Madame Marissa - Getting rid of the tiny intruder (small version)

While i’m sitting on the couch and enjoy a nice cup of coffee, you crawl around on the floor – unnoticed by me. you slowly creep forward, try to get close to my sexy dangerous high heels and feet – but when you touch them, i notice you … i though it was a fly on my foot … but you’re not a fly, you’re a tiny man … how did you get into my flat?! what should i do with you? maybe you can massage my feet? come on, try to massage my feet … but watch out … i bet i could easily crush you under my feet! no … your hands are way too small … maybe we should play a little game of fetch? let’s see … let me put my heels back on … and you can try to run away from me … do you think you can outrun me with your short little legs? no, you can’t :-d do you want to see what would happen if i’d step on you? i’ve a little sugar cube here … let’s see what happens when i step on that! oh, completely flattened immediately … just some crushed dirt under my shoe sole! yes, i think that’s a proper ending for you as well … just stay where you are and watch my big heel coming down on you!