Zach awakes to find himself lying face down in the middle of the living room floor. He feels as if he’s suffering from the world’s worst hangover, which is rather peculiar as he hasn’t been drinking. He lifts his head up from between his arms and looks ahead to see the wooden floorboards beneath him stretch out far and away into the distance. He wheezes as he finally realises what has happened… he’s caught the shrinking virus. “No! This can’t be happening… Why me?!” he shrieks uncontrollably, in sheer panic, as he struggles to comprehend his current situation. He squeals as it dawns upon him that he lies stranded, in the middle of his living room floor, at the size of a bug. As if matters couldn’t possibly be any worse, his mother can’t save him as she is away visiting relatives for the weekend, subsequently leaving Zach alone with…

The ground suddenly begins to tremble beneath Zach. “Oh, no…Not him. Anyone but him…” he whimpers with great distress. The tremors beneath him increase rapidly, soon trembling so violently that Zach finds himself involuntarily juddering atop the wooden floorboards. He turns around and lets out a frightened squeal at the sight of the colossal figure that has entered the living room. The shrunken boy wails at the sheer magnitude of his stepdad, Mark, who is presently towering hundreds of feet in the air above his diminutive stepson.

Zach has always found Mark to be extremely intimidating. The middle-aged man is built like a brick shithouse, whose broad shoulders, muscly arms and solid pot belly naturally assert authority over Zach. It isn’t just Mark’s physical presence that unnerves Zach, it’s also his aggressively macho personality. Zach considers Mark to be a bully who constantly demeans him for being what Mark deems ‘weak’ and ‘wimpy’. Mark prides himself on being an alpha male and constantly belittles Zach for his failure to achieve the criteria of the traditional male role model.

With a beer bottle in hand, Mark proceeds into the living room. His enormous bare soles smash into the ground with his every step, sending violent shockwaves through the wooden floorboards beneath Zach. The shrunken boy shivers in trepidation as he helplessly watches his giant stepdad’s bare feet rampage towards him. Zach doesn’t want to die, but there’s nothing he can do to prevent it, so he quivers into a ball and sobs into the ground as he prays for his life. As his stepdad’s booming footsteps come crashing down closer and closer towards him, Zach’s eardrums burst, resulting in a high-pitched ringing echoing through his ears…but then suddenly there is bliss. Zach opens his eyes and is relieved to see his stepdad hasn’t unwittingly crushed him into a bloody pulp. “Has he gone?” Zach mutters as he raises himself off the ground to observe his surroundings. He rises to his feet and falls back to the ground in shock as he sees his stepdad’s building-sized left foot planted on the ground directly in front of him. Zach swiftly turns around to see his stepdad’s enormous right foot resting adjacent, then looks down to see he’s engulfed in the shadows of his stepdad’s thick muscly legs.

Zach sighs defeatedly as he stares up at his stepdad’s mountainous legs. “Of all the people in the world…you’re the one I have to ask for help” he grumbles bitterly as he dreads the thought of interacting with Mark at his current size. As much as Zach will prefer any alternative solution, he accepts that Mark is his only viable chance of rescue. Although they have their differences, Mark is married to Zach’s mother and will therefore help Zach because she’s her beloved son…right? The dignity and respect that Mark shows towards his mother is the only thing Zach admires about his brutish stepdad. Zach clears his throat as he prepares to shout up to Mark, but as soon as he opens his mouth, the giant switches on television and sports commentary begins blaring through the living room. “Whelp. You always have to make things difficult…” Zach mutters begrudgingly, unable to hear himself over the loud audio of the football pundits.

Zach lets out a heavy sigh as he approaches Mark’s colossal left foot. “Here goes nothing” he says as he places his hands on the hardened skin of the enormous foot and lifts himself atop of it. He scurries up Mark’s foot and proceeds to climb the giant’s leg. Luckily for Zach, the hairs on Mark’s legs are thick enough to support his weight, allowing him up to climb his stepdad’s sturdy leg with relative ease. As he approaches Mark’s kneecap, Zach finds himself panting exhaustedly as the climb soon proves much more strenuous than he anticipated. It occurs to him that having to climb his stepdad may not be necessary, as he could possibly gain his attention from here. He proceeds to forcefully yank the hairs of his stepdad’s leg to gain the attention of the giant. This soon proves futile as his giant stepdad doesn’t seem even remotely affected by his efforts. Zach emits a disappointed grunt as he releases his grip on Mark’s hairs and begrudgingly proceeds to climb further up the mountain that is his stepdad.

Zach finally completes the arduous climb up Mark’s leg. As he stands on Mark’s thigh, he looks up in awe at the behemoth that is his stepdad. The giant’s bulky torso stretches hundreds of feet high and wide, Zach gulps as he dreads the inevitable climb up his stepdad’s solid pot belly. Zach begins to trek up his stepdad’s thick thigh, eventually stopping dead in his tracks as he encounters the enormous bulge of the giant’s flaccid penis propping underneath his tracksuit shorts. The last thing Zach wants to do is touch anymore of his stepdad than is absolutely necessary, but his arms and legs are sore from the perilous journey up Mark’s giant leg and walking around the bulge may prove significantly more time consuming than simply climbing over it. Zach releases the heaviest of sighs as he approaches his stepdad’s bulge and proceeds to make his way up it.

Mark suddenly shifts in his seat as Zach’s movements result in the giant feeling a faint tingle in a sensitive area. Zach becomes petrified as the giant cranes his neck down and stares directly at the shrunken boy clinging to his bulge. “WHAT. THE. FUCK?!” Mark bellows furiously. Zach is too terrified of his stepdad to be able to make any attempt to calm the giant down. Even if he were brave enough, he’s likely too small and meek to shout his explanation loud enough for the giant to understand.

“I always knew you were a weird kid” his stepdad grunts disapprovingly. “Never expected you to be a fucking fag though” the giant says, the hatred in his voice becoming increasingly palpable with every word. Zach watches in horror as Mark lowers his enormous right hand down towards him. Mark swipes Zach off his bulge, causing the shrunken boy to scream as he flies off his stepdad’s groin. Zach crashes down onto the wooden floorboards, squealing as most of bones shatter immediately upon impact. Unable to move, Zach helplessly twitches on the ground as his giant stepdad raises his foot off the ground and hovers it in the air above his tiny stepson.

“I’ve been meaning to teach you a lesson for some time” Mark taunts as he dangles his foot in the air above Zach.

“Da-Daddy, please!!!” Zach whimpers as he helplessly watches Mark’s sole descend closer and closer towards him.

The giant pushes his foot into the ground and firmly extinguishes his tiny stepson beneath it. He raises his foot and examines what little remains of Zach. “Good riddance” the giant says before returning his foot to the ground and casually grinds all trace of Zach from existence. He leans back into the couch and resumes to watch the football on television. “Oh, shit…” he mutters, his eyes darting open as he is struck by an alarming thought, “what do I tell the wife?”.