You're the size of a tiny ant. While out and about, some woman wasn't watching where she walked, so she stepped on you. You were stuck to her sole as she walked home. You didn't know what to expect. Suddenly, she kicked off her flip-flops while she lay on the bed. Then you heard a deep voice.

Mike: "Hey, babe. Those feet look tired, lemme give you a nice massage..." You were too tiny for her to sense you on her feet. And you were too tiny for him to spot you. You were now a permanent part of this woman's soles, and you were gonna get a front-row seat to see her boyfriend massage her feet!

Cristina: She giggled as he approached her. "Go ahead Mike. I need those strong rough hands on these soles..."