CUSTOM: I approach You and before I can even say anything You laugh at me and berate me for being a loser. You tell me that I'm not worthy of even being in Your presence and make fun of me for thinking that I could approach You. As You berate and insult me Your words make me shrink down smaller and smaller to the size of an insect until i am looking up at Your huge Giantess form. Now you tell me that since i am so small, I'll spend the rest of my life under Your filthy feet and will have to clean them with My tongue. I am so tiny that it will probably take me years.