She shrinks you and the next thing you know, her tan leather sole is hovering above you. You can see every detail of the non-skid tread, with in-ground pebbles, dirt and grime. "Now you understand what the most beautiful part of my boot is. Worship my sole as you die", and with that she presses the sole flat on top of you, crushing you under the fine ridges of the tread, forcing your guts to ooze out and seep into the tread.
After her sole is flat on the ground, Barbara lifts up her boot to inspect the nice splotch of red liquid spread across the tread.