Admire My worn out, disgusting purple slippers. They were once fresh and fluffy, soft and clean but now after hours upon hours of hot, steamy wear they are imbued with the pungent yet glorious scent of My feet. Soon I will discard these slippers for they are trashed but My trash is another’s divine gift. The individual who will receive these shoes are obtaining an extremely rare privilege. One sniff is enough to know a glimpse of Me. It is a brief yet exhilarating experience of their Goddess. To breathe in My sweat, to lick up My filth is an opportunity of a lifetime. Gaze upon these putrid slippers, ache for the grimy bottoms and matted toe prints. Lose it all for the silky bare soles of your Goddess which have transformed these shoes. Your true weakness is not My destroyed footwear but the source of the sweat and the scent: My perfect feet. The sight of them brings you to your knees. Embrace your love and lust for the filth they can create. Make it your dream to one day be worthy of owning My discarded footwear. For this is your deepest desire and your depraved dream. Until the day comes where you are honored to fulfill this fantasy, stroke yourself mindless and climax to My nasty slippers and immaculate feet.