Amanda Smith was just finishing her long shift, her hands smelled of ham and cheese, and her blond hair was matted against her thin face. Cold winter darkness awaited her outside of the grocery store, a small mom and pop's called Dido's. It was the deadest part of the night and she had just finished cleaning all of the slicers and scales, and she was about to sweep the floor.

She was a petite girl, standing only around five foot two, her hair hanging down past her shoulders and her youthful face bright most of the time, except for tonight, tired, and alone, simply wanting to finish her work so she could go home, she begins her last task.

Grabbing her coat and bag she walks down towards the cash registers where a small red time clock sits on the wall. She punches her numbers in and the clock responds by beeping and flashing a small green L.E.D. She then turns and walks towards the exit, taking her keys out of her purse.

"Bye Jim" she says sweetly to the last remaining cashier, a middle aged balding man.

"Night Amanda" he responds, looking up from his magazine as she walks by. The lights dimming automatically, signaling that the store would be closed within the next hour.

Amanda whipped her long blond hair to the side as she stepped into the frigid parking lot. The winter air penetrating her coat instantly as she walked across the vacant blacktop expanse towards her beat up old Honda four door. She fumbled with her keys as she approached her car, and lifted her head to see a dark silhouette of a woman sitting on her hood. Her long legs crossed, thick black winter boots on her feet.

"Um, excuse me! Can I help you?" Amanda asks the strange woman, a bit annoyed.

"Hi, sweetie, sure you can!" a playful feminine voice responds, as the figure jumps down

off of the hood of the car, standing in front of Amanda, a good seven inches taller. Her face now visible in the orange glow of the parking lot lights.

Amanda stands there confused for a second, until she notices the woman is pointing a gun at her chest.

"Here, take my bag!!" The frightened Amanda squeals as she tosses her bag on the floor, her belongings jingling as the bag hits the asphalt.

"Pick it up, and get in the car!" the strange Caucasian woman demands, a bit more authority in her voice.

Amanda picks up her bag, and goes to walk around towards the driver side door.

"Nah uh! Unlock the this one first!" The strange black haired woman demands, quickly motioning the gun towards the passenger side door.

Amanda begins to sob, as she fidgets with the keys in her hand, they jiggle as her hands shake, but she manages to unlock the passenger side door. The woman pushes the gun into Amanda's back as she opens the door.

"Get in and start the car" she demands.

Amanda not having a choice as she feels something hard pressing into her spine, climbs into the car and scoots over to the driver's seat, the strange woman sitting in the passenger seat and closing the door as the car roars to life. She puts her shaking hands on the wheel and thinks about opening the driver's side door and running, that is until she feels the gun being pressed into her ribs.

"Drive, make a left out of here." the woman demands.

Amanda puts the car in drive and starts to roll towards the exit of the parking lot, stopping at the stop sign as two cars roll by.

"What..what do you want??" Amanda asks frightfully as she makes the left turn and drives down the street, stopping at a red light.

"Shut up! No questions, make a right here!" the woman barks.

Amanda does as she is told and makes a right turn when the light goes green, driving a good ten blocks down the street, stopping at stop signs here and there as the two sit in tense silence.

"Left..." the woman commands as the car approaches another busy intersection.

Amanda turns the car left and drives for another three minutes.

"Pull up here.. get out, and act normal, or I swear I will blow your face off, ok?" The woman barks, her voice taking on a tense, excited tone.

Amanda breathes heavily, tears rolling down her cheeks as she grips the beige wheel tightly, pulling the car towards the curb and putting it into park and turning off the engine. They were on a dead silent side street, everyone's lights were off, save for a few houses that had Christmas lights lit.

Amanda goes to open the driver door.

"Not that way." the woman barks as she opens her door and steps out, waving the gun in a "come hither" motion.

Amanda slides into the passenger side seat and steps out of the car, the woman closing the door and putting her hand on Amanda's shoulder, sticking the gun into the small of her back.

"Walk" she says calmly as she leads amanda up a short driveway, to a dimly lit door on the side of a modest looking ranch.

The woman fumbles with keys and unlocks the door, swinging it open and pushing Amanda inside roughly, her frightened eyes quickly adjusting to an open living room, the furniture coming into focus as she feels a hand pushing against her back. Amanda squints her eyes as the light switch is flipped on, flooding the spartan room with soft yellow light. The frightened girl looks around as the door closes, the sound of multiple locks clinking behind her. There are studio lights, microphones, and cameras everywhere, the equipment lining the walls neatly. Amanda turns back towards the woman, who was taking her boots off, the gun still squarely pointed in her direction.

The woman looks up and Amanda could clearly see her face for the first time, she looked about the same age as the kidnapped girl, her long flowing black hair cascading along her shoulders, her piercing brown eyes and youthful expression mingling to create a stunning visage. Amada looked up into the woman's eyes, her heart pounding in her chest as she waved the gun, motioning Amanda into the center of the room.

"Stand there and strip" the woman demands, her feminine voice taking on a confident authority that Amanda felt immediately obligated to obey.

Amanda stands, sniffling in the middle of the room, and begins to kick off her beat up sneakers, pushing them to the side with her pink socked feet as she quickly unbuckled the belt holding her loose fitting jeans on her slender body. She looks at the women, who is now sitting on the couch in front her, her hungry eyes looking the anxious girl up and down as her jeans pool at her pink feet.

"Mmmmm delicious!" Amanda's captor purrs as she crosses her black sweat pant-clad leg, dangling her clean white sock in the air, twisting it around on her ankle.

"The socks next" The woman demands, pointing the gun down at Amanda's petite feet.

Amanda complies, lifting her left leg and pulling her pink sock from her left foot, and then following suit with her right one. She tosses the socks to the side, and pushes her jeans over towards her discarded shoes with her left foot, resting her perfectly manicured pink painted toenails back into the flat carpet as she lifts her shirt over her head. Amanda stands there, in nothing but a black bra and panties, covering her breasts with her arms as she nervously eyes the woman.

"Did I tell you to stop?? keep going..." The woman barks, though her voice maintains the same sense of confidence.

Amanda sniffles and looks down, slowly rolling her panties down her legs to her ankles, and stepping out of them, She then begins unbuckling her bra. "Why are you doing this?!" She sobs, her voice cracking.

"I'm going to make you a star." The woman says coolly as she watches Amanda toss her black bra to the floor, atop the pile of clothing to the left of her.

The woman simply smiles, aiming the pistol at Amanda and pulling the trigger...

Amanda gasps, closing her eyes as the sound of the trigger clicking fills the room. She expected to feel a bullet rip into her, but to her astonishment, nothing happens. Hot air rustles her hair a bit, a warm breeze howling around her naked body. She slowly opens her eyes, blinking rapidly as she lets out a huge sigh of relief.

Amanda becomes confused at the sight before her eyes, finding herself no longer in the living room, and no longer with the strange woman who kidnapped her. The perplexed girl takes a step forward on the vast beige plane as she twists and turns her head, her eyes drinking in the familiar, yet alien landscape. A huge clanking sound fills Amanda's ears as it echoes behind her into infinity, causing the girl to duck instinctively as she looks straight ahead at two far away white objects, the size of SUV's

"My my my" The woman says seductively having just put the gun down on a small end table, allowing it to drop heavily as she watches the tiny girl timidly step forward, obviously confused.

"You will do just fine little one" An echoing voice swirls around Amanda's head, booming down from the heavens as the white objects come into focus, The tiny girl can see the front of the object lifting up and down lazily, and she instantly recognizes what they are, causing her to gasp and look upwards. She follows the gigantic feet skyward with her eyes as they connect to huge black pillars which curve in the tiny girl's vision, distorted by her small perspective.

Amada watches in horror as the woman stands up, her full height causing the frightened girl to become light headed as she turns and runs in the opposite direction, towards the looming tv stand.

"Oh my god this isn't happening! This isn't happening!! ahhhhhh!!!" Amanda repeats to herself as she sprints across the vast landscape, past the mountain of her discarded clothing, her sneakers jutting above her as the tv stand seemingly remains the same distance away from her, no matter how hard she pumps her tiny legs.

Without warning a white wall fills her vision, and she slams into it's surface.

"Oomph!" she grunts as her senses reel, her nostrils assaulted with the smell of foot sweat mixed with soap, detergent and lotion. The tiny girl falls backwards, landing on her bare ass and toppling over onto her side.

An echoing giggle fills the room as the white wall turns and lifts slightly, landing in front of amanda. The tiny girl's vision is filled with the toe section of the gigantic sock as it lifts high into the air a few times, revealing the pristine white ball of the woman's sock clad foot.

"Awww, save your energy for your big debut sweety!" The cold voice booms from the heavens as a shadow falls over the tiny girl.

Before amanda knows what is happening, two huge walls of flesh surround her, their warm surfaces molding around her tiny body as they lift her from the carpet and into the air, in front of the Imax sized face of her now giant kidnapper. The tiny girl thrashes against the unyielding fingerprints as she looks out from the tiny space between the giant's fingertips. "Please don't hurt me!! Please, someone help me!! someone help me, oh god! Oh god!!" Amanda pleads as she wiggles her tiny body about like a pinched insect.

The world becomes a blur behind the woman's head, causing Amanda to dry heave, had anything been in her tiny stomach, it surely would have come up. A moment later Amanda finds herself on her hands and knees, on a glass surface. The tiny girl falls flat on the cool glass as the same thumb and forefinger that had her pinched just a moment ago, clenches the entire object and slides it underneath a huge lens.

"Now If you stay still this won't be so bad." The woman assures, as if talking to a five year old as she places the tiny girl under a microscope and peers in, grabbing a pair of tweezers.

Amanda is paralyzed with terror as a huge metal object barrels towards her, gently sliding underneath her, the cold metal pushing upwards and flipping her body onto it's side, and then her back. She peers up with wide eyes into the huge lens, a tremendous magnified eye peering back at her through the instrument.

The object then separates and grabs her arm, lifting it in the air. Amanda screamed shrilly and tries to pull her arm away.

"Nah uh uh little girl! Not unless you want me to pull it off?" The gigantic echoing voice says sweetly as the tweezers part and withdraw, leaving the tiny girl's world for a brief moment before returning with a tiny bullet like object, dripping in a white, gooey substance.

"Don't worry, it's only crazy glue..." The voice echoes as the object makes contact with the front of Amanda's bangs, before sliding underneath and making contact with her forehead. The tiny girl lifts her hands onto the huge metal tweezers, groaning and whimpering as she tries to push the immovable object away from her as it presses into her head.

"You know, it's amazing what 3D printing can do... If only people knew." the gigantic voice booms, to no one in particular as the glue begins to solidify, plastering the object to Amanda's forehead just underneath her bangs.

The tiny girl tries to pull the object from her head, grunting and struggling as she does so, her back arching against the cold glass as she huffs and puffs.

"I told you, it's crazy glue." the giant voice booms as the huge fingertips return, moving the glass to a brown wooden surface, a building sized laptop looming overhead, the giant girl's upper body curving into the sky like a manhattan office building.

Amanda jumps to her feet and walks to the end of the glass slide, sitting down and hoisting herself onto the table. She jumps out of her skin as the sound of her bare feet hitting the wooden surface is magnified, seemingly hundreds of times through the speakers on the laptop, to the point where the ground underneath her vibrates. She looks up at the giant screen above, and gasps at the huge scene. It was from her own perspective, her bangs frame the image, the sound of her own frantic breathing coming through the speakers loud and clear.

The giant woman rises from her seat and disappears, leaving Amanda to contemplate the meaning of it all. She returns moments later with a huge studio light, and camera. She places them both around the table, turning the camera on and shining the light on the laptop. The gargantuan woman sits down again and clicks a few keys on the computer, minimizing the video feed on the screen and opening up a webcam application.

"Hello out there my little toys!" she says excitedly, while rearranging windows on the screen, putting Amanda's tiny video feed side by side with the image of her giant face.

Amanda looks up at the gigantic woman, her breathing becoming heavier. The tiny girl could now barely hear her own sounds through the laptop speakers though, as the volume seems to have been lowered considerably.

"I just wanted to give y'all an update, I should have something new for you little bugs by tomorrow or thursday! " she says excitedly as her hand comes to rest flat on the table next to the tiny girl, blotting out the camera's field of view.

"If only I had a tiny volunteer I could start shooting tonight." She says sweetly, blinking innocently into the webcam as Amanda's video feed swivels up to look at her giant face turning down towards the table.

The tiny girl turns her head and sprints away from the gigantic hand. "No!! no!! I'm not a volunteer!! Somebody help me!! help me! She shrank me and is holding me hostage!!" The tiny girl screams, her tiny pleas quietly echoing from the speakers overhead.

"Oh!! there's one!" the giant voice echoes, the huge tan wall of the giant woman's palm slamming down in front of Amanda, stopping her in her tracks. With practiced agilitly the huge fingertips are once again pinched around Amanda's insect sized body, lifting her towards the gigantic face of her tormentor.

"Why thank you little one, although you should be thanking me, for giving you the chance to sacrifice yourself to your goddess." she says, in the same authoritative voice that she displayed while Amanda stripped in the living room, just minutes earlier.

Amanda looked out from beneath the clear glass prison she now found herself. It has been two hours since the drinking glass was lowered atop her feeble body, encasing her on the table next to the laptop, which happily hummed away, it's huge fans whirring, the image of Amanda's video feed flickering across it's endless screen. The tiny girl had given up banging against the glass a while ago, and instead curled herself into a ball, slumped against the wall of the cold glass.

Moments later the giant woman returns, sitting in front of Amanda, dressed in nothing but a black bra, her huge shadow overtaking half of Amanda's world as her mass blocks out the light behind it.

"Let's see what you've been up to little girl." Her voice booms, ringing through the glass as her huge hands tap a few keys on the laptop, bringing up a recorded video.

The video on the screens starts out with Amanda screeching, the huge glass being lowered over her with an echoing thud, her tiny screams bouncing off of the thick glass walls.

"Noho!" The tiny voice protests as the sound of her microscopic feet hitting the table fills the speakers. Amanda's tiny arms and hands fill the screen as they pound on the glass, the nameless giant woman staring down, a huge hungry smirk playing across her lips. The face becomes larger and larger as the giant bends down, peering into the glass.

"Don't go anywhere my little extra, hmm hmm!" The giant giggles as she turns around, walking away, leaving the tiny camera woman to her confinement.

"No don't leave me in here!!" Amanda's voice whines as her hands slide down the glass, the sound of her knees hitting the wood beneath her reverberating through the speakers.

The next minute is filled with Amanda sobbing hysterically, staring out at the alien landscape of the humungous kitchen. The giant fast forwards the video a good amount and stops when the tiny girl rises to her feet and presses her tiny hands into the glass, grunting as she attempts to push it forward. The Woman looks away from the laptop and down at the glass, tapping her index finger on top of it three times.

"You're so silly little one, do you honestly think you can get away?! Hah!" She taunts as she whips her long, fine black hair off of her shoulder and brings her attention back to the computer.

The giant closes the video and opens a few programs, no longer paying attention to her tiny prisoner as she works for what seems like forever. Amanda curls into a ball, and closes her eyes, embracing her exhaustion as she falls into an uneasy slumber.

"WAKE-UP!" The gigantic woman practically screams, causing Amanda to jump up and roll to her side, her tiny heart pounding in her chest, her breasts rising and falling rapidly, and her ears ringing viciously as her adrenaline kicks into overdrive. She quickly turns her head in every direction, noticing that morning sunlight is now spilling into the apartment, and that she is no longer "under glass"

Her tiny attentions are quickly drawn to the huge, hovering face above her. The giant woman's hair sticks out this way and that, as if she had just rolled out of bed.

"Good morning!!" her voice booms down, sing songily.

Amanda immediately jumps to her feet and runs in the opposite direction, only to be stopped in her tracks by a huge metallic object, her terrified reflection staring wide eyed back at her.

"Na uh! Hmm hmm hmm!" The giant woman taunts as the metallic object barrels into Amanda's legs, causing her to slide into the huge bowl shaped indent, her bare stomach scraping against the ice cold metal.

"Oh my god! Ok, ok, ok, stay calm, stay calm... AHH!!" the tiny girl screams as the object is lifted and placed inside a bigger bowl shaped object, atop an endless mountain of rainbow stones, each half Amanda's size. Amanda cranes her head up, past the impossibly high walls of what she best guesses is a bowl of fruity pebbles as a huge shadow covers the entire scene. The giant woman's smiling face frames the world outside of the bowl as her huge hand barrels towards the stem of the spoon, her tractor trailer sized fingers lifting it, and tilting it sideways, causing the frightened girl to slide off and tumble down the huge rainbow mountain. Her small arms and legs flail wildly as her body crunches against the fragile cereal. Finally Amanda rolls to a stop, resting on her stomach, frozen in shock as her vision is filled with a red huge red flake. Amanda Shakingly pushes against the unstable ground, looking upwards towards the huge slope she had just tumbled down, her situation quickly sinks in, even before the giant woman slowly licks her lips above.

"Well well well! Now aren't you in a bad situation, here... Let me help you OUT!" The giant woman says aggressively as a towering carton of milk slams against the table, it's top half visible from within the bowl, the giant's huge fingers unscrewing the cap.

"OH MY GOD!!!!!" Amanda shrieks climbing unsteadily to her feet as her voice cracks.

"I bet you're going to taste so good, I can feel your tiny little body squirming on my tongue already. Hehe! Just need a little bit of milk." The giant stranger giggles as her gargantuan hand lifts the milk container over the bowl and tilts it, a huge stream of white liquid splashing down, leveling the top of the rainbow mountain.

"NO! FUCK!! ugggghaaaaah!!!!!!" Amanda screams as she helplessly gazes on, an avalanche of milk cascading down the slope, straight towards her, while at the same time exploding beneath her feet, pushing the gigantic flakes aside and plummeting her tiny body beneath the ice cold liquid.

Amanda's holds her breath as best as she can as the liquid rushes into her nose, mouth, eyes, and ears. She swims towards the surface, kicking her feet frantically as her life flashes before her eyes, a feeling of impending doom washing over her.

Finally, just when Amanda's lungs feel like they are about to explode, she breaks the surface, taking a huge gasp of air into her open mouth. The tiny girl kicks her legs and flails her arms in the liquid, sending the tiniest ripples skittering across the bobbing surface as she shakes her head, trying to clear the matted hair from atop her eyes. The small girl clings to a green pebble, riding it like a boogie board as she hyperventilates hysterically.

"There you are my little treat! I thought you might have drowned, god I love it when you little things struggle, it makes me want to eat you more!" The giant woman says in a seductive tone, lowering the huge spoon down into the middle of the bowl. Amanda frantically kicks her numbing legs, pedaling herself away from the monstrous silver spoon as it displaces the surface of the white ocean, threatening to pull her back underneath as it scoops hundreds of pebbles from the bowl and into the sky.

"No! You can't be serious!! ahh ahh!!ahh!pleasedon'teatme!!!" The frantic girl screeches incoherently as she watches the spoon become smaller and smaller, until it is hopelessly far in the sky, the giant's huge maw opening to accept it as it slips into oblivion, only to be pulled out a split second later, empty and growing larger as it heads back down towards the bowl. The sound of gallons upon gallons of milk and tons of cereal swishing and crunching within the giant woman's mouth echoes throughout Amanda's reality as the giant stranger looks down, her jaws gyrating as the tip of the spoon zeros in on the little girl, blotting out her expansive nonchalant expression.

"Squeek squeek squeek! Don't eat mee, noo!" The woman mocks into the bowl, her echoing voice taking on a comically high pitch as the bottom of the spoon pushes down on the surface of the milk inches away from the small struggling morsel. At first Amanda finds her body being pushed away by the displaced liquid, however, once the ship sized spoon breaks the surface, she finds herself violently being sucked forward. Amanda wants to scream as she is once again sucked under, milk pouring into every available hole on her face, Her scream sending gurgled sound waves towards the surface in the form of air bubbles escaping from her tiny lungs. She claws her way to the surface, bursting through and taking in a sharp breath as she wipes her face, the white liquid streaming from her nose and mouth as she sputters and coughs.

She opens her eyes to find herself in a small lake of milk, dozens of pebbles floating all around her tiny body, the walls of the bowl replaced by open space, and a pair of red lips stretching yards from side to side, top to bottom before her.

"Please!! I'm begging you!! don't eat me!!! oh my god! Just..just don't eat meeee noooo!!!" The tiny girl begs as she kicks her legs to keep herself afloat, holding her arms out in front of her in a futile gesture, her tiny head shaking back and forth as she realizes she can no longer feel her frostbitten arms and legs. Without hesitation the lips peel apart, the red slabs sticking together slightly as a hot, humid explosion of air washes over the landscape of the spoon, slamming into the tiny girl's face and stealing her breath away. Amanda's heart sinks as teeth larger than herself line the deep, dark, salivating canyon of the stranger's mouth, huge strands of saliva and mushed up pebbles decorating the scene within. A scene which barrels towards the frightened little girl, the spoon coming to rest on the endless tongue, the light of the outside world slowly fading as the teeth behind Amanda clench the stem of the spoon, holding it in place.

Amanda closes her eyes, bobbing in the quickly warming liquid, expecting to be cast off the giant spoon, tossed to the hungry tongue beneath her. But moments later fresh air is once again hitting her milk drenched head. The tiny girl cranes her head up as a shadow engulfs her, just in time to see the swirly details of the stranger's thumb and forefinger closing in on her. The fingertips slam into Amanda, immobilizing the tiny girl against their slightly yielding surface and smothering her face completely.

"Oh good, you are still breathing" the uncaring gigantic voice echoes as the tiny girl squirms like a trapped insect once more. The body heat from the giant's fingertips warming her throughout.

Amanda struggles to breath as she is smothered by tons of fingertip flesh, her legs spasming involuntarily as she feels the thunderous foot falls of the giant stranger vibrating through her tiny body. Light floods her senses as she once again finds herself struggling to fill her vacant lungs with air as she lay on a perfectly smooth white plane.

"You're making me a lot of money little girl, so I tell you what, I'm going to let you go..." The giant voice booms, bouncing off of the walls in the small bathroom. Amanda perks up, climbing to all fours and looking around at the alien landscape of the vanity she finds herself atop. The sink stretches before her, like some ancient crater, it's smooth bowl shape stretching hundreds of yards across, the facuet hanging ominously above, the size of a large bus. Amanda wants to sprint as a large shadow once again is cast over her tiny being, the two familiar walls of the stranger's thumb and forefinger pinching her insect sized body once more, and lowering her thousands of feet towards the floor.

Amanda grunts as she hits the floor roughly, dropped carelessly by her giant tormentor onto the smooth beige tile. She lifts her head, panting and wide eyed towards the giant woman, her humongous left foot filling the tiny girl's perspective, enclosed in a huge pink house slipper.

"I'm only kidding hmm hmm!" The woman giggles as the foot disappears, followed by the deafening sound of the mile high door closing. Amanda now alone, jumps to her feet frantically, turning her head in every direction, looking for a place to hide. To her dismay, everything from the toilet, to the vanity, to the sink is literally beyond the horizon, cold and unreachable. A huge red light catches the small girl's attention, and she snaps her head towards a towering black object. It takes a moment to figure out what the alien thing is, but Amanda deduces that the object is in fact, a giant camera. In fact as she looks around the room, she can see lights and cameras everywhere.

Amanda gasps as the door slowly swings open, and the giant woman steps inside, dressed in the same clothing she wore yesterday, monstrous pink slippers on her feet. The stranger hums softly to herself as she gently slips her monstrous feet free of the footwear as she closes the door. The giant places her perfectly cared for feet flat against the tile, right in front of the frightened girl, the toes of her right foot completely dominating Amanda's perspective. Amanda wants to gag as the scent of lotion, soap, and foot sweat wash over her in a warm wave of body heat. The tiny girl backs away a bit, her legs shaking as she peers upwards at the impossibly tall giantess above her, she can just make out her huge head turning towards the floor as the gigantic toes before her rise and fall lazily, The smooth pink nail polish shining underneath the bright studio lights.

"Oops! What is that??" The playful giant voice booms down from the heavens as the stranger leans down, her black hair forming a curtain over tiny amanda as her huge hand brushes it innocently aside.

"Is that a... bug?? no, oh my god!" The giant exclaims as she raises her hands to her mouth.

"It kind of looks like.. a little person??" the woman debates with herself as she scrunches her face, and then smiles. Amanda quickly turns on her heels and sprints off away from the giant toes, panting desperately as she flails her arms, whimpering as she dashes forward. Without warning Amanda is knocked to her back as a huge earthquake rips through the ground, a skin toned wall filling her vision as the side of the stranger's foot slams down in front of her, the impact reverberating throughout the room.

"And where do you think YOU are going? Hmm?? I can't have little people on my bathroom floor, watching me undress!" She booms down, motioning with her arms before placing her hand confidently on her hip. Amanda sat up, and started to back away from the side of the stranger's foot, but the giantess just looked down, lifting her leg, her foot rising in the air, her wrinkled sole casting a deep murky shadow over Amanda, who simply lifted her left arm in the air over her head.

"Noooo!! Noooooooo!!!" The tiny girl screeched in terror as the foot hung overhead, vast and deadly, each wrinkle large enough for amanda to easily get lodged between.

"So I think I'll just CRUSH you underneath my foot, bye bye little bug!" The stranger waves from on high as she slowly lowers her foot towards the screeching girl on the floor. Amanda falls onto her back, as the ball of the giantess's foot blots out everything, a small patch of skin becoming larger and larger until her tiny hands sink into the warm, unyielding flesh.

"Please noooooo mmmmhpphhh!!" The tiny girl desperately pleads as her body conforms into the flesh as it presses down onto the floor, instantly cracking the tiny girl's ribs, arms, and legs. Amanda tries to scream as her guts are pushed out of every available hole in her body, the tiny girl's entrails plastering her little body to the ball of the stranger's foot, which twists back and forth on the ground, ending Amanda's life.

The giant stranger lifts her foot, and grabs a piece of toilet paper, wiping the ball of her right foot of the tiny red stain before balling the toilet paper up and tossing it into the toilet, pressing the handle and flushing it. She steps into the shower and bathes herself nonchalantly. After a good fifteen minutes she shuts the water and exits the tub, drying off and leaving the bathroom.

She walks over to the kitchen table and presses one button on the laptop's keyboard, signaling the cameras in the bathroom to stop recording. She then sits down, and starts browsing the web, her finger idly pushing something back and forth across the table. She looks down at the object and grins, it was a bonus, something she could use for as a prop in her next set of videos.

Outside the sun shines, the birds chirp, and people go about their business, putting up christmas decorations, checking the mail, and talking to neighbors. In front of the stranger's apartment Amanda's car is nowhere to be found. Days later a missing persons report is filed, but the missing young woman is never found, not a body, not DNA, not a trace.