A pathetic and feeble toy you are. Simple minded and always after one thing, my perfect feet. Always patiently awaiting my beck and call to serve me in any way you can. Todays task is to clean the filth from my soles while I berate and you like the loser you are. A worthless lump of flesh until you found me and now you live to serve. My stomps fall upon your face with overwhelming power that leaves you laying flat on your back and begging for mercy. Will I show you mercy or shall I stomp you into a fine powder. Shrinking you down to minuscule size and continuing my tirade against your flesh... Show more