As donations rolled in and names scrolled quickly across the screen for donations, Matt continued to slowly and steadily lose his height. He was currently down to 2'05".

Stephanie had a huge grin on her face as she rifled through the box. She pulled out a Barbie doll and showed it off to the camera with a big smile.

"Look who I found!" she said, excitedly.

"Why was there a Barbie in the box?" Matt asked, confused. He eyed Barbie up and down, his baffled expression shown clearly.

"Because," Stephanie replied, "Barbie is eleven and a half inches tall. And you're..." she paused to check the screen, "only two-foot three. Meaning that you're only barely twice as tall as a Barbie doll." Stephanie said, her face lit up like a Christmas tree. This apparently amused her to no end.

"Yikes, that's a terrifying thought," Matt muttered.

"C'mon you guys, keep those donations flowing! If you do, I'll have two dolls I can play with!" Steph said, beaming. Matt groaned and rolled his eyes.

"If Steph thinks I'm going to let her treat me like a doll, she's got another thing coming," Matt said confidently. Stephanie only giggled and poked him with Barbie's feet.

"You won't get to choose, Matthew, dolls don't decide whether they get played with." The delighted expression that seemed impossible to wipe off her face gave away that Steph has found nothing more amusing than teasing her husband about his impending demotion to doll-status.

"Yeah well I still have plenty of-...woooaah," Matt started to say, then felt weird. His height began to decrease a little faster than before. The screen showed his size rapidly decrease.

"Looks like the audience wants a Matthew doll," Steph said with a smirk. She picked up her small husband and set him on top of their table and held the Barbie next to him for comparison. To Matt's relief, he still had three inches on Barbie, but he didn't like how close it was. Nor was he a fan of how quickly he lost a whole foot.

"Twelve inches in only thirty seconds, that's really impressive!" Steph said.

"Yeah, thanks for the donations," Matt grumbled.

Steph poked his stomach and said, "Oh don't be a grouch. You're becoming a doll for charity! It's a worthy cause."

"I signed up to test out revolutionary state-of-the-art technology, not to become a doll for my wife to play with," Matt rebutted. Steph lined her face up next to Matthew and shook her head in fake disappointment. It was clear to see Stephanie's face was actually only a little smaller than Matt's whole body at this point.

Matthew lost some more height, and Steph excitedly picked up Barbie for measure. It was official, Barbie was half an inch taller than Matt.

"Yay! Aww, who's a cute little dollie," Stephanie cooed to her tiny husband. Matt's face was full of done-ness.

"Now that we've got you at the right height, it's time for..." Stephanie trailed off as she rummaged through the box some more.

"Time for what!" Matt yelled over to her. Stephanie didn't respond, and simply pulled out a box with extra Barbie clothes in it.

"Oh you've got to be kidding me," Matt said. "There's no way."

"Don't be ridiculous Matthew," Steph said while opening the box, "half the fun of playing with dolls is dressing them up. Besides, your unitard is kinda lame."

Stephanie reached for Matt, but he tried to get away. He initially dodged her hand, which made her scoff at him. Then she easily grabbed him. She seemed to have no more trouble holding him in her grip than she did the Barbie, save for the fact that he struggled more.

Matt's protests were heard, but Steph wasted no time in forcing him into Barbie clothes. Even with his struggling and fighting back, his small Barbie-sized body was no match for her giant and powerful fingers. She was still able to easily overpower his tiny limbs and force them through the holes they needed to go through. When she was done, Steph proudly placed Matt on the table.

Matt was clad in a pink sleeveless dress that went to his knees, and he looked pretty embarrassed. Thankfully his unitard kept him relatively modest, as his arms and legs were still covered.

"This is humiliating," Matt grumbled. Steph was still absolutely beaming.

"You're so cute, Matthew. You're my adorable little doll, I love it!" Stephanie said, obviously genuinely happy about this turn of events. Matt simply rolled his eyes. "I can't wait for the fan art of this," Steph said, her eyes fixated on Matt's cuteness.

Matt slowly lost a bit more height, not as quickly as before, though. Still, as the two co-hosts talked and Stephanie cooed over her tiny husband, even the Barbie dress became looser and looser on him.

Despite Matthew's height being displayed on-screen, Steph still got out the ruler and held it next to him. It showed that he was both definitely smaller than a twelve-inch ruler and also that he was a little under seven inches tall at the moment. Steph could only go on and on about how cute he is.

"Alright guys, we only have maybe fifteen or twenty minutes left, so I think we should do the last activity I had in mind. I wasn't sure if Matthew was gonna get this small, but thankfully he did, so the finale of this stream will be your last chance to make him shrink even teensier." Stephanie said, addressing the camera.

Matt had no idea where this was going. Stephanie looked pretty excited.

"So obviously, other than the absolute adorableness of seeing him doll-sized, a lot of the fun of shrinking Matthew is that he's embarrassed and humiliated by how much bigger and stronger I am than him now, and that I have absolutely no trouble dressing him up like a doll. But it also means he so small and weak that even normal tasks are gonna be really tough for him," Stephanie said. Matt looked confused and slightly offended, even if it was for show.

"Wow Steph, couldn't cushion the blows a little there?" he said. Stephanie ignored him.

"So for the finale, we're going to humiliate poor Matthew-doll one last time." Stephanie reached behind the box and set something on the table. She kept her hand in front of it to conceal it from the camera, but raised her eyebrows multiple times for the air of mystery. Matt saw what it was and groaned a bit.

Steph pulled her hand away to reveal a bottle of dark green nail polish. She beamed. "Ta-da!" she exclaimed happily.

"You think this is gonna humiliate me Steph, but what you don't realize is my tiny size gives me excellent fine precision! I'll paint your fingernails so expertly that it'll only serve to make me look good!" Matt said confidently. Stephanie giggled in response however, which led Matt to realize he was missing a piece of the puzzle.

"Maybe, Matthew, but you're not quite hitting the mark. We're gonna break a rule here on GTLive today. Today we're going to allow feet on the livestream," Stephanie said, with an 'oooh!' kind of face. She leaned back to sit on the couch normally and propped her black sock-clad feet on the table in front of Matt.

Matt, for his part, looked bewildered. "But Steph! No feet on the livestream! It's our only rule!" Steph laughed, and her toes wiggled from the confines of her socks.

"Well not today, it's worth it to humiliate you some for charity. Also you break the rule all the time, bub," she said.

Matt walked over to his clip-on mic that was sitting on the table sitting several feet (his scale) from him. He muttered into with his hand over his mouth like he often does, though it looked quite different when the mic was so big compared to him.

"But Steph...we both know you have really stinky feet, I don't want to put up with them at giant-size."

Steph laughed and shrugged. "Too bad dude, get to work!"

Matt groaned and approached her feet, waving his hand in front of his nose jokingly.

"Wait, Steph, you gotta take off your socks," he said. Stephanie shook her head.

"No Matthew, you have to take off my socks," said beamed.

Matt just rolled his eyes and begun tugging at the thick black cotton, not making much of any progress. He tugged a lot at the ankle, but had no success.

Stephanie made an exaggerated sigh. "Poor tiny Matthew, you're so small you can't even remove your wife's socks for her," she said, really laying it on. She leaned forward and pulled off her socks, exposing her bare soles to the camera. She then dropped her socks onto Matt, hiding him completely from view.

The socks wiggled and wiggled until Matt's head poked free.

"Ugh, gross, Steph! Your socks really do reek! And they're damp!" Matt said, actually grossed out. Stephanie only shrugged in response, with her hands raised out to the side.

"What can I say, Matthew? I'm a hard-working girl and it's the end of the day."

Matt made a disgusted look at the camera, and then struggled his way free of Steph's socks. He walked over to the bottle of green nail polish, but was unable to open. Steph rolled her eyes, leaned forward, and opened the bottle for Matt. He stuck his tongue out at her in response.

Matt lifted the heavy brush, and carried it over to his wife's giant toes. He carefully started painting her big toe. It was clear that the brush was pretty heavy for him, but he was doing a good job. His on-screen height was displayed as four inches.

Steph seemed impressed. "You're doing a really good job, Matthew. Thank you! It's so sweet of you to paint my toes for me," she said.

"Oh shut up, it's not like I had a choice," he said. Steph only grinned.

"I'm gonna check the chat!" she said, while pulling her laptop onto her lap.

"I'm seeing a lot of 'DollPat' in the chat...though I also see a lot of 'BugPat.' Everyone thinks you're so adorable. There's a lot of surprise at feet on the livestream. You're getting lots of praise for your painting job so far! Let's see... GTFantheGreat says, 'I remember Matt making comments about Steph's stinky feet on previous streams, so I really feel for him now,' which is followed by the little sick emoji where his face is all green."

"You should feel for me! Painting these giant nails would be easier if I didn't have to hold my breath!" Matt yelled out.

"Oh pipe down," Stephanie said, "or I'll step on you." Stephanie gave a sly, evil smirk to the camera. Matt looked fearful and kept working. "RyuBumba asks why Matt is losing height so slowly now when earlier he was losing inches in mere seconds. That's because we had to change the rate of shrinking drastically under a foot so we could finish out the stream like this."

Matt was doing his best, but he only had half the toes on one foot done and he seemed like he was slowing down. He was still gradually losing height the whole time, just much slower. The screen listed his height as 3.25 inches.

"Let's check Twitter. Wow, there's so much fan art! You guys are so fast!" Stephanie exclaimed. While Matt continued to struggle painting her toes, she all but ignored him as she had several pieces of fan art displayed one after another. Most were quicker, cartoony styles, since the more detailed kind took people longer. Several showed her and a tiny Matthew, some fairly normal, like her snuggling him up to her cheek or him standing on her shoulder. There were several of him in doll's clothing with Steph playing with him, sometimes with another doll in her other hand. One person had already drawn Matt frantically trying to paint Steph's toes. And three separate drawings showed Stephanie stepping on the tiny Matt.

"Wow, our fans have such amazing artistic abilities, I'm so jealous!" Steph said. Matt gave his agreeal, but only in the form of a quick nod, as he was clearly getting tired lugging the ever-growing brush.

Matt had finished Stephanie's left foot, and it looked great. On her right foot, only half her toes were painted, and each one down the line looked increasingly sloppy. Finally Matt dropped the brush on the table and started panting. At 2.5 inches tall, it was too much work for him to continue painting.

"Sorry...Steph...too heavy...had to stop..." he panted.

"Aww it's okay Matthew, you actually did a really great job on my left foot! I'll finish the rest on my own later, thank you!" Steph said, wiggling her painted toes for the camera.

As Matt caught his breath, he finally shrunk down to one inch tall, the cutoff that they had set. He wouldn't get any smaller.

"Wow Matthew, we raised so much. Thank you to everyone who donated, it means so so much to us," Steph said.

The camera zoomed in on Matt so that it could see him a lot better. His mic, now bigger than him, was next to him as he spoke.

"Yeah, from the bottom of our hearts, thank you so much for donating. It means the world to us, and it's because of you guys doing stuff like this that allowed us to show off this incredible technology," Matt said.

"Anyway, we'll say goodbye in a second, but Jason, how long is Matt stuck like this?" Stephanie asked. Matt looked up and off into the distance, and the camera zoomed out so Stephanie could be seen as well.

"Uh, well, once you finish shrinking something, it's stuck at the size for twenty-four hours. After that, it gradually begins to grow back, but with how much height Matt lost that could still take him anywhere between one to three days after the initial twenty-four hours are up to get back to normal," Jason informed everyone.

Matt looked practically distraught. The camera zoomed back in on him and he shook his head. "You guys are so lucky this is for charity." He punched his fist into his hand, which wouldn't have been intimidating to anyone at his normal size, and especially wasn't intimidating at his pathetic stature of one inch tall.

"Well, what are we playing for tomorrow's live stream?" Stephanie asked, as the camera zoomed back out to include her.

"Since it's one of your favorites and Matt can't really participate, we figured we'd let you play Just Dance tomorrow," Jason said. Stephanie looked pretty excited.

"I'm sure we'll find a way to include him!" she said.

The camera zoomed back in on Matt. "Yeah, I'll stand on your giant laptop with my giant mic and try to read the giant chat," he joked. "Anyway, that's all the time--and size--we have left today. At least mine." In the blurry, out-of focus background, Stephanie's foot could be seen rising up and out of frame. "So just remember, that's-" Matt was cut off as the image of him was near-instantly replaced by five green-painted toes, which lightly wiggled for the camera. The camera zoomed back out to show Stephanie, standing behind the table with her left foot planted on top of it.

"Just a stream!" she continued, "a live stream! Thank you guys for watching." Stephanie said happily. She motioned down at her foot with her eyes. "I told him I'd step on him. Don't worry you guys, the shrinking made him practically invulnerable. He's not hurt, just uncomfortable. This is what he gets for saying my feet stink." Steph said, then twisted her foot back and forth.

Stephanie laughed and said, "This was kinda awesome. Anyway, time to say goodbye in the chat."

She grabbed one her black socks and held it next to the edge of the table nearest her. She lifted her foot off of Matt but immediately scooped him into the opening of her sock with her other hand. She shook the sock a little bit and gave a positive grin to the camera.

Stephanie sat on the couch and grabbed her laptop with her left and and set it on her lap and began using the trackpad. Her right hand still held the sock dangling up in the air.

"Guess where Matthew's gonna be spending the Just Dance live stream tomorrow?" and gave an evil smile. She then started reading off names in the chat and saying bye, while the camera eventually faded to black.