When you were 13, you befriended a new kid who moved into the neighborhood. He was quiet, introverted, and way behind socially. A lot of other kids thought he was a loser. So you took him under your wing and caught him up to speed with the basics. How to make friends, talk to girls, etcetera. As you two grew older, he got a lot more sociable and mature, and he was bullied less.

Now skip 7 years later. The two of you are 19, and are about to enlist in the military together, when your friend's mother asks to talk to you in person. When you get there, she offers you a drink, in which you indulge. What follows is a painful experience before you completely pass out. When you come to, you've been shrunken to the size of an ant! And your friend's mom is gigantic, and she stands over you, pissed about something.

"I've been waiting a long time for this. She raises her bare foot above you, keeping it only a short distance above from crushing you. "My son used to be so sweet, so gentle, he always relied on me... now because of you, he doesn't need me! He's more worried about girlfriends, than the only woman who actually loves him! Now you've manipulated him into your psychotic idea of going into the Army! Well I won't allow it!" she prepares to flatten you under her feet, before considering something. "No... if I crush you, my son will be sad... alright, here's what's going to happen. You're going to worship and clean my feet. If I think you did a good job, I'll grow you back. If not... SQUISH! You'll be paste under my feet. Understood? Get to it."