Mother Cassandra stormed into the kitchen, her eyes blazing with rage. She gripped a strange device in her hand - a shrinking ray she had been saving for the perfect moment.

Her son Jack lay sprawled on the tile floor, passed out drunk as usual. The 30-year-old loser still lived at home, spending his days peeping through the neighbor girls' windows. He was a pervert, a voyeur, a creep. And today, Cassandra decided she'd had enough.

"Jack, you pathetic excuse for a man," she hissed, kneeling down beside him. "I've seen the way you ogle my friends, the way your eyes linger on their feet. You're sick!"

Jack stirred but didn't wake. Cassandra aimed the shrinker and pressed the button. A bright red beam enveloped Jack's body. He began to shrink rapidly, his clothes falling away as he diminished down to the size of a cockroach.

When the smoke cleared, a tiny naked Jack found himself at his mother's feet, trembling in fear. "Mom, please!" he squeaked. "I'm sorry!"

"Oh, you'll be sorry alright," Cassandra growled. "Just wait until your sister gets home. I told her to wear her new wooden clogs."

She scooped up little Jack and placed him on the floor. For hours he cowered there, unable to move, horrified at the thought of facing his sister Jenna's enormous shoe-clad feet.

Finally, the front door opened. Heavy clomping footsteps approached. Jack shrank back against the baseboard, quaking with dread. Jenna's giant feet came into view, encased in the spiked soles and towering heels of her large white wooden high heels clogs.

"Hey Mom, I'm home!" Jenna called out. "Where's Jack? He didn't come to get me from cheer practice like he promised."

Cassandra stepped out from behind the island, a wicked smile on her face. "Oh, he's right here sweetie. Why don't you check under your shoe?"

Jenna looked down curiously. Her eyes went wide as she spotted the miniscule nude figure huddled on the floor. "Ewww Mom, is that a bug? It looks just like Jack!"

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