Fey swallowed nervously as Mel told her that she was going to be busy with her...she felt so horny from the scent, but at the same time disgusted that she was lying pinned against her lover's sensitive flesh with a layer of orgasmic juices dripping from every part of her shrunken body.  To Melissa the word girlfriend seemed to be translated as sex toy, slave or plaything...Fey's once normal lifestyle, reduced to nothing more than her being Mel's obedient pet.  There was one thing she was grateful for...Mel actually seemed to like keeping her around...if only for her own enjoyment, but compared to all the other shrunken people and how Mel had treated them...it seemed almost consensual between Mel and Fey.  Fey did as she was told and Mel wouldn't torment her as much as the others, but that came at the cost of Fey's dignity as a woman.<br/><br/>She could hear the phone call Mel had made and felt the sudden thud as Melissa sat upon the bed...the cold water seeping under the clitoral hood as it was poured over Fey a little.  Quickly, the girl drank up as much as she could from the torrent of cold water that rained down upon her green wings and hair like a waterfall as she finally slivered out at the height of two inches and looked up expectantly as the water stopped flowing.  Mel told her that she wanted Fey to lick her feet clean and smiled at the girl.  Fey hated it when Mel was like this, her desire to make Fey's life more humiliating such a horrible thing.<br/>"As you wish, my love."  She submissively agreed while feeling naturally reluctant about the whole thing.  Gently she fluttered down to Mel's feet...both of which smelled awful with the accumulated sweat and exertion combined with the dirt from the ground as she'd stomped around this morning.  "Gee...when did you last wash these?"  She asked before moving towards them and kneeling down before them as she started licking the heel, the horrid taste of foot sweat and floor dirt tormenting her tongue as she licked up the foot all the way to the top, fluttering around as she licked the toes and with a slight wince...in between them...after that she moved onto the next foot and begun licking it in the same manner, feeling as if she was going to throw up if she kept this up any longer, but finally it was over...Fey, fluttered up and landed in the palm of Mel's hand, kneeling down in submission to her mistress and lover.