You've always been pathetic, little step-sis. All you've ever been good for is cleaning my dirty feet. The feeling of your lips kissing and adoring my feet and your tongue cleaning out all the toejam and dirt. But I was looking through your room and found your weird fantasies about me. You really want to be done but a bug at my feet? Well, let's make that happen. Get ready, little step-sis, because once you're a bug, you will be mine, forever.