You had recently been diagnosed with the shrinking virus; the effects were due to kick in any day now. You eat your meal miserably, this will probably be the last meal you make for yourself, as all your future meals will be dependent on your giant family. As you eat, trying not to think about your impending doom, you spot an ant scuttling on the floor beside the table. You drop the little bug a piece of food and watch joyfully as it scurries away with it, when suddenly...

SPLAT Your older stepsister's sandal crushes the little bug. "Thank goodness, it could've brought more of its little friends, and I hate bugs." You're about to yell and rage at your sister for ending that poor bug's life when the virus symptoms kick in suddenly and soon you find yourself the size of the ant your stepsister just crushed.

She laughs at your tiny size. "Oh don't tell me you felt bad for that bug? That's hilarious! Now look at you! Her perfectly manicured feet securely fitted into her sandals planted on the ground before him smell like they've been freshly cleaned. "Well, looks like another bug has found itself in MY house." It's humiliating that she doesn't see you as a person anymore. “You may be just a stupid bug, but you used to be my brother, so I’ll give you an option I didn’t give the other bugs. You can live the rest of your pathetic life either worshipping and cleaning or underneath my feet. The choice is yours, little man."