Madame Marissa - Your dream comes true - you now live in my shoes!

Madame Marissa - Your dream comes true - you now live in my shoes!

Madame Marissa - Your dream comes true - you now live in my shoes!
You've always fantasized about it, haven't you? Well, your wish has been granted. I am Madame Marissa, the one and only Queen of Foot Fetish Foot Slaves. And I have chosen you to be my personal foot slave. You will spend the rest of your life in my shoes, under my feet... and beneath the weight of my giantess body.

I know you're completely obsessed with my feet, tiny foot slave... and therefore i've decided to make your dream come true. To live in my shoes... for the rest of your life! Isn't that exciting? You'll get to spend full days at my feet, get to smell my feet, and the inside of my shoes. And you're going to be crushed a little more with every step I'm going to take. Of course, I'll always put you into the shoes, I'll wear next - and if you survive long enough, you'll get to know the inside of all of my shoes!

Come on, I need to head to work, and the first shoes you're going to be in are my office pumps. Get in there and lie down... so I can slide my nylon foot into the shoe! You can feel the whole weight of my giant body coming down on you as I walk out of my house, to my car. And then, you'll also feel the lighter pressure as I push the car pedals to drive. You know, in the office, I sometimes like to dangle the shoes from my toes or take off the shoes completely to give my feet some freedom... so you can maybe even crawl out of them and explore my shoes and feet from all sides. But not for long - then you'll have to get back into my shoe!

After work, I discover that you're a little flattened, but still alive! That's great! I want to go for a walk now, but obviously not in my office pumps! I get a pair of boots, and of course, you'll be put inside of them to be crushed under my foot during the walk! After my walk, I'll just leave you in the boot when I head to bed. Tomorrow morning, it's time for a workout, and you'll get to know my gym shoes as well. Maybe I'll wear them without socks, so you'll be crushed by my bare feet during my run and smell all the fresh sweat that's going to come off my feet.

How long do you think your tiny body will survive in my shoes? Days? Weeks? Months? Years? We'll see!