You caught the shrinking virus and now you're the size of an ant. Luckily your wife takes care of you.

One day, she decided she needed to take a break from taking care of you, so she went with her friends to Hawaii for a week and left you at her mother's house.

Your mother-in-law, Tiffany, never really approved of you, but she loved her daughter, so she agreed to take care of you. She often walks around her house barefoot, which led to you almost being stepped on a few times. She gives you a few crumbs and leaves a small dish of water for you on the floor, like you're a dog or something. She's only done the bare minimum so far.

One day, she called you into the kitchen. You get there, and you find her with her massive bare feet plopped up on the dining room table. "Here's the thing... I never thought you were good enough for my daughter, even less while you're this tiny. If I can't get rid of you, I might as well try to force you to be good enough for my daughter, so here's what's gonna happen. I'm gonna train you to be an obedient little husband for her. You're gonna worship my feet all day every day until she gets back. If you do a bad job, you'll be punished, and I'll trap you under my sole or between my toes for an hour. And by the time, I'm done with you, you'll be a new man, worthy of my daughter. If you can't be a good provider for her, then you might as well be a good footslave for her. Oh, and we'll keep this a secret between us, if Paula finds out... I'll make sure I break up your marriage for good, and you don't wanna know how I'll do that. With all that out of the way, you can begin... now."