Made as a part of a trade with @GiantessScenarios

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“Alright Bee, sit just like that with your right foot pointed toward the camera.” the photographer instructed to her. “One thing is my foot slave in the shot,” Beyonce asked. “Yes,” he quietly responded. “Good, I want to make an example of her, can’t have any other make-up stylists act like her.”

The shrunken woman could only quietly cry at the thought of it. After years of working in the industry, her entire career was ruined by one wrong comment. Rebecca had dealt with all types of celebrities but none as arrogant as Beyonce, still, she didn’t think she’d be this mean.

Sure, it’s a natural step to assume, but so is thinking that a celebrity shouldn’t be able to shrink someone and make them their slave. Both, by now, had been proven correct with Rebecca being subject to both of them. What she had said wasn’t even that rude, it was more of a sarcastic comment.

Still, she didn’t take it that way. At a moment’s notice, she went into a tirade on her before climaxing with using her shrink ray to make her into a tiny. Those things had been banned for years but when you’re as rich as someone like her one is able to overpass a couple of needless rules.

“Alright tiny,” Beyonce commanded, “I know you’re a new footslave and all but you should already be going at it. My foot isn’t going to clean itself, now lick!” She said forcefully bringing her wrinkled sole closer to her minuscule body.

The smell from it overpowering, causing her eyes to well up even more. Slowly she got close to the giantess’ foot and stuck her tongue out. Closing her eyes she made contact with it. Immediately she noticed the revolting fleshly taste, with a strong mix of salty sweat and foot funk.

“I said lick!” Rebecca continued on, dragging her small tongue over the bottom half of her foot. As she did so Beyonce posed for a photographer, all while he focused on the two women. After some time she was nauseously finished, at least from heel up.

She still had the ball of her foot to contend to. Quietly she stopped licking and looked up at her new giantess. “What, all done she asked?” Looking over at her half-washed sole she noticed how dirty the tip of her foot was.

“Well, if that's how you're going to clean then I don’t think you’re going to stay as my footslave. No, you’re almost best suited to be an assslave, which is what you’ll end up as if you don’t get better at this.” Lowering her foot down over the shrunken woman, Beyonce gave her one command, “Lick!”

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