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A quiet evening — Description

One quiet evening, my wife and I were watching TV. I was shrunk on the carpet, while my wife was sitting on the couch with a slave under her foot massaging her sole. While there was advertising, my wife checked her cell phone and got up to go to the bathroom, without remembering the slave. The little man was violently pressed under the soft sole of my beloved, exploding after a few seconds of agony. back from the bathroom, my wife noticed the mush that until recently was a human being, she immediately got nervous. So she sat down and took two tiny women from the "slave box." Regardless, she threw them on the ground and ordered them to clean up that crap. I think at the end of the movie my sweet honey will kill them to let off steam, maybe eating them