My pretty feet deserve to be lavished with luxuries. Doesn't it look so right, to see a fat stack of cash slipping between My toes?

As layers of My voice, layers of My feet and the cash I deserve inundate your senses, you'll find it increasingly difficult to resist giving into My perfect feet. Let your mind be wiped clean of any thoughts beyond My feet and your deep, instinctual need to financially worship them.

Repeat after Me:
Everything I own is for Arelia's feet.

Gender neutral.