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9:00 pm. I crawl from hiding beneath her smelly toenail. Hearing her loud snoring. I watch and listen as my Goddess slept in bed after her long shifts at work. She works as a dancer in the nightclub. In other words. A stripper. She gets exhausted and sweat drenched from her shifts, most of the time she unfortunately skips the shower and crashes onto her bed when she comes home. That is usually my cue for me to leave my home which is underneath her toenails. She has no clue I exist at her feet. It's been months already. The dancers name is Dee, a few months back down the street from the club, I encountered her as she walked to work on the sidewalk. She noticed my small being in her way. Yet after hovering her high heel above my insignificant body. She changed her mind and let me live and continued walking away down the sidewalk. After that moment I knew I had to thank her.... Late in the night after her shifts were finally done. I waited till she left the club and hitched a ride on her heel unnoticed. From that night on I have secretly served Dee. Realizing I could never possibly get her attention and reach her face in thanks. I decided to thank her in other ways. While living on her feet I've always heard her talk about how sweaty and dirty her feet get on a daily basis. Realizing the pros of my decision. I decided to become her eternal shrunken footslave. I'd get to have a home, food, and have purpose in life instead of being a lost useless tiny. Still staring at her sweaty feet. I examine my duties. Which are usually an every night routine of licking her feet entirely clean of sweat and grime. But there is more to it. Depending on Goddess's position each night I usually begin with cleaning her soft glimmering soles. Since she's a dancer, her skin gets rough. Mostly her heels and bottoms of her toes which require more licking and sucking than usual unlike the rest of her foot.

I spend my entire nights on those dry parts while she sleeps. Sliding my tongue all over her hardened skin so it becomes nice and soft again in the morning. Once knowing her feet are completely licked clean of sweat and glimmering in a faint layer of saliva. I move onto the next big task, her toenails. After spending so much time being beneath her nails, I've noticed Dee cares about her toenails the most and always shows em off to her girlfriends and colleagues. So I be sure to polish each and every one of her peds till they are perfect, shiny, and clean. Using my tiny tongue as a rag up and down the surface and smooth landscape of pink. If I notice the tips and rims of her nails look out of shape and janky I use my teeth to repeatedly shave em down, smoothing her nails out to perfection. Once that job is done. I begin my work on her each of her divine cuticles, cleaning out her deadskin around each and every nail with my teeth and swallowing it down to create no mess for her to ever notice. I do the same beneath all her nails. Cleaning the under surface and licking out all the dark, salty, chewy, gunk and balled up sweat she has collected throughout her day.

This has been routine for the past 7 months. Ive noticed Goddess hasn't been using lotion as much as she used to anymore and has been extremely happy with the way her toenails have been looking, she sadly believes it's props to her salon lady… She can believe whatever she wants… cause her being happy is what matters to me. Once all her toes are in tip top shape, I go back and spend the rest of the night massaging, kissing, worshipping her soles and giving each of her entire feet a soothing tongue bath for hours.. all the way till morning.

7:30 am. I have finished up dragging my tongue down the plush left ball of her foot. I notice morning light shine through the bedroom window blinds. That is my cue to go back home in hiding, beneath one of her many now clean toenails. I crawl underneath and squeeze myself deep into her still stinky crevices in silent. Waiting for my Goddess to wake up.

The loud snoring stopped. With light shining in her beautiful face. Dee turned in her bed and yawned, after rubbing her eyes for a moment, she looked down at her feet from a distance at the foot of her bed. Her soles and feet felt amazing. She joked in her head thinking it feels like a "massage" and "something" took care of them all night long. Scrunching her shiny toes in pleasure. She smiled and whispered to herself silently......

"...Good Work. My Personal Foot Bitch."

With a grin on her face she sat up from the side of her bed whilst slipping on her disgusting sweat scented filled house slippers over her clean feet. Never acknowledging her little slave, she walked out her bedroom and into the bathroom to use the toilet as any ordinary morning….

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9:00 pm. I crawl from hiding beneath her smelly toenail. Hearing her loud snoring. I watch and listen as my Goddess slept in bed after her long shifts at work. She works as a dancer in the nightclub. In other words. A stripper. She gets exhausted and sweat drenched from her shifts, most of the time she unfortunately skips the shower and crashes onto her bed when she comes home. That is usually my cue for me to leave my home which is underneath her toenails. She has no clue I exist at her feet. It's been months already. The dancers name is Dee, a few months back down the street from the club, I encountered her as she walked to work on the sidewalk. She noticed my small being in her way. Yet after hovering her high heel above my insignificant body. She changed her mind and let me live and continued walking away down the sidewalk. After that moment I knew I had to thank her.... Late in the night after her shifts were finally done. I waited till she left the club and hitched a ride on her heel unnoticed. From that night on I have secretly served Dee. Realizing I could never possibly get her attention and reach her face in thanks. I decided to thank her in other ways. While living on her feet I've always heard her talk about how sweaty and dirty her feet get on a daily basis. Realizing the pros of my decision. I decided to become her eternal shrunken footslave. I'd get to have a home, food, and have purpose in life instead of being a lost useless tiny. Still staring at her sweaty feet. I examine my duties. Which are usually an every night routine of licking her feet entirely clean of sweat and grime. But there is more to it. Depending on Goddess's position each night I usually begin with cleaning her soft glimmering soles. Since she's a dancer, her skin gets rough. Mostly her heels and bottoms of her toes which require more licking and sucking than usual unlike the rest of her foot.

I spend my entire nights on those dry parts while she sleeps. Sliding my tongue all over her hardened skin so it becomes nice and soft again in the morning. Once knowing her feet are completely licked clean of sweat and glimmering in a faint layer of saliva. I move onto the next big task, her toenails. After spending so much time being beneath her nails, I've noticed Dee cares about her toenails the most and always shows em off to her girlfriends and colleagues. So I be sure to polish each and every one of her peds till they are perfect, shiny, and clean. Using my tiny tongue as a rag up and down the surface and smooth landscape of pink. If I notice the tips and rims of her nails look out of shape and janky I use my teeth to repeatedly shave em down, smoothing her nails out to perfection. Once that job is done. I begin my work on her each of her divine cuticles, cleaning out her deadskin around each and every nail with my teeth and swallowing it down to create no mess for her to ever notice. I do the same beneath all her nails. Cleaning the under surface and licking out all the dark, salty, chewy, gunk and balled up sweat she has collected throughout her day.

This has been routine for the past 7 months. Ive noticed Goddess hasn't been using lotion as much as she used to anymore and has been extremely happy with the way her toenails have been looking, she sadly believes it's props to her salon lady… She can believe whatever she wants… cause her being happy is what matters to me. Once all her toes are in tip top shape, I go back and spend the rest of the night massaging, kissing, worshipping her soles and giving each of her entire feet a soothing tongue bath for hours.. all the way till morning.

7:30 am. I have finished up dragging my tongue down the plush left ball of her foot. I notice morning light shine through the bedroom window blinds. That is my cue to go back home in hiding, beneath one of her many now clean toenails. I crawl underneath and squeeze myself deep into her still stinky crevices in silent. Waiting for my Goddess to wake up.

The loud snoring stopped. With light shining in her beautiful face. Dee turned in her bed and yawned, after rubbing her eyes for a moment, she looked down at her feet from a distance at the foot of her bed. Her soles and feet felt amazing. She joked in her head thinking it feels like a "massage" and "something" took care of them all night long. Scrunching her shiny toes in pleasure. She smiled and whispered to herself silently......

"...Good Work. My Personal Foot Bitch."

With a grin on her face she sat up from the side of her bed whilst slipping on her disgusting sweat scented filled house slippers over her clean feet. Never acknowledging her little slave, she walked out her bedroom and into the bathroom to use the toilet as any ordinary morning….