Is someone's here like a foot fetish fantasy stories? Imagine that I have a special magic spell. It works when you kiss my bare foot, then you turn into a little plastic human. In this way I pick a collection of my feet little lovers, who dared to kiss my tender aroma foot. It is very convenient to have such little foot slaves, because in the form of plastic humans you do not need to be fed and watered and you can lie quietly and meekly in a box for months and wait until I decide to play with you. From time to time I take my little foot lovers out of the box, arrange them on the floor and first slowly lower my big wrinkled soles right on them. I scratch my feet on the hard edges of their plastic bodies, press them into the floor, squeeze them between my toes. They see and feel everything, but they can neither run away nor scream, but I think they totally like that foot games. I also use the box in which I keep my plastic humans as a box for my dirty socks, tights and underwear. Usually I throw in dirty socks or tights which is heavily infused with my foot odor. In fact, my charms have a reverse course and these plastic humans have a chance to escape from the captivity of my feet - they just have to admit to themselves that they don't like my feet anymore and my charms will stop working. But in all this time, not a single little plastic foot slave has ever left me. Well, would you try to kiss my bare foot knowing what it could lead to?