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I went to a sunset party with a friend, and a group of three obnoxious men ruined the moment. They seemed to feel more confident together, constantly catcalling and ogling us. At some point, my friend and I started feeling itchy and couldn’t figure out why. The discomfort became so unbearable that we left early and went home. I was supposed to call my friend later to check if she felt better, but when I did, she wasn’t feeling any better either. She suggested I check my clothes for any bugs, and as soon as I hung up, I started feeling something crawling on me. Panicked, I discovered one of the men from the party—now shrunk to the size of an insect—inside my clothing. I was horrified and confused. After finding and removing two more tiny men, the itching finally stopped. I couldn’t help but smile, realizing that karma had given those idiots a taste of their own medicine. As a giantess, I had the perfect opportunity for revenge.