Your wife, Alexandra hosted a garden party last weekend to make a good first impression to the new neighborhood you had just moved into. She invited the entire neighborhood, had the place decorated, food catered, the whole nine yards.

So what happened? Well you got home drunk from a baseball game with your friends, wrecked a bunch of the floral arrangements, threw up in the pool, and ruined her attempt at a good first impression. She made you sleep on the couch for the rest of that weekend, and for most of the week as well. When she finally let you sleep in the same bed, she seemed oddly... content. Not the crying, furious mess she was last weekend.

This weekend, you planned on going hunting and fishing with your buddies in the woods. When you woke up, it was sunny outside! You were supposed to wake up before the sun came up! BUT WAIT!

YOU'RE NOW TINY! You're a little ant in the vast bedsheet. You climb down, to try and find her. Then you hear a giggle behind you. There she is! Towering over you.

"Wow it worked! You're so tiny now!" You try to speak, but she silences you.

"Shut it. You ruined my party last weekend. And now you think you can just go run off into the woods with your buddies? Oh no you don't. I've already texted your buddies. You'll be spending the weekend here. With your gorgeous giantess wife. We're always doing stuff you like. Sports games, bars, car meets, but never what I wanna do! So today that changes. What I want is a foot rub. And you're gonna give me one because that's what good husbands do. Now get to it, we got a long day planned of my hobbies, so you'd better get on my good side."

She tosses a bottle of lotion near you, almost squishing you. She sits on the bed and holds her feet out to you. She waits for you to get started.