You feel unbelievably sick, was it the old candy or something else? Before you could act, Your body collapses and suddenly shrinks to under a millimeter in height! You watch as the filthy expanse of the woman's sole grows into an endless desert. Her toes now loom over you like blurry mountains in the distance. Looking at the deep ravines that make up the footprint, your psyche begins to break. Unable to comprehend that you are nothing more than dusk on a crackhead's filthy foot, your shattered mind accepts your fate. You had been surviving all day off of this unaware crackhead's smelly feet and it is here where you shall meet your end. It was almost poetic and, as the brand new caliber of stench fills your microscopic nostrils, you begin to praise the godlike foot that has saved your life, given you shelter and kept you fed. You kiss the sprawling wall of unresponsive, sweaty foot flesh and worship your new deity. Lost in madness, you fail to notice the equally massive shoe of the policeman tapping the woman's other foot. Nor do you notice the woman stirring awake and bringing her knees towards her chest. As this happens, the foot you called home begins to descend rapidly and before your register what's happening, your are sealed into painful, anoxic darkness beneath her sole. Anxious by the relentless questioning from the police, the woman taps her foot while coming up with any excuse not to talk about "missing doctors and a grad student". You rest on the ground, bones broken beyond repair, you greedily lick the sole smothering your body, your personal health no longer matters, everything is given to appease your new master. At your new size, the powerful odors have completely poisoned your mind, even if you were regrown, you could never come back to your original life...

The foot lifts into the air above you, you yearn for its return and cry happily as it lowers again onto to you. Each time burying your face into the potent sea of flesh. One final tap takes you out of your misery, the police, frustrated with the woman's answer dodging, give up and return to their car content not taking the record of some crackhead at a gas station. The woman settles back down, extends her legs and falls immediately back asleep. If the police had turned around, they might have noticed a curious red spot amidst millions of dirt particles and a few ant carcasses stuck to the bottom of the woman's feet...