Amy began humming to herself as she came to the back of the store. Here were the boots and she wanted the tallest, highest, scariest boots in town to tower over and terrify all the tiny men and women she came across.
Her eyes quickly lit up as she saw the perfect boots - A pair of black thigh high matte leather boots with a thick chunky rubber heel and modestly high, very much treaded platform sole. Her eyes scanned the boxes with feverish intent, looking for her shoe size. A number 9 just a couple of boxes down made her squeak in delight as she pulled the box out and threw open the lid.
Amy then sat down as she took off her current shoes and placed the boots between her legs clad in thigh high nylon stocking. Peering into the dark shafts before her, she could hear the voices of two tiny men moaning back.
"We are pleased to serve you, goddess." They said in unison.
Goddess.
The word sent shivers of ecstacy through her body. The world had long been a place of feminine power, where the privileged women ruled hard and cruel over the tiny people and submissive "lucky" unshrunken men. But it never, ever got old to be recognised as pure divinity.
With childish, impatient glee, Amy pulled the zip down on the left boot and slid her leg in. As her foot touched the sole of the boot and her sole felt the tiny man inside through the nylon wrapped, she let out a little moan. She truly had two new slaves born and raised to serve her dainty peds. She took a long moment to push her heel past the base of the bootshaft and let the whole foot settle on before giving the right the same treatment.
With both boots on, Amy zipped up the monoliths of giantess footwear and took her first steps toward the mirror. Admiring her new, sexy and domineering form, she felt something new against the soles of her feet. Little, wet motions...
The slaves were licking her feet!
The excitement grew within Amy... the sheer amount of power and arousal she was feeling in the moment was growing and growing. She tried to contain it... she was in public after all but it was growing harder and harder until...
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