Sometimes society gets overwhelming, doesn't it, weakling? Sometimes it makes you so pressured, all you crave is to become an inanimate object. Sometimes all you're capable of is being dehumanized, objectified and turned into a human footstool. That gives you the opportunity to have a clear purpose in my presence, without the pressure of having to interact and being interacted with. All you need is to fold yourself into a bob and just feel the weight of my feet on your back. A subtle, yet efficient way to remind you of your place.