*Custom Request* It fills My cruel heart with joy that countless individuals would expose themselves to a shrinking pathogen so they could ship themselves to Me! They know that once they are in My grasp they are completely at My mercy. I can play with them or destroy them however I please! I carefully inspect today’s shipments. Their fates have already been decided and a select few are in for a real treat. Some of these shrunken slaves will become cleaners. My black boots are their new life’s purpose. Humid and dirty now, I expect them to become spotless once they’re done. I stick several pinch-fulls into the laces. Those are hard to reach spots that they’ll be cleaning for hours. I drop a half dozen or so directly inside My boots. They’ll be required to dehumidify them as I deal with the rest of the shipment. The remaining slaves have won the jackpot! They will become crushers. Every one of them will be crushed under My pantyhose feet. It is an exquisite fate being made into pulp under My weight and impact. Feeling them POP under My toes excites Me! I smash and stomp them all until there is no movement left from any of them. Arms and legs scatter the floor. Some are even embedded into My stockings. I am satisfied for now but eagerly awaiting My next shipment.