There's nothing separating your face from my feet. My soles press into your skull and melt into your skin. Feel the pressure in the most real way possible as I your head to be pressed under my full weight. First one foot, then the other, then BOTH, full-weight, using you as a stool. This is the closest you'll ever come to being face trampled without actually having the ultimate privilege of my physical form on top of you. Do you like that? The way my insanely wrinkled soles ripple against the skin on your cheeks, forehead, mouth, and nose? The way you can feel my entire weight transferred a...

There's nothing separating your face from my feet. My soles press into your skull and melt into your skin. Feel the pressure in the most real way possible as I your head to be pressed under my full weight. First one foot, then the other, then BOTH, full-weight, using you as a stool. This is the closest you'll ever come to being face trampled without actually having the ultimate privilege of my physical form on top of you. Do you like that? The way my insanely wrinkled soles ripple against the skin on your cheeks, forehead, mouth, and nose? The way you can feel my entire weight transferred all the way down to the bottoms of my feet? You are trapped beneath tiny feet with a world of behind them, and if you don't love it, you'll sure learn to respect it!