Logan smiled while looking down at the man between his toes, now sobbing uncontrollably while curled into a fetal position. Two days ago, Logan had condemned the shrunken man to living on one of his feet. The thought of his feet, the lowest part of his body he barely paid attention to, being able to be the whole world of someone else... to provide everything that person needs to live... has always been intoxicating to him. The man has been on Logan's feet for 48 hours now and had already been reduced to drinking the man's pungent foot sweat to quench his thirst, and to huddle up close to the man's oppressive foot for warmth. But he had just consumed his first meal from the man's foot: a combination of dead skin, gunk under toenails, and toejam. Logan smiled while the full tiny man sobbed uncontrollably at what his life had been reduced to. But Logan enjoyed the sight - he was witnessing evolution in action! The tiny man was adapting to his environment. The tiny man had evolved to be able to use Logan's disgusting foot for his basic needs: food, drink, and warmth. Logan felt like a god while watching the tiny man sob. And it was addicting. "HA HA you pathetic slave!"