You work for the SFS (Size Fetish Society). They are a group of pervs who sneak around and take pictures of women's feet. You work as a photographer for them, catching flicks of hundreds of women's feet and selling them.

On this particular assignment, you met a fellow tiny man. He and his wife, Beni, enjoyed a giantess and sub relationship, but once you offered enough cash, he agreed to let you take pictures of his wife's feet.

But, one day, as Beni came home and you prepared to catch some pics of her feet, you saw her husband on her shoulder, speaking into her ear. You stayed hidden as you got closer to them and then... your heart dropped.

"I didn't know the SFS sent their scouts this far. Thanks for telling me, babe. Hopefully, if I squash him under my feet, it'll dissuade them from sending more."

That bastard snitched!! He never planned to let you take pictures of his wife's feet, he just took your money and planned to have his wife squash you! Now you have to stay hidden so you don't get stepped on.