I open my eyes slowly, feeling disoriented and unsure of my surroundings. As my vision cleared, I realized that I was standing up straight for some unknown reason, and that's when I noticed two things, one that I was outside the second that I was completely naked. I quickly covered my chest and look down at my bare legs, trying to figure out where I was and how I got here in the middle of no where.

I Suddenly, I notice something strange, as all around my body a white fluffy substance was floating slowly, cold to the touch and more fragile than wet paper. It was almost as if I was surrounded by mini clouds. Down below underneath my bare feet, there is a grey substance, almost like a Brittle Moss, that seemed to crumble with the slightest touch of my skin, it almost felt good to the touch. The cool air against my skin felt pleasant and yet still wasn't enough to distract me from the scene below.I bent down low, hoping to get a closer look at the grey moss I was destroying with my littlest movements. It was moving, glowing even."What the hell!?" I yelled as I saw microscopic colors moving all throughout the grey mass.I could feel it deep within my heart, a whisper of an unbelievable truth. What I was looking at wasn't a plant, it wasn't a moss, no it was a city, a metropolis."I'm huge!" I yelled once again, standing back up to my full height in complete awe and disbelief. I could feel my heart thump against my chest as I took in the scene before me, a scene that I could hardly believe. I was no longer the small one, no longer the weak pathetic nobody, no longer a small helpless Lilliputian, no now I was a Brobdingnagian , the biggest and strongest out of the three, and truth be told I didn't know how I felt about it.I stood at the edge of the city, taking deep breaths as I gazed out at the sprawling metropolis that couldn't even reach the tops of my toes. I had never felt so nervous and yet so excited at the same time. For years, I had been little more than a tiny Lilliputian, constantly at the mercy of the world around me, pathetic even amongst my own kind. But now, everything had changed. I had real power, power to change everything. 

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As i surveyed the buildings and streets below, i could feel a brand new power coursing through my veins. I was no longer weak and helpless - I was a goddess, towering over the world around me. The very thought of it sent shivers down her spine.With a wide grin, I reached down and scooped up a handful of buildings, tearing them from their foundations and leaving a massive crater in the ground. My body was burning, with a brand new desire that I had never felt before, a desire that demanded to be heard. I looked down at the small city resting in my palm, I could only imagine what was going through the kinds of all the men women and even children trapped in this doomed city. I couldn't help but let out a low moan as I pressed the buildings against my chest and groin, savoring the sensation of being so massive and powerful.I barely felt anything as the whole city disintegrated against my crouch and breasts. For so many years I felt embarrassed on my big breasts but today I was using them to end the lives of dozens of people."Do you like my body?" I asked breathing harder and harder. "I hope you all don't mind me living out my wildest erotic fantasies on all of you." I said with excitement. I wanted more, I wanted to feel more pleasure, more power over the small Lilliputians down below. I want them to worship me, I wanted them to smell my scent wherever they went, to taste the very salt clinging to my sweat with each and everyone of their tastebuds, to see me wherever they looked. I wanted to be their world, but something caught my eye something small and shinny, touching my legs crouch, arms, and even breasts.

I was no longer lost in my own fantasies, instead my eyes were transfixed on the tiny explosions going off all around my body. At first, I was confused, I mean I had never been attacked in such a way before - "What could be causing the blasts?" I wondered to myself as I continued my search.

My heart raced as I surveyed the area, searching for the source of the explosions. They seemed to be coming from all directions, the tiny weapons of my Lilliputian foes. Even as I towered over them, they were still trying to bring me down. It was almost admirable.I felt  a thrill of excitement at the danger. I was no longer a helpless Lilliputian, but a powerful Brobdingnagian, a force to be reckoned with. This was made all the more clear from the small attacks cascading all around my body, attacks I couldn't even feel, honestly they where only good as a small light show.I focused my vision and saw them flying across my breast, through my legs, through the strands of my long brown hair, trying to avoid my gaze. They looked like gnats, and were just as annoying. I knew what they really were, jets, small jets filled with even tinier men.“Oh my, aren’t you all so cute.” I said trying to sound as cute as possible. “What am I going to do with all of you?” I asked bending down? Letting my breast succumb to gravity. “Should I try to crush you all with my hands?” I said holding up my hands and twitching my fingers. “Or maybe I should try eating all of you?” I said in pondering the matter deeply. “Or maybe I should just crush you all with my boobs, I bet all you men would love that wouldn’t you?” I said squishing my boobs together.I stayed quiet for only a few minute, gazing at the little insects who still continued to attack me without restraint.“Oh I know what I’m going to do…”“ABBIE ROAD! Wake up before you late for school!”***I woke up and felt a familiar loop of disappointment wash over me. I was still a Lilliputian, a tiny girl in a world made for beings much larger than myself.“Crap!”

Abbie Road walked alongside her best friend Kara West, both of them careful not to slip off the side wall that served as their path to school. It was a bright morning, the sun shining down on the tiny Lilliputians as they went about their daily routines. Abbie sighed deeply as Kara chattered on about the Brobdingnagian lottery that had been the talk of the town for weeks now.

"I just know I'm going to win it, Abbie," Kara said with a confidence that bordered on arrogance.

Abbie nodded, not wanting to dampen her friend's spirits. She knew all too well that there could only be one winner of the lottery, and it was unlikely that it would be either of them. The odds were simply too great and yet that didn't stop her from secretly putting her name in the lottery, not letting Kara know of her actions.

Abbie couldn't help but dream about what it would be like to be a Brobdingnagian woman, miles and miles tall, towering above all the other Lilliputians. It was a chance to leave behind the smallness of their lives and become something extraordinary.

Kara was beautiful and popular, with a confidence that came from knowing she was destined for greatness. Abbie, on the other hand, was plain and unassuming, content to fade into the background and observe the world around her.

As they approached the school gates, Kara turned to Abbie with a smirk.

"Good luck, Abbie," she said, knowing full well that she didn't need luck to win the lottery.

Abbie smiled weakly, wishing that she had more faith in herself. But as she watched Kara saunter off towards her group of friends, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy. It was a feeling she was all too familiar with, but one that she couldn't seem to shake.

She knew that the odds were against her, that the chances of winning the lottery were slim to none. But deep down, she couldn't help but hope that the Brobdingnagian girl would be her and yet as she looked up at her high school, she couldn't help but feel that all of that was unlikely.

Abbie walked through the crowded halls of her high school, her eyes downcast as she tried to make herself smaller. The excitement in the air was palpable, every person chattering about the upcoming Brobdingnagian lottery. Abbie felt a wave of nausea wash over her. It was the same feeling she got every time she thought about the lottery, the same feeling that never seemed to go away.

As she made her way to her first period class, a figure blocked her path down the hall. Abbie knew who it was before she even looked up. Trish, the school bully, stood before her with a smug look on her face.

"How are you today, ya little midget?" Trish asked, crossing her arms and towering over Abbie.

Abbie felt her face flush with embarrassment and fear. She hated being called names, especially ones that reminded her of her size. She tried to make herself small, but there was no escaping Trish's taunts.

"I-I'm good, Trish," Abbie stammered, her voice barely above a whisper.

Trish chuckled darkly as she looked down at Abbie. "Well... Aren't you going to ask me how I'm doing twerp?" Trish asked faking annoyance.

Abbie could feel a chill go up his spine as she looked into Trish's cold eyes. "H-how are you Trish."

Trish didn't respond, she said no words as she continued to look down at Abbie who continued to walked down the hall of the school, trying her best to keep her head down and avoid any eye contact with her fellow students. She was used to the jeers and snickers by now, the daily taunts and pokes from the other kids in the school. But what she wasn't used to was the arm that suddenly draped around her shoulder, pulling her to a stop.

Abbie's heart pounded in her chest as she stared up at the tall, imposing girl. Trish had made herself known all throughout the school year, terrorizing anyone who dared to cross her path. Abbie had always tried to stay out of her way, but sometimes it was impossible.

"You know, Abbie," Trish said with a small laugh, squeezing her shoulder. "I'm in a pretty good mood today."

Abbie didn't know what to say. She had never heard Trish speak with such kindness before, and it made her uneasy.

"So you know what," Trish continued, releasing her arm from around Abbie's shoulder. "Today, I'm not going to play with you."

Abbie stared at her, confused. Trish had never used those words before, and Abbie didn't know what to make of it.

"Today," Trish said, stepping back and looking around the crowded hallway. "We will finally be kissing goodbye to this dungheap of a school." Trish said. "I'll also have a chance to become a living god," Trish said with joy. "Can you even imagine it?"

Abbie could barely breathe as her very kind began to think of such a horrible reality. The reality of Trish being miles and miles tall, being able to crush their very city with just her big toe alone. Abbie felt a shiver run down her spine at the thought.

Trish's eyes gleamed with an excitement never before seen. "I'll be able to do anything I want," she continued, her voice filled with confidence. "No one will be able to stop me."

Abbie had always been afraid of Trish, but now she felt a new sense of dread. She knew that Trish would stop at nothing to get what she wanted, and if that meant becoming a giant, then so be it.

As Abbie walked away, she prayed that Trish would not be the winner of the Brobdingnagian lottery for if she actually won than Trish would stop at nothing to make every Lilliputian in the world fear her. That reality would come true.

Despite her thoughts Abbie went through her classes like normal, absorbing the information like a sponge as she always did. She had always been a studious girl, and it showed in her grades. But today, she found herself struggling to concentrate. Her mind kept wandering to the Brobdingnagian lottery, and the possibilities it held.

At lunchtime, she met up with her best friend Kara in the cafeteria. Kara was chattering away, her eyes bright with excitement as she talked about the lottery.

"I just know I'm going to win," she said, grinning from ear to ear. "I have a good feeling about this one."

Abbie nodded absentmindedly, barely hearing what Kara was saying. Her mind was elsewhere, thinking about the lottery ticket tucked away in her pocket. She wanted to tell Kara about it, to share her excitement, but a twinge of fear held her back. Abbie always knew that this was Kara's dream to be big and strong, to not be a small Lilliputian all her life, to not have to live in fear of being stepped on, their city wiped off the face of the earth. Their was only one problem, Abbie had that same dream.

What if she didn't win? What if she was just setting herself up for disappointment?

She pushed the thought aside, forcing a smile onto her face as Kara continued to talk. But deep down, a part of her was already imagining what it would be like to win the lottery, to be able to finally afford all the things she had always wanted, to be able to look down at a Lilliputian city that could fit in her palms with room to spare. To hold so many lives in her hands.

***

5 HOURS LATER

Abbie and Kara sat side by side, anticipation radiating from them both, as they watched the thousands of Lilliputian high school students gather around them. It was the most looked forward to assembly of the year, and they were both eager to see what would unfold.

As the room grew silent, a hush fell over the crowd. A gigantic screen was held high above the stage, and every eye was trained on it. Abbie felt her heart race as the lights dimmed, and a spotlight shone on the stage.

["This is it."] She thought to herself. ["This is the moment everything will change."]

3RD PERSON

Abbie sat next to her best friend Kara, both of them nervously fidgeting as they waited for the lottery to begin. They had spent countless hours discussing their hopes and dreams for the future, but today their fate rested in the hands of chance.

The (PAC), the Performing Arts Center was filled with the sound of chatter and excitement, yet there was an underlying tension that permeated the air. Everyone knew that only one of them would be chosen, and the rest would have to continue their lives as Lilliputians.

Abbie looked around the PAC, she saw faces filled with different expectations, excitement, and, like her and her friend Kara, nervousness. There were a dozen other high school students waiting to hear their names called. Abbie couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the competition. The thought of being chosen and winning the dream of a lifetime was almost too much to handle.

The Brobdingnagian lottery only happened once every ten years. It was an event that very few students had ever been given the honor of participating in. In this one stadium their where hundreds of students, Abbie couldn't see them all. Their was no way that she was going to be able to win, no way that she was one of the chosen once's.

As Abbie continued to look around she finally laid her eyes on the single face that stood out from all others - Trish herself. Trish who had laid eyes on Abbie herself. Trish smiled a devilish smile, a smile that Abbie had seen many times before. Trish always wore that smile when she bullied her, when she made her feel small and helpless.

Abbie couldn't help but feel a sense of dread as she thought about what Trish would do if she became a Brobdingnagian. She could only imagine as Trish held her giants foot over her head, she could only imagine traveling along side her massive body, being rubbed against her smelly armpits, or maybe being eaten without even a little remorse. Heck if she where extra creative Trish would probably force her to clean her cavernous ear wax, or lick the toe jam from her foot. Thinking about such things almost made Abbie faint, but such thoughts where interrupted as a loud booming voice echoed through the whole building.

She looked to the front of the building and in doing so saw the principal of the whole school standing on the stage, his voice amplified by the microphone he held. "Welcome!" he said, smiling down at the sea of caps and gowns before him. "First, I would love to congratulate all of the seniors sitting here today. It's been a long, fun year and finally, finally, we are here."

The whole building erupted in applause as the seniors began to shout out in joy, throwing their caps into the air. Abbie joined in, feeling the wild sense of excitement that filled the room.

"Today, as you all know, is a special occasion," the principal continued, his voice cutting through the noise. "Today, only one of you will be chosen, and yet in my book..." The Principle halted his speech as his eyes drifted over every student in the building. “All of you are winners.” He said with a smile. “You are all worthy of being here, and I hope this lottery will not change who any of you are.” The cheer of the crowd grew louder. 

"Now, let the games begin!" The Principal said as he pointed towards the giant screen that was above the stage.

The whole building grew silent as all eyes where in the stage .The atmosphere in the hall was electric, everyone was on the edge of their seats, eagerly awaiting the results. Some were hopeful, some were' not so much, but all of them were watching intently. A single chance could mean the difference between life of being a giant and being nothing more than a speck of dust in the wind.

The screen began to flash with a dozen names, names that appeared only for a second, before changing into another name , and another, and another. The crowd went crazy as each name appeared, shouting out their hopes and dreams.

“I want to be a giant! I want to be a giant!”

“Please, not another name! Not another name!”

“Oh, it can’t be! It can’t be! No, this can’t be!”

Abbie wanted to bit her nails, she wanted to clasp her hands together and pray and yet she found herself unable to, for her friend Kara held her right hand tightly as her eyes focused on the screen above.

"Please." Karra said firmly. "It has to be me.” I have to be the one."

Kara believed herself right, of course. There was no way that anyone else could have been chosen, She was the most popular girl in school, the most beautiful and the most well liked. Deep down she knew that It was her, or no one.

For Abbie and Kara time seemed to stop, it began to slow as the lottery itself began to slow down and the names that once only lasted a second began to take longer to change. They watched transfixed as each new name popped up, hoping beyond everything that theirs would appear. And finally…

“I won!” Kara said as she stood up from her seat, looking up at her gigantic name that shined brightly on the screen.

Abbies heart began to sink as she looked up at the name of her best friend. She always knew that she wasn’t one of the chosen ones and this momentconfirmed it further. Even though they had both applied, there was absolutely zero percent chance that she would get picked.

Abbie stood up and as she did both of Kara’s arms wrapped around her, embarrassing her in a hug.

“I won!” Kara screamed again, jumping up and down excitedly while hugging Abbie s neck. "I won! I won! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" She squealed as she spun around, her skirt flying up, revealing her suspenders and stockings to the class.

“C-congratulations Kara.” Abbie said trying to fille happy for her friend.

It was then that a sudden gasp erupted from the whole building. Kara stopped Celebrating immediately, her eyes going wide as saucers as she looked up at the screen to see her name suddenly disappear off the screen only to be replaced with another. Abbie Road…

Abbie stood frozen, unable to comprehend the name she was seeing. “I won…”

Abbie stood up from her seat, her heart pounding with anticipation, as she looked up at the massive screen that hovered over the stage of the Performing Arts Center (PAC). She couldn't believe her eyes when she saw her name displayed prominently for everyone to see.

"I won," she whispered in disbelief. "I won..."

The whole building erupted in thunderous applause, and all eyes were on her. Abbie's cheeks flushed with a mix of joy and increasing shyness. She wasn't used to being the center of attention, but deep down, she secretly enjoyed it.

As the applause subsided, the loud voice of the Principal echoed through the building, commanding everyone's attention. "Ladies and gentlemen," he announced, his voice filled with pride. "I believe we have found our Brobdingnagian girl."

Abbie's heart swelled with pride and excitement. Being chosen as the Brobdingnagian girl was an honor beyond her wildest dreams. Soon very Soon she would be a Brobdingnagian from the classic tale of Gulliver's Travels, it was truly hard to believe.

As the Principal continued to address the audience, Abbie's mind wandered back to how it all began. She had always been a quiet and unassuming girl, often overlooked in the bustling hallways of her high school. But when she as well as the rest of her class saw the documentary of the upheaval crushing of 1997, it was then that she knew that she wanted to be a Brobdingnagian.

***

UPHEAVAL CRUSHING OF 1997

The sky loomed with heavy grey clouds, casting a somber atmosphere over the city of Riverside. Moisture filled the air, causing a damp chill to settle in. Despite the gloom, the people of Riverside sensed an eerie presence, as if something massive and powerful was approaching.

Suddenly, the ground beneath their feet began to tremble, sending shockwaves through the streets. Panic rippled through the crowd, as individuals stumbled, struggling to maintain their balance.

"What the hell is happening?" a man exclaimed, his voice filled with fear and confusion. His eyes darted around, searching for answers that seemed elusive in the chaos.

In the midst of the commotion, a small child clung tightly to his mother, seeking comfort and reassurance. Tears welled up in his eyes as he whispered, "Mommy, I'm scared."

The mother held her child protectively, her own heart racing. She tried her best to project an air of calmness, even though uncertainty gnawed at her. "Stay close to me, baby. We'll stay together, and everything will be okay," she whispered, her voice filled with love and determination.

As the people of Riverside sought shelter and safety, their senses were assailed by an overpowering scent carried by the wind. It was a musky, womanly aroma that permeated the air, overwhelming their olfactory senses. The scent, both intoxicating and primal, only heightened their trepidation.

Amidst the chaos, a homeless man sat on the sidewalk, unaffected by the fear gripping those around him. He chuckled softly, a sound filled with a peculiar mix of joy and anticipation.

"It's coming," he murmured, his voice tinged with an otherworldly delight. His eyes twinkled with an odd sense of purpose as he observed the panic-stricken city dwellers. To him, the impending event held a strange significance, an end he eagerly awaited. "The end is coming

The homeless man's laughter carried in the wind, merging with the cacophony of sirens and distressed cries. His words, though seemingly cryptic, echoed through the city, adding a haunting layer to the unfolding turmoil.

As the rumbling intensified, buildings quivered and windows shattered under the immense pressure. The people of Riverside looked to the horizon, their eyes widening in disbelief and awe. Emerging from the mist, a colossal figure materialized before them—a mile-tall Brobdingnagian woman, her form both majestic and terrifying.

The majestic clouds hugged her body refusing to let go as she took massive steps towards the city. She was barefoot, wearing a black bikini and bra, her hair was long and brown with long thin strains cascading down her face . Her skin was pale and freckled. Her breasts were large and firm. She was beautiful by all sense of the world and yet to the small Lilliputians below she was a monstrous Titan that could crush their city with just three steps.

"Oh my god she's huge." One woman said in disbelief.

"The mountains only come up to her knees." A man said looking at the gigantic monolith through a window of the skyscraper he found himself in.

"That's a Brobdingnagian, I've never seen one up close."

"She's coming right towards up run!"

***

Bethany looked down at the little city that resides in between her feet. She could barely make out the buildings and skyscrapers that wobbled back and forth from her very presence alone.

The little people were like little specks filled with color, one little breath and they would blow away.

"Oh how cute." She said putting both hands over her breasts.

She bent down, putting both hands on her knees. "I hope you little guys are ready for the greatest show of your lives."

***

To the people of Riverside, the smallest movements of the titans where powerful  and overbearing, stirring up winds and tremors that toppled over buildings.

"OH HOW CUTE." Her booming voice echoed across the valley and the Lilliputians shivered in their little city as the Brob bent down and got in her knees way. She smiled down sweetly at them all, brushing the clouds from her face.

"I HOPE YOU LITTLE GUYS ARE READY FOR THE GREATEST SHOW OF YOUR LIVES."

No one likes the sound of that, especially because the Brobs voice hurt so many of their eardrums.

The grey sky was soon replaced by a never ending plain of skin as an over bearing foot soared over head. The giant Brobdingnagian stepped over the city completely revealing her massive bikini tight ass to the whole city below.

"What is she doing?" Hundreds of Lilliputians asked as they looked up at the monolith.

"ENJOY THE SHOW CUTIES."

***

Bethany with a smirk began to twerk her

ass up and down. Her mountainous cheeks began to slap together causing shockwaves that echoed all through the land.

Her muscular legs bent Bethany continued to twerk. Her toes scrunched together caused pounds and pounds of dirt to mush together in between her toes. She would never know of the little house that stood in between her toes, a house that a family of three called home. Her monstrous toes trapped them in between flesh that went on for miles.

A father and his wife held their daughter close, comforting each other in the basement of their home. The walls around them rumbled and shook, the ground beneath them cracked, and the air itself smelled pungent and foul and yet feminine in nature. They never felt the end, as the walls themselves smashed together crushing them together, turning them into mangled to meat.

"Are you enjoying the show." Bethany asked as her titanic rear brushed up against the clouds themselves.

***

The city was in chaos as hurricane force winds created tornados that uplifted buildings and people, sending them flying for miles and miles.

Miles Bulenski could barely breathe as he was hoisted into the sky by the twerking ass hovering over the city. He flew high with great speeds as he caught glimpses of passing people, buildings and vehicles passing by.

"What the hell!!!!" He yelled as he flipped up and down, turning in every direction until he was met with a wall of black, before running into something hard and squishy.

Miles opened his eyes slowly as something shaking with extreme force awoken him. "Where am I?" Miles asked as he held tight to the fabric like ground surrounding him. He looked around in a state of bewilderment, not knowing where he was or what had just happened. He knew he was high up, he could see the clouds, the air was thin, and yet something felt off. The shaking ground that continued to move up and down, up and down.

"Oh no." He said smelling a womanly scent all around him. "I'm on her body."

***

Bethany unaware of her little passenger continued her show to the little people below. She was becoming wet as she pictured the little Lilliputians staring at her. Streams of cum fell down her legs, which became wobbly.

Drops Of cum fell down into the city, flooding streets and drowning Lilliputians, houses and streets were washed away.

Bethany lost in ecstasy began to feel a small tickle all throughout her asshole. She opened her eyes and looked towards her backside.

"What's going on back their?" she asked as she stood up straight. "Huh?" Bethany looked down at black smoke appeared all around her belly, her legs, and arms.

"I'm being attacked." Bethany said with surprise. She couldn't feel anything. Her nerves couldn't register even one of the little peoples attacks. "I take it that you little guys didn't like my show." She asked smiling down at the little gnats.

"A word of caution... if you guys are going to attack my ass so heavily l might just let a little one go." Bethany said once again bending down, sticking her butt high in the air.

***

The boys flying high in the Air Force didn't know what to expect when they got their orders to bring down the Brobdingnagian Woman threatening their lands. When they finally arrived on the scene they couldn't believe what they were seeing, a twerking Brobdingnagian hottie. So many of them became hard just from seeing it and yet there was still a mission to complete.

Her twerking ass seemed like a meteor that controlled the skies themselves. They wind and clouds roared as her ass rose up, gravity took effect as her ass plummeted down.

["Everyone scatter!"] One of the pilots yelled as her ass dropped.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Three aircrafts crashed against giants flesh.

The giant soon became aware of their presence, and it soon became clear that none of their attacks were doing anything to her.

"A WORD OF CAUTION..." Her voice boomed knocking many keys out of the sky. "IF YOU GUYS ARE GOING TO ATTACK MY ASS SO HEAVILY I JUST MIGHT LET A LITTLE ONE GO!!!!"

The air rumbled as the giant bent down, her ass in the air, her face in between her legs, her eyes focused on the little gnats flying towards her.

She closed her eyes as her anus puffed outward l, becoming bigger and bigger through the fabric of her panties.

["Oh my god. Everyone fly away, FLY AWAY!"] The solders knew what was coming, but it was already to late.

"GHHAAH!" The giant let loose a small and yet loud grunt as a burst of tank air exploded outward from her ass. The small jets and the pilots that occupied them were turn to nothing as a massive wave of power and force slammed into them. The air became yellow, filled with a poisoned gas that spread all around the area.

The people down below ran inside trying to escape the gas, they locked the window, closed their doors and yet all was for not.

Some even resorted to tanks of fresh air, putting on air masks, and yet this only prolonged their suffering. The once grey sky had turned a sudden shade of yellow, all from a girls fart.

"Oh my, you little guys really know how to irritate a girls ass, I hope theirs a few of you left.

Abbie settled into the plush leather seat of the sleek black luxury car, flanked by two impeccably dressed men whose black suits exuded an air of mystery. Nervously, she twirled her fingers, her heart racing with a mix of excitement and trepidation.

The day had been an exhilarating whirlwind. Just hours ago, she had stood amidst her classmates at the school assembly, heart pounding as she participated in the prestigious Brobdingnagian Lottery. Now, with a swift detour to bid a tearful farewell to her family, she found herself en route to the fabled Brobdingnagian lands – a realm inhabited by giants that loomed large in her imagination.

As Abbie’s thoughts drifted, the weight of her impending transformation into a Brob settled upon her. She envisioned herself towering over landscapes and cities, her once-normal world now seen from a Brobdingnagian perspective. A pang of guilt cut through her excitement as she thought of Kara, her dear friend.

FLASHBACK

Abbie and Kara stood outside the PAC Building, a world away from the festivities of their peers.

“Abbie how could you do this?!” Kara’s angry voice reverberated, accusing Abbie of something hurtful.

Tears welled in Abbie’s eyes as she looked at her friend, her voice heavy with sorrow. “Kara, I’m so sorry, I never meant to…”

“You wanted to steal my dream!” Kara’s interruption was sharp, her frustration palpable.

“No, that’s not what I was trying to do…”

In the tension-filled moment, a swift slap cut off Abbie’s words. She recoiled, her cheek stinging from the impact. As the surprise faded, she gazed at Kara, realizing that words were futile.

Abbie watched helplessly as her closest companion walked away, leaving her behind without a second glance. The weight of unspoken apologies hung in the air, and Abbie’s whispered apology fell upon the winds, unheard.

“Kara, I’m sorry…” Her voice barely carried above a hushed murmur, a quiet lament for a friendship that had been fractured.

FLASHBACK END

“Ms. Road, we are here,” a calm voice broke through Abbie’s thoughts, prompting her to realize that she was the only remaining occupant of the car.

Jolted from her reverie, she looked around and saw one of the men in black suits holding the car door open, patiently awaiting her exit.

“Oh, sorry,” Abbie exclaimed, hastening to exit the vehicle.

“No problem at all, Ms. Road,” the man replied with a nod.

As Abbie stepped out of the car, she took in her surroundings. A vast expanse of open grassland stretched out before her, seeming to extend infinitely into the distance. Her gaze trailed along the horizon, revealing towering walls adorned with watchful guards holding guns – a formidable sight that sent shivers down her spine.

Turning away from the walls, her attention was captured by a majestic building that soared high into the sky. In the forefront of the structure, the flag of Lilliput fluttered proudly.

A sense of reverence washed over Abbie as she understood the significance of this place. It was clear that she had arrived at a location of immense importance.

“Please follow us, Ms. Road,” one of the men spoke, holding the door open for Abbie, gesturing towards the entrance.

Curiosity tinged with confusion filled Abbie’s voice as she asked, “What is this place?”

One of the men regarded her with a knowing smirk. “Tell me, Ms. Cook, what do you know about inter-dimensional travel?”

Abbie shook her head thoughtfully. “Not much. I’ve heard it requires a significant amount of energy and certain qualifications to undertake. That’s about all I know.”

The man nodded approvingly. “You’re right. Now, as you’re aware, the lands of Brobdingnag and the Gulliverians inhabit a distinct plane from ours. To access the realm of giants, one must pass through a dimensional gate.”

“Dimensional gate?” Abbie’s interest grew.

“Yes, these gates are called ‘Astralscapes,’” the man introduced, “and the particular gate you’re about to enter is linked to the foremost Genetic Research facility in Brobdinag. It’s there that you’ll undergo the size transformation.”

Abbie’s mind raced with possibilities as she absorbed the information. The Astralscape gate held the key to her metamorphosis, leading her into a realm where she would become part of a larger world, both figuratively and literally.

As Abbie, accompanied by her fellow participants, walked through the sprawling facility, she observed a world of strange machinery and laboratories. Closed doors lined the corridors, alongside offices filled with chairs and lengthy tables, the atmosphere buzzing with anticipation.

After a brief journey, she found herself facing an archway constructed from intricate technology and intricate wiring. Positioned between two men, Abbie was surrounded by a group of white-coated scientists stationed at two separate consoles.

“We are ready to launch in three,” one of the lab-coated men announced, initiating the countdown.

Abbie’s heart raced as the dimly lit room transformed into a dazzling spectacle of light. The archway pulsed with an emerald green energy, shaping a path into the unknown, its destination veiled by the brilliance.

Stunned by the sight, Abbie hesitated momentarily before regaining her composure. “Ms. Road, you may step through when you’re ready,” one of the men instructed.

Shaking off her surprise, Abbie mustered her courage. “Right, okay,” she murmured, her voice uncertain. With determination, she took her first step, then another, each subsequent step feeling less daunting.

As she neared the portal, the vibrant energy enveloped her body, sending tingling sensations that energized her spirit. She closed her eyes, moving forward with unwavering resolve. The electrifying embrace of the energy slowly dissipated, and when she opened her eyes, she found herself in a new reality. The world around her had transformed.

Abbie’s scream pierced the air as she confronted an immense, foreign black structure that loomed impossibly tall, stretching for miles into the sky. 

A hint of brown intertwined with the massive object caught her eye, but the urge to flee clashed with her lack of physical strength.

“Ms. Woods, do you hear me? We have arrived,” a voice broke through, drawing her gaze to the two men in black suits who had journeyed with her through the portal. Unfazed, they observed the colossal object with an air of familiarity.

Beneath her feet, the ground quivered and shook, pulling Abbie’s attention back to the enormous entity that appeared to be moving. Its motion sent reverberations through the earth itself.

“Is that an eye?” Abbie’s voice wavered, her fear palpable.

In a surreal twist, the colossal object began to shift, revealing a monumental visage that could dwarf a thousand, no, a million skyscrapers combined. Abbie’s breath caught in her throat as she stared up at a figure so enormous it could rival the largest mountain ranges on Earth.

This was the realm of the Brobs.

Abbie’s body trembled uncontrollably as she gazed up at the vast, obsidian expanse that consumed her vision. Her legs quivered, and her heart raced relentlessly. She yearned to flee, but her own limbs refused to heed her command, for deep within, she recognized that she was confronting a colossal, abyssal pupil belonging to an even more titanic entity.

“Ms. Woods, I repeat, do you hear me?” The man on Abbie’s right reiterated, speaking into a miniature microphone snugly secured around his ears and poised near his mouth.

“YES, YES, I HEAR YOU!” A deafening voice reverberated from all directions, sending Abbie to her knees, her hands clutching her ears in agony. It felt as if her head might burst at any moment.

The man to her left swiftly knelt beside her, his hand resting on Abbie’s back, his black sunglasses concealing a worried expression.

“Damn it, Woods, don’t shout so loudly when you’re this close!” the man on the right chastised through his microphone.

Abbie slowly lifted her head, peering ahead. She witnessed the colossal iris retreating at a breathtaking pace, creating a rush of wind that tousled her hair and stung her face. What had once been a mere iris had now transformed into a gargantuan countenance miles and miles away.

“SORRY, I KEEP FORGETTING HOW DELICATE YOUR LITTLE EARS ARE,” the Brob acknowledged in a quieter tone, though still deafening to Abbie’s ears.

Abbie remained fixated on the colossal figure standing in the distance, a woman so immense that her massive arms could easily reach her, despite the great expanse separating them.

As Abbie continued to gaze into the Brob’s face, she began to discern more details about the woman. Despite her extraordinary size, she was undeniably beautiful, with short, light brown hair and earnest brown eyes. Abbie also couldn’t help but notice the bags under the woman’s eyes, the acne scars on her face, and the unmistakable scent of nicotine on her breath when the giant spoke. It left her pondering whether these imperfections became more apparent due to the person’s immense size or if Abbie would have noticed them regardless.

“DANG, I SWEAR I CAN HARDLY SEE YOU,” Ms. Woods remarked from a distance, squinting her eyes as she peered at them.

“THREE SPECKS,” she added, her tone carrying a hint of unfriendliness. “SO, I ASSUME THE ONE NOT DRESSED IN BLACK IS OUR LUCKY WINNER,” the Brob stated with an air of indifference, as though the entire situation bored her.

Abbie felt a jolt of surprise as she realized the Brob was referring to her.

“This is Abbie Road, and as you’ve already deduced, she is the winner of the Brobdingnagian lottery,” one of the men explained.

“YAY FOR HER!” Ms. Woods responded with minimal enthusiasm.

The ground beneath Abbie’s feet began to tremble as Ms. Woods ascended to her full height. Abbie watched in awe as the giant’s face soared upwards, replaced by enormous, jiggling breasts barely contained by a purple button-down top. As Ms. Woods continued to rise, the purple fabric gave way to a black gown. Abbie’s heightened senses allowed her to discern every thread of the Brob’s clothing, and upon closer inspection, she even saw the giant’s pale white flesh beneath the garments themselves.

“Shit,” Abbie muttered, overwhelmed by the surreal experience unfolding before her.

Abbie stared up at the colossal figures that loomed over her, their shadows casting a blanket of darkness over the entire area. Ms. Woods’ face remained obscured, hidden beneath a curtain of cascading brown hair, making it impossible for Abbie to discern her expression.

“GET READY!” Ms. Woods announced as her colossal hand slowly descended. Abbie could feel the rush of wind as the giant appendage moved closer to the platform where they stood.

“WALK ONTO MY HAND!” Ms. Woods instructed from above.

Abbie hesitated for a moment, her gaze fixed on the distant, flesh-colored platform. The man beside her urged, “Ms. Road, shall we be on our way?” gesturing towards the awaiting palm.

Abbie nodded in response and followed the two men. As she walked, she couldn’t help but take in her colossal surroundings. Everything appeared vast and unfamiliar. Glancing back, she saw the same mechanical gates through which she had entered this otherworldly realm.

In a matter of moments, they reached the edge, where a wide, nail-like platform awaited them.

“WALK ONTO MY NAIL!” Ms. Woods commanded from above.

The two men jumped onto the nail below, and Abbie followed suit, leaping onto the platform.

“HOLD ON!” the Brob’s voice echoed from above

As Abbie, along with the two men, began their ascent, she felt the pressure intensify, causing her to bend her knees slightly. It was like being on a rapid elevator, rising higher and higher into the sky. The sensation of ascent was dizzying, and Abbie clung to her companions for stability.

Eventually, the relentless upward journey came to a halt, and Abbie was able to stand up straight again. She surveyed the panoramic view before her, spotting the expansive glass platform that stretched out below. This vast platform easily dwarfed the size of two football fields, and at its center, the mechanical archway appeared as nothing more than a tiny speck from their great height.

“Ms. Roads, you should stay low,” one of the men advised from behind.

Abbie nodded in agreement, comprehending the necessity of maintaining a low posture while perched atop the colossal nail, as they moved further from the distant platform below.

As the Brob moved through her surroundings, everything around Abbie became a blur. She observed Ms. Woods walking through the massive door, down a wide hallway, passing other Brobdingnagians along the way.

Up ahead, Abbie spotted an even larger closed door, unlike any she had seen before. Ms. Woods approached it and swung it open to reveal an even larger room filled with a dozen Brobdingnagian scientists and a dozen more computers.

“What’s that?” Abbie whispered, her attention drawn to the center of the room, where two enormous ray-like guns stood, both aimed at a small pedestal.

“That is the tech that will change you into one of those bastards,” one of the men replied from behind, adjusting his glasses.

Abbie turned to look at the man, her curiosity piqued. “You don’t like Brobs, do you?” she asked.

The man regarded Abbie with a serious expression. “No, I don’t,” he stated, a faint smirk on his face. “How can I, when most of these bastards think of themselves as gods?” He glanced upward, attempting to catch a glimpse of the Brob carrying them. “Even this one is no different in the end.”

Abbie was taken aback by the intensity of the man’s words. His hatred for Brobs ran deep, and she couldn’t help but wonder why.

“I’ve seen cities laid waste by these monsters,” he continued, his voice filled with bitterness. “Families separated, friends killed. I don’t know why anyone would want to become one of these things.”

Abbie was left breathless by his words, reflecting on the tragic events of 1997 that she had seen in documentaries. She questioned whether becoming a Brob was truly worth it.

“Do me a favor,” the other man, who was sitting cross-legged, interjected.

Abbie turned her attention to him.

“Don’t change,” he implored. “Don’t forget where you come from. Please, I beg of you.” His earnest plea hung in the air, leaving Abbie to contemplate her path and the consequences of her choices.

Abbie’s body trembled uncontrollably as she gazed up at the vast, obsidian expanse that consumed her vision. Her legs quivered, and her heart raced relentlessly. She yearned to flee, but her own limbs refused to heed her command, for deep within, she recognized that she was confronting a colossal, abyssal pupil belonging to an even more titanic entity.

“Ms. Woods, I repeat, do you hear me?” The man on Abbie’s right reiterated, speaking into a miniature microphone snugly secured around his ears and poised near his mouth.

“YES, YES, I HEAR YOU!” A deafening voice reverberated from all directions, sending Abbie to her knees, her hands clutching her ears in agony. It felt as if her head might burst at any moment.

The man to her left swiftly knelt beside her, his hand resting on Abbie’s back, his black sunglasses concealing a worried expression.

“Damn it, Woods, don’t shout so loudly when you’re this close!” the man on the right chastised through his microphone.

Abbie slowly lifted her head, peering ahead. She witnessed the colossal iris retreating at a breathtaking pace, creating a rush of wind that tousled her hair and stung her face. What had once been a mere iris had now transformed into a gargantuan countenance miles and miles away.

“SORRY, I KEEP FORGETTING HOW DELICATE YOUR LITTLE EARS ARE,” the Brob acknowledged in a quieter tone, though still deafening to Abbie’s ears.

Abbie remained fixated on the colossal figure standing in the distance, a woman so immense that her massive arms could easily reach her, despite the great expanse separating them.

As Abbie continued to gaze into the Brob’s face, she began to discern more details about the woman. Despite her extraordinary size, she was undeniably beautiful, with short, light brown hair and earnest brown eyes. Abbie also couldn’t help but notice the bags under the woman’s eyes, the acne scars on her face, and the unmistakable scent of nicotine on her breath when the giant spoke. It left her pondering whether these imperfections became more apparent due to the person’s immense size or if Abbie would have noticed them regardless.

“DANG, I SWEAR I CAN HARDLY SEE YOU,” Ms. Woods remarked from a distance, squinting her eyes as she peered at them.

“THREE SPECKS,” she added, her tone carrying a hint of unfriendliness. “SO, I ASSUME THE ONE NOT DRESSED IN BLACK IS OUR LUCKY WINNER,” the Brob stated with an air of indifference, as though the entire situation bored her.

Abbie felt a jolt of surprise as she realized the Brob was referring to her.

“This is Abbie Road, and as you’ve already deduced, she is the winner of the Brobdingnagian lottery,” one of the men explained.

“YAY FOR HER!” Ms. Woods responded with minimal enthusiasm.

The ground beneath Abbie’s feet began to tremble as Ms. Woods ascended to her full height. Abbie watched in awe as the giant’s face soared upwards, replaced by enormous, jiggling breasts barely contained by a purple button-down top. As Ms. Woods continued to rise, the purple fabric gave way to a black gown. Abbie’s heightened senses allowed her to discern every thread of the Brob’s clothing, and upon closer inspection, she even saw the giant’s pale white flesh beneath the garments themselves.

“Shit,” Abbie muttered, overwhelmed by the surreal experience unfolding before her.

Abbie stared up at the colossal figures that loomed over her, their shadows casting a blanket of darkness over the entire area. Ms. Woods’ face remained obscured, hidden beneath a curtain of cascading brown hair, making it impossible for Abbie to discern her expression.

“GET READY!” Ms. Woods announced as her colossal hand slowly descended. Abbie could feel the rush of wind as the giant appendage moved closer to the platform where they stood.

“WALK ONTO MY HAND!” Ms. Woods instructed from above.

Abbie hesitated for a moment, her gaze fixed on the distant, flesh-colored platform. The man beside her urged, “Ms. Road, shall we be on our way?” gesturing towards the awaiting palm.

Abbie nodded in response and followed the two men. As she walked, she couldn’t help but take in her colossal surroundings. Everything appeared vast and unfamiliar. Glancing back, she saw the same mechanical gates through which she had entered this otherworldly realm.

In a matter of moments, they reached the edge, where a wide, nail-like platform awaited them.

“WALK ONTO MY NAIL!” Ms. Woods commanded from above.

The two men jumped onto the nail below, and Abbie followed suit, leaping onto the platform.

“HOLD ON!” the Brob’s voice echoed from above

As Abbie, along with the two men, began their ascent, she felt the pressure intensify, causing her to bend her knees slightly. It was like being on a rapid elevator, rising higher and higher into the sky. The sensation of ascent was dizzying, and Abbie clung to her companions for stability.

Eventually, the relentless upward journey came to a halt, and Abbie was able to stand up straight again. She surveyed the panoramic view before her, spotting the expansive glass platform that stretched out below. This vast platform easily dwarfed the size of two football fields, and at its center, the mechanical archway appeared as nothing more than a tiny speck from their great height.

“Ms. Roads, you should stay low,” one of the men advised from behind.

Abbie nodded in agreement, comprehending the necessity of maintaining a low posture while perched atop the colossal nail, as they moved further from the distant platform below.

As the Brob moved through her surroundings, everything around Abbie became a blur. She observed Ms. Woods walking through the massive door, down a wide hallway, passing other Brobdingnagians along the way.

Up ahead, Abbie spotted an even larger closed door, unlike any she had seen before. Ms. Woods approached it and swung it open to reveal an even larger room filled with a dozen Brobdingnagian scientists and a dozen more computers.

“What’s that?” Abbie whispered, her attention drawn to the center of the room, where two enormous ray-like guns stood, both aimed at a small pedestal.

“That is the tech that will change you into one of those bastards,” one of the men replied from behind, adjusting his glasses.

Abbie turned to look at the man, her curiosity piqued. “You don’t like Brobs, do you?” she asked.

The man regarded Abbie with a serious expression. “No, I don’t,” he stated, a faint smirk on his face. “How can I, when most of these bastards think of themselves as gods?” He glanced upward, attempting to catch a glimpse of the Brob carrying them. “Even this one is no different in the end.”

Abbie was taken aback by the intensity of the man’s words. His hatred for Brobs ran deep, and she couldn’t help but wonder why.

“I’ve seen cities laid waste by these monsters,” he continued, his voice filled with bitterness. “Families separated, friends killed. I don’t know why anyone would want to become one of these things.”

Abbie was left breathless by his words, reflecting on the tragic events of 1997 that she had seen in documentaries. She questioned whether becoming a Brob was truly worth it.

“Do me a favor,” the other man, who was sitting cross-legged, interjected.

Abbie turned her attention to him.

“Don’t change,” he implored. “Don’t forget where you come from. Please, I beg of you.” His earnest plea hung in the air, leaving Abbie to contemplate her path and the consequences of her choices.