The shrinking virus pandemic started a few days ago, everyone was freaking out. The media kept scaring everybody, telling terrible stories about people who got infected and crushed on the street like ants, your wife freaked out about it, she kept telling you that you both must stay at home and not get close to anyone until the pandemic will pass. You’ve stayed home for months and it drove you insane, so you told your wife you were gonna go out and get groceries. You were tired of eating canned food, and frankly, so was she, but she didn't want to risk catching the shrinking virus. So she insisted on putting on a face mask, a plastic face protector, and some rubber gloves. Then she went out.

She came back with many shopping bags filled with groceries and placed them on the floor in the kitchen. She told you to wash everything thoroughly and started removing all the protection, put it in a bag and threw it to the garbage, then went straight to shower while you disinfected the groceries. You spotted a bag of your favorite chips, something you haven't had in months, so you opened the bag without washing it and started eating. Few moments later you felt a weird sensation in your body, it went numb, then everything got blurry. There was a weird sensation of falling down, you tried to hold something but everything kept getting bigger and bigger until you ended up only an inch tall on the floor.

About 10 minutes later, your wife came out of the shower in some comfortable and revealing clothing and walked back to the kitchen. Her massive barefoot landed a few centimeters away from you, then she spots you down there.

"Oh honey, I’m so sorry, but there’s no way I’m risking myself with infection." She started raising her foot up. "I'm sorry but I have to exterminate you. If it makes you feel any better, my feet are clean, soft and I lotioned them. And I'm showing off a little skin for you. That counts for something, right?" She doesn't really feel bad about having to step on you. She just thinking logically.