You're Veronika's slob of a husband – and you've left the apartment a mess. The bed isn't made, there are clothes and garbage all across the floor. She works all day just to come home to this? Your excuse of “but we're literally just organizing the blankets to disorganize them again.” just isn't cutting it this time. She pulls out a magic wand, it's tip glows blue and you're surrounded by a strange noise. You're alarmed to discover you've shrunken – now you only stand about as tall as her belly button.

She tells you to clean up or you'll regret what she does when she comes back. “Y... Show more