As your eyes adjust to the lamp above and the great shape casting a shadow, you can make out the form of a thick, wide, chubby foot lowering itself down upon you. You can make out the ridges on the sole and toes as it got even closer, your mind finally snapping back to reality. You jump to the side quickly, but unfortunately for you, the plush carpet merely gave out beneath you. You land flat on your back once more, staring directly up as the foot rapidly descended upon your prone, struggling form.
After what felt like time froze, the sole finally came in contact with your body, an incredible weight crashing down over top of you. "This is it" you would think to yourself, the weight slowly increasing, the ridges big enough to grind against your body individually. You braced yourself for the worst, the sole preparing to crash down and snuff out your existence.
However, you find yourself almost blessed, as the foot didn't move down any further, your miniscule frame stuck at the very bottom of the plush carpeting, where the foot couldn't reach you. In fact, if you were to try, you might be able to escape!
A feeling came across you, however, a sudden urge crossing over your body. You had to worship this foot.
You could do this and get your rocks off, or you could try to escape. What would you do?
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