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Sarah's boyfriend Tom was a big, burly man - a real gentle giant at 6'2" and nearly 300 lbs. Despite his imposing size, he had a heart of gold and absolutely adored his curvy girlfriend Sarah. At 5'4" and 250 lbs herself, she couldn't help but giggle at the nickname he gave her - "Shortstack".

It was a lazy Saturday afternoon and the couple was lounging around the house, bored out of their minds. Sarah had downloaded a new shrink toy app on her phone and was scanning it over various objects, watching them shrink to tiny toy size. She had an idea.

"Tommy, come here babe. I want to try something."

Tom lumbered over, his massive frame jiggling with each heavy footfall. "Whaddya want to try, baby girl?"

Sarah bit her lip, eyes sparkling mischievously. "I'm gonna shrink you down to bug size! Won't that be fun? Like a little doll boyfriend for me to play with!"

Tom's eyes widened in surprise but he trusted Sarah implicitly. "Uhm...okay Shortstack, if that's what you want! But don't smush me now, ya hear?"

Sarah giggled and pointed the shrink ray at her giant of a boyfriend. In a flash of blinding light, Tom screamed as he felt himself rapidly shrink, his body dwindling down to the size of a thumb!

"Whoa! Holy shit Sarah, you actually did it!" Mini-Tom squeaked, waving his tiny arms in amazement at his new insectoid size. "This is wild! What d'ya wanna do first?"

Just then, Sarah heard her mother's car pull into the driveway. "Oh crap, Mom's home! I gotta hide you somewhere quick, before she sees you shrunken like this!"

In her panic, Sarah scooped up the teeny Tom and placed him on the hardwood floor. "Just stay put, I'll be right back!"

She dashed to the door and greeted her mother with air kisses and hugs. "Hey Mom! How was shopping? Come on in!"

Mrs. Johnson smiled warmly and stepped inside, plopping down her heavy shopping bags. "Oh hello sweetie! It was great, I got so many cute new outfits. How about you and Tom, have you two been up to anything fun today?"

Sarah's eyes darted nervously to where she had left tiny Tom on the floor. "Oh, um, no Mom, not really. Just chillin', ya know?"

"I see," her mother replied, slowly walking further into the living room in her high-heeled wooden clogs. "Well, I should probably-"

CRUNCH.

Mrs. Johnson paused mid-step, looking down in confusion. "What was that?"

Sarah's heart stopped as she saw a tiny red smear oozing from beneath her mother's shoe. The spot where she had left mini-Tom.

"Mom, what did you do?! Was there a...a bug or something?" Sarah stammered, edging closer.

Her mother glanced down again, then shrugged it off. "I suppose so dear. Probably one of the little critters you two always leave underfoot with your messy housekeeping!"

Sarah felt her blood run cold as she stared in horror at the fading crimson stain. That wasn't a bug...

"Mom, I need to talk to you about something. Something's happened to Tom. He's...he's gone. I shrank him down to size and now he's dead! Mom, I killed him!"

Mrs. Johnson's eyes went wide with shock before her expression morphed into one of icy disapproval. "Young lady, I don't want to hear another word of this nonsense. You bring me the phone, right now. We're calling the police."