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Valerie was a plus-sized girl with big dreams. She had always been fascinated by technology and gadgets, so when she stumbled upon an app that promised to shrink objects to the size of insects, she knew she had to try it out.

At first, Valerie used the app to shrink small items like buttons and coins, amazed at how easily it worked. But then, a mischievous idea took hold of her mind. She would shrink her lazy boyfriend Frank to a tiny size, just to see how he'd handle it!

One evening, Frank was lounging on the couch, snoring loudly as he watched TV. Valerie snuck up behind him and aimed the shrinker app right at him. "Shrink object, maximum size!" she giggled as she activated it. In a flash of light, Frank shrunk down to the size of an ant, still sleeping peacefully.

Valerie scooped up the miniaturized man in a matchbox. "Wakey wakey, Mr. Sleepy Pants!" she cooed. Frank jolted awake, looking around in utter confusion. "What happened? Where am I? Valerie, is that you?"

"Uh, yeah, sorry to surprise you like this, babe," Valerie said, not sounding sorry at all. "I just wanted to see what you'd look like tiny! Isn't it hilarious?" She poked her pinky finger into the box, making Frank tumble around.

Frank crossed his arms over his chest. "No, it's not hilarious at all! This is crazy! Change me back right now!" But Valerie was already bored of their interaction.

"I've got to go out with the girls, you'll have to entertain yourself!" She dumped Frank out onto the carpet. He landed with a tiny thud. "Watch out for my feet, little man!"

Valerie hopped up and started getting ready. She slipped on her pink pumps, which made her tower at a statuesque height. Strutting out the door, she called over her shoulder, "Try not to get squished, babe!" Then she was gone, the front door slamming shut.

Left alone, Frank crept through the jungle of the living room carpet. Towering blades of grass scraped his diminutive body as he tried to avoid getting crushed by anything. He walked for what felt like hours.

Suddenly, he heard the front door open. Valerie had returned! Her powerful high heels clicked menacingly across the floorboards. Frank scurried for cover, but in a blur of pink leather, the underside of Valerie's shoe slammed down directly on top of him.

"Arghh!" Frank let out a strangled scream as he was mercilessly crushed into the carpet fibers. Valerie wobbled a little, feeling a small pop under her foot. But she thought nothing of it as she went to change out of her heels.

Later that night, Valerie returned to the living room, only to find Frank's mangled body lying on the floor, smashed into paste. Her eyes widened in shock.

"Oh my god...what have I done?" She let out a sob. "I didn't mean to!" Tears streamed down her face.

She knew she would never be able to bring Frank back, thanks to her cruel games. Valerie had played with forces beyond her control and it had cost her everything. The guilt would haunt her for the rest of her days. She could only pray that someday, she would learn to be more careful and responsible. But for now, she grieved alone in the dark apartment, knowing she was to blame for her boyfriend's senseless, silly death.