Nami's eyes glimmered, and a pouty smile passed over her face. "Why don't you kiss my pretty feet?" You smiled, and leaned in to kiss her foot. A gentle peck, however, was not what Nami wanted. "No, no, kiss it like you mean it!" You stepped it up, taking a passionate kiss at her delicate foot. Nami laughed, "Foot-kisser! You really are subserviant..." You blushed a little in embarassment, but continued to kiss Nami's feet. The smell of her feet still lingered in the air, and still covered your face; almost like she was branding you as her own. She made you kiss each toe, her heel, and all over her sole. When you were done, she had you repeat the process. But doing all this kissing was making Nami hungry for more action.
Nami let you continue kissing her foot, as she moved her other down to your erection. She rubbed her foot over your pants, right where it felt best. You almost let a slight sound escape, but your face spoke well enough. Nami saw your expression, and kept up the rubbing. Still, it was inefficient, what with you being bound to a chair. It was also unlikely that she meant to do anything with it, just tease you. Suddenly, you felt the world freeze, like time stopped. It had in fact, and you wondered what was going on. You heard a familiar voice though, the voice of FETISH. "Hello sir, I see your fantasy is progressing." You rolled your eyes at the silly comment. "I just wanted to tell you, that if you wish to...become smaller, I can ensure your fantasy is fufilled." You wondered what that meant, become smaller? Did that mean you could shrink? FETISH spoke again, "But of course, it will only be temporary, and you can regrow at any time." You weighed the merits of this. Being smaller could be fun, and death was probably only relevant to the simulation (you wouldn't die in life, just in the fake world).