Giantess World
Author's Chapter Notes:
This was a suggested scenario that I really liked. If you want to suggest a scenario I'll consider it and if I like it/think it would be good to write about I will. I wanted to write this a lot but I kept getting the urge to watch Ned's Declassified for some reason so I had to. :/
Jenna awoke surrounded by soft, tannish fibers that were as tall as her. She looked up and the sky was a beige color, and a huge lamp hung from it. Then it hit her: she was in someone's home. She pushed her way through the fibers that must've belonged to a carpet. To her right was an enormous gray couch that was situated towards the center of the room. Behind the couch was some more stuff that she couldn't see. To her left was a large table or cabinet of sorts that held a TV on top as well as a table in the center of the room. The middle of the cabinet was empty, so there was only the top part where the TV rested and the bottom part. Jenna looked around some more and saw no one. She was alone.
Not for long, though. A beep went off after a few minutes, followed immediately by the sound of a door opening. Jenna couldn't see said door, but she heard it close soon after it opened. The sound of footsteps filled the air as they padded against the wooden floor. They got louder and deeper as they came closer until a pair of black boots stepped around a corner, revealing their owner.
A colossal brunette woman towered over Jenna. She was dressed in a police officer's garb, with the dark blue top struggling to contain her breasts and the fishnet stockings revealing her tanned legs. Her boots went all be way up to her knees. And, of course, she had the signature cap on her head. Her brown hair flowed gracefully down to the small of her back. Her full lips were covered in red lipstick. Her face was gorgeous, with brown eyes, a nice nose and perfect features. She looked more like a woman who'd dressed up as a cop for Halloween rather than an actual one.
"Oh, I almost forgot!" Shouted the woman who'd put her here in the first place. "Your goal: stay alive for the whole day! Haha!"
Oh, boy. That didn't sound good. Stay alive? She'd do that anyway, whether it was her task or it, but what was that the only thing assigned for her to do?
The giant woman next to Jenna stomped over to the gray couch and plopped down.
"Okay, where are you?" She boomed. She had a British accent, so it was slightly difficult to understand her. "I'm not in the mood right now. Come out now."
Jenna moved her way through the carpet fibers towards the woman. She figured that if she was going to stay alive, it was best for her to follow her commands.
"Damn, you're so small I can barely see you," she muttered. "I like you that way, though. Where are you?"
She looked down at her boots and saw Jenna standing by them, barely taller than the fibers of her carpet.
"Aha," she laughed. "There you are..."
Jenna felt uneasy as the woman leaned over. The woman lowered one hand and scooped Jenna up into it before raising it back up to her face. Jenna looked down at the slender fingers and black nail polish that imprisoned her.
"I had such a long day. I had to pull over so many idiots on the road today and I got so many calls from the station. 'Janine, we got a call that stated someone's driving erratically down the highway. Would you please go check it out?'" She said to Jenna, mocking her fellow officers. "I had to walk back and forth between my car and theirs, over and over and over. And my feet are killing me. You know what that means."
Unfortunately, Jenna did know what it meant. Although it was arguably more dangerous, Jenna liked it better when the giant women didn't know she was around. The woman known as Janine lowered Jenna to the floor by her boots before she began to take them off. She undid the laces and pulled them off gracefully, revealing her bare feet that were just as perfect as the rest of her. It appeared as though Janine hadn't been wearing any socks all day, and Jenna was not looking forward to her task. Janine took off her other boot before setting both her feet down with a resounding thud.
"Get to work, little slave," Janine barked, and Jenna did as she was told, not wanting to anger her. Janine rested her feet on the heels, her soles rising high up into the sky at an imposing height. Her soles alone seemed monstrous, but they were small in comparison to all of Janine. Jenna walked toward the huge feet but didn't immediately begin her rubbing. She examined Janine's feet, scanning all the details of them, like the wrinkles of her soles and the little imperfections.
"Why aren't you working? I told you to start rubbing!" Janine shouted, hurting Jenna's ears. "Maybe you don't understand how this relationship works. I tell you to do something, you do it. Got it? Punishments are doled out as necessary, and I can easily replace you as I see fit. And right now, someone who knows how to follow orders is looking a lot better."
Janine scowled in Jenna's direction, sending waves of fear throughout the latter. Jenna was terrified at Janine's words and instantly scrambled over to her feet. She threw her tiny hands on to the massive heels, as they were all she could reach. She forcefully rubbed her hands into Janine's feet. The flesh felt peculiar under her hands and a bit rough. That part wasn't too bad, but the smell was a whole 'nother thing. She must have been true to her word when she said she'd been walking in them all day. They were musky and her feet were a bit sweaty. There was the faintest scent of lotion, but it likely had been applied hours ago.
"You can't even do this right!" Janine booked, clearly discontent. Jenna quivered with fear, frightened at the thought that the woman who could easily crush her wasn't happy with her. "Remember how I said punishments were sometimes necessary? Well, I think now is a perfect time. I'd move over if I were you."
Janine smiled evilly down at Jenna before rising to her feet. Jenna listened to her advice and moved away from the feet before the slammed down on the very position she had just been in. Janine proceeded to stomp out of the room, shaking the earth with each step. After a few brief moments, she returned with what looked like a taser in her hand.
"Aha, remember this?" She asked Jenna, smiling again. "This is how you got this way for talking back to me after speeding last week. It never runs out of energy or power, so if you thought this was the worst of it you'd be dead wrong."
Jenna looked up with a puzzled expression. How long has she been here? Were these scenarios devised with previous events already occurring? It looked like it. And then there were her last words,
about this not being the worst of it. What did she mean? Jenna soon found out, as Janine pointed the taser like weapon at her and fired it. A greenish beam shot out of it before Jenna began to feel dizzy. She blacked out for a short moment before regaining her senses.
A deep, booming laughter filled the air. It must've been Janine. Jenna grabbed her head and stood up but was puzzled at her surroundings. There were tall gray structures that seemed to stretch hundreds of feet up, like redwood trees. Then it dawned on her, and Jenna felt sick to her stomach. Janine had shrunk her even more. She was beginning to understand why her only goal was to survive.
An earth splitting boom sounded out barely before a tremendous boom knocked Jenna to the earth. Laughter again.
"Why, hello down there!" Janine thundered, her voice's volume increased by tenfold. "You thought you were small before? Ha! You're so small now the carpet fibers must be like mini skyscrapers to you! And don't even think about running away. You might think I can't see you anymore, since you're so itty bitty, but I most definitely can. And you can go even smaller than this. Much smaller. So don't even try me. Now..."
Jenna looked up as a large shadow overtook her. Fingers that were once only twice as long as her now descended from the sky, this time hundreds of times taller. Janine's thumb and forefinger grabbed Jenna and lifted her in the air. Jenna was swished between the enormous digits. Janine's thumb was around the size of a football field to her, and the woman in her entirety was akin to a mountain. She was truly massive, and Jenna shuddered at the thought of being even smaller with this sadistic woman.
Janine raised Jenna up to eye level. Jenna stared at her brown eyes, surrounded by mascara and plenty of other makeup. She still had her police cap on.
"Now, though I have little faith in you, I'll give you one last shot to give me a good massage. If you screw this up, well..." Janine trailed off. "You're much too small now to do anything in the carpet, so I guess I'll have to bring you over to the table."
Janine walked over to the table in the center of the living room before setting Jenna down at a ridiculous speed. She then sat down on the couch and plopped her feet up with two earthshaking booms, again knocking Jenna to the ground.
"I can't get over how tiny you are," Janine said in a condescending tone. "You're less than a little slave now. You'll never be able to reach any parts of my feet! Boy, this sure does complicate things."
Janine had had her feet in the same position as before, but now she changed them so that her soles were facing down and her toes faced Jenna. Her toes were painted black like her fingernails and they flexed a little in anticipation, sending slight tremors thoughout the table.
"I really don't know why you're waiting," Janine said, her tone as serious as ever.
Jenna ran over to Janine's toes, which took her about a minute. She was out of breath when she reached the toes that stood at a good few hundred feet tall and leaned against her big one while she regained her breath. She then began to rub even more diligently than before, now that she knew the full extent of Janine's power. The smell of her feet, like everything else, had increased drastically. The musky smell was as powerful as ever, and its bad qualities were accentuated at her new size. The smell threatened to overwhelm her and Jenna found herself feeling a little lightheaded.
Janine moved her head around so she could get a better look at her toes and the minuscule massager down by them. Her long brown hair flowed freely down.
"Even though you're doing a pitiful job, I can see you're trying fairly hard," she said, her voice void of emotion. She was good at hiding what she was truly feeling, though she was easily able to show what she meant whenever she wanted to. "Now... lick them."
Jenna stopped for a moment, appalled by the thought of licking her toes. She had already licked a woman's feet before, but those feet weren't as large, sweaty or smelly as Janine's. Then again, that woman wasn't threatening to end her life (not deliberately, at least).
Janine sensed the hesitation and raised the gun.
"Don't think I won't use it," she said playfully, clearly enjoying her power over the defenseless woman. "Lick them. I'm watching."
Janine was true to her word and moved her titanic head closer to her feet so she could get a better look at Jenna. Jenna felt so puny under her gaze and slowly began to walk toward her toe. The putrid odor emanating from her feet seemed even worse now. Jenna felt Janine's eyes focused on her and watching her every action.
Jenna saw a few beads of sweat on her big toe. Luckily, they weren't by the ground where Jenna would be licking.
"Lick."
Jenna put her hands on Janine's hot toe. She reluctantly opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out. She hesitated for a split second, then remembered how angry Janine would be at that and licked her toe.
Jenna had thought that the last woman's foot had been salty. This was way, way worse. Like before, a salty taste flooded her taste buds, as did some sweat from her toes. It was an awful taste. She immediately recoiled back and tried to wipe the taste off her tongue. She turned and saw Janine's unhappy face looking back.
"What? My feet don't taste good?" Janine inquired aggressively? "Some men would kill to be in your position! This is a blessing, being able to lick my feet. And that's how you react?"
Jenna sensed what was coming next. As much as she hated it, she began the licking again. It didn't get any better. Salt water entered her mouth and she even tasted a bit of flaky skin and possibly some dirt.
"That's better. That's how you should treat me," Janine cooed. She threw back her head and removed her cap. She seemed to be enjoying this, which was good for Jenna.
"Hey, it's Alice here! Oh, whoops," the experimenter said. "Well, now you know my name. Haha! Anyway, you're doing good. Just another... 20 hours! Good luck!"
20 hours? How was she to get by for that long. She had survived for four hours already, but it hasn't felt that long. Maybe it wouldn't be as long as she thought.
"That's enough for now. I'm hungry," Janine boomed. "You stay here while I get something to eat. Not like you could go very far anywhere, anyway."
With that Janine removed her colossal feet from the table and thundered off out of the room and into the kitchen. As Jenna watched her walk away she noticed a clock in the hall. It was a bit hard to make out but it seemed to read 8:00. So she had to make it till 4 tomorrow. Hopefully Janine would have to go to work tomorrow, but knowing her luck that wouldn't happen. Jenna sat down and pondered her actions for the future. All she had to do was follow Janine's commands until she went to bed and then she'd have nearly 8 hours down. Easier said than done. Who knows what Janine would have her do?
Jenna could hear Janine rustling about in the kitchen, slamming plates down and the microwave beeping. Jenna heard Janine sit down and begin eating whatever she had prepared. After a few moments Jenna heard the familiar sound of footsteps growing louder by the second before the titanic Janine came into view. She sat down on the couch with a huge thud and removed most of her clothing so that all she was left wearing was a beige bra and panties. She tossed her police uniform aside and leaned over Jenna, resting her head in her hands and propping her elbows up.
"Well, well," she said, smiling, "it's only 8:30 and I don't have work tomorrow. So we have plenty of time to do whatever. Plenty of time for you to worship me and avoid getting squashed. Hehe."
Jenna was never sure what Janine really meant. Sometimes it seemed like she didn't want to crush her, other times she seemed on the border of shrinking her so small down before stomping her to a pulp. And, of course, her strategy never changed, no matter how she seemed to be acting: do what she said.
Janine took her index finger of her left hand and started poking Jenna with it. Jenna fell from the force while Janine giggled at the scene. Jenna saw herself in the reflection off of Janine's black nails. She looked scared and fragile, and she likely was.
"You know, I'd like to test something..." Janine said ominously. Jenna was fearful at her words but she became even more so when Janjne pulled out the taser again. Instinctively Jenna began to run away from Janine.
"Oh, ho ho, you're running now? Did I ever say to do that?" Janine said somewhat angrily. "Now I won't feel as bad for pulling the trigger, since you're disobeying me again!"
Janine slammed her fist down on the table, instantly sending Jenna to her feet. Janine laughed loudly, relishing her power. She moved her hands toward Jenna and began to closer her fingers when Jenna decided to rebel and punched them. Instantly Janine's fingers stopped. She'd felt her tiny hands, but they were only a minor annoyance. Jenna turned to see her face and saw that she was yet again smiling that unsettling smile.
"I was just going to see what you'd be like for a second, and then I'd change you back," she explained, articulating each syllable. "But now..." She slammed her hand down on the table again. "...I won't!"
Janine aimed the taser at Jenna while the latter looked back in fear. She was mentally smacking herself. Why, oh why had she done that? She's literally just told herself to do what Janine, and here she was not only disobeying but attacking her in hopes of who knows what? And now she was paying the price, again. The next 20 hours would be hell if she kept going like this.
The familiar sensation washed over her before she blacked out momentarily, another thing which was becoming commonplace for her. She awoke a few moments later to the sound of a very loud drumming noise that kept being repeated. She stood up and looked about to see Janine's enormous fingers tapping the table. She was huge now. Suddenly Janine's utterly gigantic feet slammed down on the table, followed by two incredibly loud booms. Her toes scrunched up, revealing her black polish again.
At her previous size, Janine had been like a mountain to Jenna. Now, her toes were the mountains. Jenna was beyond small now. She wouldn't be surprised if she was legitimately microscopic now, though that may have been stretching it a bit.
"Remember your good old friends?" Janine boomed before laughing thunderously. "They called and said they wanted another massage. They want to feel what you're like now that you're so small."
Jenna couldn't get over how utterly, incomprehensibly massive Janine was. Her toes must have been miles tall, making the women at the beach seem like ants. It was truly mind blowing and truly terrifying. Janine's toes wiggled a bit, sending powerful shockwaves throughout the table that knocked Jenna off her feet. Booming laughter filled the air after she fell. Somehow, Janine could still see her.
"Get to work," Janine bellowed. "Start rubbing those perfect toes in front of you, worm. No, you're less than that. A worm would probably be skyscraper sized to you! Haha! You're insignificant. Nothing. I don't even know why I'm still keeping you around. You can't do a good job at anything and you're so small that you almost serve me no use. Everyone before you I've just stomped when they outlived their usefulness. You, well, you're a bit different. You're already so small, maybe I'll just see how small you can get. My toes are mountains to you right now. I could make you so small the cells in my toes are mountains to you, meaning my toes alone would be planetary compared to you! Piss me off again and that won't be so far fetched..."
Normally Jenna would be scared out of her mind, but she was starting to become used to it by now. The thought of Janine's toes being planets did alarm her, but no matter what she did it seemed like further punishment was unavoidable. Jenna strolled over to Janine's toes, which took her a good 10 minutes alone. When she arrived it was literally impossible for her to do any work. The tiny little space under the toe where it doesn't quite meet the ground was hundreds of feet to her, so she had to go hundreds of feet under her toe to be able to touch anything. And even then, Janine would probably barely feel anything. She'd be in an extremely dangerous position as well.
Jenna did her best to do anything that might please Janine for a few minutes when her thunderous voice filled the air.
"Move from under my toe. Now."
Jenna needed no further incentive and ran from beneath the massive digit into the open. Janine's colossal brown eyes looked down at her toe and the minuscule woman that came from beneath it.
"I'm going to bed now, which means you are, too," she explained, her voice incredibly loud. She proceeded to scoop Jenna up onto her fingertip, which was now the size of many football stadiums. Janine stomped into her bedroom at blistering speeds and set Jenna down on her night stand, next to a large lamp and a few papers. Janine then fell into her bed and turned off the lights, leaving Jenna in complete darkness. Hopefully the night would shave off about 8 hours from this nightmare and she'd have that much less tomorrow.