The genie puts her hands on her hips and says "Anything I want, you say?" You clarify it, not wanting to blow your chance and say "Yes, anything... but it has to involve your feet. I... i want to worship them." The genie laughs and says "That part is obvious, you haven't stopped staring at them since i left my lamp. Very well, Master. For my wish, i want you to get smaller. I feel that if you're going to be worshipping me, i shouldn't have to look up at you, now should I?" You nod your head up and down in a trance, already bending down on your knees so that you can get a head start on worshipping her.
She lifts a foot up to your face and says "Before you start, you need to make the wish. My powers won't work until you say it." You hold her soft, warm sole up to your face and sniff, taking in the perfumed, sweaty scent. You say with your eyes closed "I wish you would make me smaller. As small as you want me too." She lifts her foot away from you and says in a much louder voice "YOUR WISH IS GRANTED MASTER." You open your eyes and see just how small she's made you...
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