Selma and Her Shrunken (Sub)scribers (Patreon)

Selma always preferred being the center of attention. Over the years, she had amassed a huge following online for her livestreams, so she was used to people fawning over her and obsessing over her. I mean who could blame them? She was a hot, no nonsense gamer chick. That kind of energy inherently attracts the kind of dudes that are willing to lower and debase themselves to appease a goddess like Selma. And she knew it too. For as long as she could remember, she used the powers she had over guys to get what she wanted. And now that she was a streamer, she could do it on a global scale. Before she knew it, her inbox was filled to the brim with messages from people, not just guys, who would be willing to pay her anything she wanted for exclusive images and videos of her. And among those messages, Selma found there were an abnormal amount of people who specifically wanted pictures of her feet. She assumed that having such a dominant personality attracted the type of guy who wanted to be subservient to her; who saw themselves as lower than her. Someone who was barely worthy to lick her soles. So like so many other women before her, she decided to sell feet pics.

She was extremely successful at it too! She soon learned from her subscribers that she had rather large feet for a girl her size. She was almost five foot three with a size 11 shoe. Until then, Selma was completely unaware that there were guys who actually preferred a woman with larger feet than normal. And just when she thought she couldn't squeeze any more cash out of her subs, one of them e-mailed her with an incredible proposition. His name was Kevin. He was 27 years old, unemployed, and he had a girlfriend named Carol who worked in a lab. In the message, Kevin explained how Carol was a scientist who had developed a pill that would shrink the recipient for a few hours at a time. They had actually discovered this drug accidentally, and at the moment, it had not been approved for commercial use or distribution. However, while visiting Carol one day, Kevin was able to obtain a handful of pills in secret. He explained that submissive guys would give everything they own for the opportunity to be shrunken and allowed to worship her feet in person. He offered to give her a few pills if she would be willing to let him be the first to shrink down and worship her feet. Selma immediately responded and they set a date!

The day arrived and Kevin showed right on time. He entered her apartment and they immediately went to her bedroom. Kevin was extremely excited to be here, getting to see her setup live and in person. 

"So I guess we should get started," Selma said, looking up at Kevin. He took a deep breath, looking down at her bare feet, trying his best to contain his arousal. Without skipping a beat, Kevin grabbed a pill from his pocket and gulped it down. "Apparently, they work pretty fast," he told her.

"Cool, cool. Do you know how small you'll get?" she asked.

"I think maybe about four or five inches. I would have asked, but I didn't want her to suspect anything was going on."

"Are you afraid?"

"A bit nervous," he admitted, "but I know it wears off after a few hours, so...,"

"Awesome! Oh! Look at that!" exclaimed Selma, who had just realized that within that brief exchange of words, she was already looking down on Kevin who had shrunken at least a foot at that point. And a minute later, he was fully shrunk. Just as Kevin had said, he looked to be only about four inches tall. He looked over to see Selma's feet, now completely massive by comparison. Selma kneeled down and scooped Kevin up in her hand, walking over to her desk and placing him on her in front of her monitor. Kevin looked up to see that she was already livestreaming a video. She sat down in her chair and adjusted her webcam to focus on the two of them.

Selma saw the visible confusion on Kevin's face and said, "Yeah, I hope you don't mind of I livestream our session. It seemed like the best way to get the word out about this new service I'm offering."

"Uhhh, no, I-I guess that's alright," Kevin said, hesitantly. 

"Great!" exclaimed Selma, grabbing Kevin by the ankles and yanking him off the desk. Holding him away, she lifted her foot up to the camera to get it into frame, and quickly swung Kevin's little body back over and hovered him over her toes. "I figured it would add to the humiliation if you knew that about two thousand people were watching you worship my feet at this exact moment."

"It does," said Kevin, as he feverishly licked the top of her foot. "You taste so good!"

"Don't forget to get in between my toes now," Selma whispered. Immediately, Kevin obeyed and shoved his face in between her big and second toe. The taste was sharp and salty, and better than anything he had ever experienced before. 

Two full hours went by and Kevin did not stop until Selma's entire foot had been licked! By that point, Selma had more than twice the amount of viewers, but she needed a break, so she grabbed Kevin, who had no intention of stopping, and placed him on her desk.

"I'll let you start on my other foot in a minute," sighed Selma, leaning back in her chair and placing her feet on the floor. It was then that she noticed her chat was going crazy. She leaned in towards her screen. It was then that she realized Kevin's girlfriend Carol had joined the livestream a few minutes prior and was furious! "Oh my god..."

Kevin also realized what was going on. As they both went back and started reading all the responses, he started shaking to the point where he actually fell to his knees. "Maybe we should stop," he said, his voice trembling. Selma didn't hear him as she kept scrolling to see where the conversation had led. All of her subs had almost unanimously joined in to defend Carol and insult Kevin for cheating on his girlfriend. Carol continued to type out angry tirades directed at Kevin for stealing her work and worshipping another woman's feet. Selma kept scrolling until she get back to the end of the chat, where Carol had signed off, but not before sending one last message directed at Selma: CRUSH HIM

Kevin turned pale white upon reading this. He looked at Selma, who looked at him, just as distraught. Fearing for his life all of a sudden, he forced himself to stand and immediately started running, not knowing where he would go once he got to the end of the desk. Before that could happen, Selma stopped him, gripping him tight in here hand. The chat was going crazy, responding to Carol's message, and clamoring for Selma to do it! 

"Do you guys really want me to crush him?" Selma asked, looking directly into her webcam. As soon as she asked, the responses poured in, along with a ton of tips, enticing her to do it. Kevin started wriggling as best he could, begging Selma not to crush him. And the more he pleaded, the more tips Selma received, some of them in the triple digits! Selma was conflicted, but her loyal followers were her main source of income. She knew she couldn't let them down. She placed Kevin back on her desk, forcing him to lay down. She grabbed a roll of scotch tape, tore off a piece and pressed it over Kevin's chest. She tore off another and placed it across his legs. With one last sliver of tape, she covered Kevin's mouth so she wouldn't have to hear his pleas.

The chat started going crazy! "I can't believe she's actually doing it! This is SO HOT!!!" said one sub. "This is exactly how I want to go out," said another. 

Selma sat back in her chair and lifted her foot over Kevin. The same foot he had been worshiping for a full two hours. He struggled and wriggled and screamed, but no matter what he did, he couldn't free himself in time. Selma slowly lowered her sole on top of him, milking it for as long as she could for her subscriber's amusement. The world grew darker and darker for Kevin, whose face had become completely engulfed by the ball of Selma's sole. As she pressed her sole harder and harder into his weak little body, she felt a series of crunches against her skin, and she knew it was done. 

As she looked back to her screen to see all the comments and all the cash roll in, Selma lifted her bloody sole to the camera, looked directly into the lens and calmy asked, "Who's next?"