men as toys that exist only to satisfy her. When you all weren't satisfying her, she kept all the tiny men in hamster cages in a room.

She kept you all in small cages with no means to keep yourselves warm. Today, she paraded around, looking at all of you in your cages, trying to determine who to use as a foot slave for today. You were sick for days now, it was cold, the warmth of her feet if she chose to take someone out of their cage was the only warmth a tiny man could get. As she walked amongst you all, she playfully hovered her hand above the cages. She likes to see you all squirm and beg for food, which you could get only by licking her soles. Eventually, her finger stopped on your cage. It's your turn. She opened the lid and took you out. With you in her hand, she walked outside and threw you on a table, before sitting down and placing her massive dirty feet in front of you, then sighing as she begins enjoy the sun hitting her face and her soles.

"Thorough treatment, I want my soles spotless. You have 30 minutes. Clean, or I step on you.” She announces with a yawn. Just from the smell of her feet, made your eyes fill with tears, her meaty sole was dirty. There was grass, dirty, sweat and oils on her feet. They were nasty and smelly. She pulled out her phone and began to browse calmly with a smile.