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When The Shrinking Virus first broke out, everyone went into a hysteria. No, the virus itself didn't cause anyone to die, but shit happens. The world became more cautious since the spread of The Shrinking Virus. People were constantly afraid of stepping on Tinies. Some people who were already evil and callous before The Virus, couldn't be bothered to care about Tinies. Some people who didn't catch The Shrinking Virus developed a God complex. Each Country went about dealing with the craziness in their own way. Some Countries had an immediate Stomp To Death Law that enforced if you ever came across a tiny regardless of your relation to them, you had to stomp them to death or else you'd be imprisoned for life. Other Countries tried their best to have Tinies and normal sized people coexist. While other Countries treated Tinies like property where there are laws that allow anyone to have full ownership of the shrinked individual. But all that nonsense was years ago. We've all adjusted to the change. People used to go to counseling in order to learn to cope with their husband, mother, child, friend, etc. being the size of a bug. I mean, at that point, are they even really here anymore? Yeah, physically, but they might as well be gone forever. We've all grown numb to it all. Those who would have a heart attack watching a punk on the street corner squashing a Tiny to death, now wouldn't bat an eye at the sight. It's our new normal. Even Countries that had laws made to protect Tinies lives and rights, don't actually ensure their safety anymore. People can get away with anything involving Tinies these days and that's just the way I like it. You see... For people like me, I lost a lot of people to The Shrinking Virus. Yeah, they were still alive, but it wasn't the same. I might as well been talking to a wall. I was depressed for a long time, but I found myself again. You know how I found myself? By finding Tinies to have my fun with. You little things make me feel alive again. I know you're somebody's wife, husband, friend, child, etc. But I can't help it. I'm addicted to foot slaves. What they have to offer. The power I feel. If it weren't for this virus, people like me would never get to experience the ultimate pleasure of receiving foot worship from a tiny obedient slave. This world may be unpredictable, but if there's one thing that is predictable, is that I will indeed spend the rest of my life capturing Tinies and using them as my foot slaves.

Description
When The Shrinking Virus first broke out, everyone went into a hysteria. No, the virus itself didn't cause anyone to die, but shit happens. The world became more cautious since the spread of The Shrinking Virus. People were constantly afraid of stepping on Tinies. Some people who were already evil and callous before The Virus, couldn't be bothered to care about Tinies. Some people who didn't catch The Shrinking Virus developed a God complex. Each Country went about dealing with the craziness in their own way. Some Countries had an immediate Stomp To Death Law that enforced if you ever came across a tiny regardless of your relation to them, you had to stomp them to death or else you'd be imprisoned for life. Other Countries tried their best to have Tinies and normal sized people coexist. While other Countries treated Tinies like property where there are laws that allow anyone to have full ownership of the shrinked individual. But all that nonsense was years ago. We've all adjusted to the change. People used to go to counseling in order to learn to cope with their husband, mother, child, friend, etc. being the size of a bug. I mean, at that point, are they even really here anymore? Yeah, physically, but they might as well be gone forever. We've all grown numb to it all. Those who would have a heart attack watching a punk on the street corner squashing a Tiny to death, now wouldn't bat an eye at the sight. It's our new normal. Even Countries that had laws made to protect Tinies lives and rights, don't actually ensure their safety anymore. People can get away with anything involving Tinies these days and that's just the way I like it. You see... For people like me, I lost a lot of people to The Shrinking Virus. Yeah, they were still alive, but it wasn't the same. I might as well been talking to a wall. I was depressed for a long time, but I found myself again. You know how I found myself? By finding Tinies to have my fun with. You little things make me feel alive again. I know you're somebody's wife, husband, friend, child, etc. But I can't help it. I'm addicted to foot slaves. What they have to offer. The power I feel. If it weren't for this virus, people like me would never get to experience the ultimate pleasure of receiving foot worship from a tiny obedient slave. This world may be unpredictable, but if there's one thing that is predictable, is that I will indeed spend the rest of my life capturing Tinies and using them as my foot slaves.