As if three giant females weren't enough torture for you already, you heard a buzz at the front door and a knock at the same time. "I'll get that, honey. Just stay here." Your mom put you down on top of a table and went to answer the door, her giant boots thumping up and down, causing you to lose balance. Cindy and Amy giggled at your predicament, then went in the background as your mother opened the door.

In stepped Rosa, the Hispanic lady who was getting involved with your mother in more ways than one. She was wearing blue jeans and a pretty nice blouse along with suede boots. Keeping with the maid part of her job, she wore yellow cleaning gloves that went to her elbows. She greeted your mother with glee.

"Hey Linda, how are you? I came to see the little boy."
How did she hear about me? you wondered, before conceding that your mom had told about everybody.
"Sure thing, come on in. He's right on that table over there." Your mom pointed to you and Rosa almost ran over to you.

"Ohhhhhh! How adorable! I don't think I've ever seen a person that small." She was obviously delighted with your new tiny size.
"I bet you haven't," you replied sardonically.
"Don't get smart with Rosa, son," your mom snapped. "You are our property for until the experiment is done. And you don't know how long that is."
"Oh, don't be so strict on him. He can't do anything, can he?" Rosa replied.

Both giant women laughed, then looked with amusement on you. You did not want to be here right now.

"How about I hold him for a little bit?"
"Go ahead."

Rosa reached an enormous, gloved hand to grab you. What should you do now?