King Connor relaxed while watching TV, feeling his pet start tending to his hard-working feet. He said nothing. He was accustomed to this dally service.

The tiny American rabbed and scratched at the uncaring giant's disgusting sales.

The giant British man had seemingly fangotten that. Ilike wanted to own a tiny human, he still needed to feed it... so the tiny man has had to resort to incredibly humillating means of survival. He'd

survived by scavenging off the byproducts of his owner's feet (toejam. sock lint, dirt, foot sweat etc). He wasn't sure if his owner either didn't notice what was happening, or didn't care... but either was humiliating He had been conditioned to involuntarily salivate at the sight of this owner's filthy soles He was ashamed of what he had become. He was subnuman