Steve had managed to keep his ant-sized body on top of his oldest daughter's big toe. He did sigh in relief though, as Lisa passed through the door back into the house. At the very least, Steve realized that he would not be stuck outside in the wild.
He snapped back to reality as he saw the stairs coming up. He tried to hold his vomit as Lisa's giant foot swung back and forth, going up step by step.
With a cold Gatorade in her hand, Lisa walked back into her room, still half asleep. She plopped down on top of her bed, not caring to get under any blankets. She was unaware that she had a tiny passenger with her.
Steve realized where he was. His daughter's foot had landed on her bed. Suddenly Lisa stretched her legs upward, causing her tiny father to go flying. Steve screamed when he realized he was not only headed towards the bed, but towards his daughter's body. Steve landed by....
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