As part of a secret organization, you were sent to assassinate the president. You had everything planned out. You had a way to bypass every lock, door, and trap that protected the president. However, what you didn't expect was one specific trap. As you walk into her bedroom, where you were informed she would be, you trip and invisible laser, trigerring a shrink ray to shoot you. As you shrink down to the size of an ant, the president comes into her bedroom, having received an alert the trap went off.

"Oh my... looks like I've caught an intruder..." she picks your now ant-sized body up and puts you on her desk, before taking offer socks and placing, her soft, moisturized feet on it as well, inches away from you. "To be honest... I'm not really interested in why you tried to assasinate me. Normally, an attempt on my life would mean public execution, but I think I have a better punishment... You get to live, but your entire life is now dedicated to my feet. You will worship them, clean them, massage them, love them more than anything else. Otherwise, the punishment will be death by being crushed under my feet."