You caught the shrinking virus and shrank to an inch tall. Luckily, your girlfriend takes care of you... somewhat. She's a social media influencer, posting daily videos about life with a tiny boyfriend, cooking vlogs, etc. But most of the things she does is only for attention. If she didn't get the attention she was getting online, she would've stopped doing things for you long ago.

One day, she was walking around the house, looking at her phone, listening to music, and thinking of new ideas for her followers when suddenly... she felt a crunch and a squish under her gigantic barefoot. She gasps and looks at her sole. There you are, squished against her sole. She has wholly crushed your legs, leaving you unable to walk, and you're stuck to her sole. She's panicking, not because of you... but because of how she's gonna keep making videos if you're stuck under her foot.

"Damn it! Now what am I gonna do?! My followers wanna hear about my useless tiny boyfriend, they'll call me a bad girlfriend if they find out I crushed you..." You try to get her to get help, but she scowls down at you.

"Shut it, bug. I wouldn't be in this mess if you'd just stayed out of the way of my feet. Stay stuck to those feet of mine while I try and think of what to do to you." She sits on the couch, puts her feet up, and thinks, leaving you stuck to her foot. At least she just took a shower, and her feet were clean and pleasant-smelling.