Kirsten came in the room and spotted you immediately. She picked you up and you saw her beautiful face with a sinister yet gentle smile. She also had Jenny, Steven and surprisingly Gemma in her other hand. She went to her room and placed you all down by her feet. "Wow, I can't believe I actually have my very own foot toys." "We are not your toys, I don't care how famous you are, you can't do this to us. Now unshrink us now!" "Aww how cute, little Gemma doesn't want to be my toy. Well I can fix that." Kirsten suddenly dropped her into her right nylon and inserted her foot back in. She picked at Gemma until she was in her toe crevice so she wouldn't be squished. "Now for the rest of you. I want a foot massage."
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