OPHELIA


Humans can be frustrating to deal with no matter what size. Especially if they are in mass and translating their fears into anger. Which was all thrown at me because I was big and supposedly the "outsider" in this ordeal despite the fact that I was also a passenger on the plane.

At first I thought it was a good idea to get the people to see me as harmless. But now that they weren't scared, they freely brought out their nasty side and accuse me of the entire situation. Making me miss when they quietly feared me.

Guess there was some sense into their accusations. Why was it that only my girls and I weren't small? The surroundings looked like it was built for someone our size. So it was logical to assumed they changed and we didn't. Following that logic, it was then natural to think we knew something they didn't.

But we were as lost as everyone else.

Yet here were over 40 of the braver souls - standing outside the plane and before my crossed legs - yelling all at once at me. And leading them was none other than Tommy, my now tiny boss. Once he realized "the monster" was truly me, he got all cocky. Acting like I had to do as he said since I worked for him.

Only now did I see how height played a role in authority. It was amusing watching him runt. Any other day I'd do as Tommy wished. But now? Well he just seemed cute at his frustrated state. They all did.

After minutes of pointless arguing, I realized that we weren't getting anywhere in this chaotic exchange. I had to take charge if we wanted to find a solution.

"Ok, enough," I huffed loudly. Causing the still skittish people to hush up. "Marshal, what do you suggest we do?"

"Why are you asking him?" Tommy asked with a frown.

"Because, he is the one trained to deal with situations like these. If this required a professional in business, then I'll gladly ask you. You're the only business man I know and trust." I said to make Tommy happy enough to calm down.

It worked. His inflated ego made him thrust his chest out and back off, "Of course. What do we do then, Marshal?"

The marshal suggested that we try going out of the building, cave, or whatever this place was, and see if we can get a signal. Apparently they couldn't get any in here.

So it was decided that I carry him out with the portable, long ranged, radio they had. The marshal was a bit nervous at first, but ultimately climbed onto my hand.

Along with the marshal came the curious William - the man I talked with on the lounge and in the plane. Amongst everyone here, only he and Nicky took my side. So I let him join. Besides, he also knew a thing or two about navigations. Claiming he could help find where we are.

I got to say, it was surreal holding them on my palm. Aurora was right, they weighed nothing at all. And looked almost like moving action figures. But I knew better. These were real men who's lives were literally in my hands.

"You heading out," came Ziva's voice from behind. Next to her was Aurora who still held Sara and a calmer Pav.

"Yes, got to go see if we can find a signal or something," I slowly raised my hand to show the men tagging along, "Marshal, these are my girls, Ziva and Aurora. And girls this is Neil, and I believe you already met William."

"Hi," the two grown men waved nervously. Which was kinda funny. No doubt they're big at their original height - I remember William being tall, and Neil looked taller than him. But now they were skittish before my kid girls.

"Can we come," Aurora asked with excitement in her voice.

"Can we," an equally excited Sara pleaded.

"I don't see why now," I said, looking over to the people by/in the plane. "They wont be going anywhere."

We climbed up the marble stairs towards the larger wooden door. Again, all we had to do was slide the bolt and push. With minimal creaking, it slowly swung open. Instantly flooding the hall with bright daylight.

"Wow," Aurora basked in exhilaration, exiting the door before I could stop her.

Ziva sighed. Following her sister with me not far behind.

We found ourselves on a rocky mountain beside the sea. The place we came from was carved into the rocky earth. Like a underground bunker. At the gate were tall pillars, all painted and carved with wondrous images.

"Glyphs," William remarked as he stared in awe of the pillars.

"What," Aurora asked, getting closer to my hand.

"The images," he pointed at the pillars. "They're glyphs."

"You understand them?" I asked curiously.

"No. But I've seen similar things in ancient temples."

"Temples?" Ziva chimed in. "Is that were we are? A temple?"

"Not entirely sure," William chuckled nervously as my towering daughters crowded him. "But the inside and outside does give a rather temply vibe."

"Yes, it does," Aurora nodded her head like she knew what he was talking about.

"Do you know from what place this types of structures can be found?" The marshal asked, less timid now.

"Its hard to say," William robbed the back of his head. "I see some Greek, Egyptian, and Indian influence in the structure, painting, and style. So I can't quite put us on a map just yet. Sorry..."

"Its alright," I smiled down at the man. "Everything helps."

Looking around, I noticed that we were in an open stoned terrace. Beyond that was a stone road that lead into the vast, green valley bellow.

"Guess we follow that," Ziva remarked.

"It should lead somewhere," the marshal agreed. "But for now lets try to see if we can setup the radio. Could you please place me somewhere high?"

I complied. Handing William to Ziva so he can examine the pillars, I then climbed up the slope of the mountain with the marshal until we stood on top of the "temple". Placing Neil before my snickers, I stepped back to give him place to work.

Seeing him so small before me made me feel like this was all a dream. How was it even possible that there was a living man smaller than my shoes?

After a few minutes of frustration, Neil nervously beckoned me back. Again, I picked him up. Still dazed by the fact that the small action figure on my hand was actually a real man.

"No luck?"

"None," he sighed. "Its just as I thought, our shrunken equipments are too weak to get or send a signal."

"The people inside wont like to hear that."

"Tell me about it," he shared my frustration. "Guess the next step is to send people out to find help."

"By people you mean me?" I gave a tired smile.

"Please?" He smiled back.


..........


It was decided that I follow the road to get help. The people at the plane had their own plans, but I just ignored them and said what I was going to do. As frustrated as they got, they couldn't do much to stop me.

I left the marshal in charge, much to Tommy's disappointment. And decided to allow William to come along. Maybe he could find out more on where we are. Besides, he was the only one who volunteered. Nicky did look like she wanted to join, but we both knew she had to stay to keep Tommy in check.

As much as I begged my girls to stay and protect the other, they didn't want to. Aurora because she felt adventurous and Ziva because she claimed that she'd end up stomping the entire plane if she was left alone with those "selfish bastards". I could see that. Honestly, Tommy alone could get Ziva to go berserk.

In the end, I caved. Allowing the girls to tag along. It was for the best. We could use this as an opportunity to bond. Salvage whatever we could from this situation. After all, we were still on vacation.

One thing that I stay firm on was that Sara and Pav would be left behind. As much as the former and my daughter begged, we couldn't risk them coming along since we didn't know what awaited us out there.

Again, the people weren't happy that we were all going. Scared that some giant rat will attack them. And again I just ignored them. They had more to fear from a frustrated Ziva than any rat. Besides, I had a feeling that they were safe in this temple.


..........


WILLIAM


This entire situation was out of some fantasy manga/comic. As a real geek, I always thought I'd be ecstatic if I ever found myself in a reincarnation scenario like this. But actually living it? That was an entire thing. Because now I found myself speechless while staring up at the towering forms of Ophelia and her girls.

We were all absolutely bewildered by overwhelming thoughts and emotions at the absurdity we found ourselves in. Many of my fellow passengers translated these uneasy feelings into anger. Targeting the giants just because they're different. I understood why they did this, but I still had to voice my opinion and say we could trust them. From the short time I had with Ophelia, I knew she wasn't one to harm a fly.

It took some time, but Ophelia managed to calm the people down and setup with a plan. The first of ended up failing - our equipment couldn't really find a signal. So the next plan was to go find help.

Again, the people hated the idea of being left without the protection of our giant guardians. But by this point Ophelia didn't entertain them. What she decided to do was what would be done.

It was kinda admirable seeing her take command. Especially when she stood over us, glaring down at the people at her feet like a deity about to cast her judgement. It made me shudder.

In shame, I shook away the lewd thoughts that were forming. It wasn't appropriate to think such things of someone as respectable as Ophelia. Even if she was... hot...

To my greatest pleasure and surprise, I was allowed to accompany Ophelia and her girls. Apparently my knowledge on historical architectures and geography could come in hand to find out where exactly we where. Though I didn't really share that belief. Whatever the case, I gladly tagged along.

With a pumping heart, I made my way back onto Ophelia's hand. Just being held on it was surreal and beyond anything I've ever done. The large palm radiating descent amount of heat to make me feel comfortable. The skin felt was soft and spongy. Like a thick, leather bed. And the smell... it had a bit of musk mixed slightly with the lotion she put on. A kind of sweet and sour that just felt relaxing to inhale.

"You ready," Ophelia asked me.

"Y-ya," I replied. Hating myself for acting like a pervy teen.


..........


As we followed the stone road down the mountain, everything became stranger. This venture was suppose to help us understand our situation. Not confuse us more.

"Its a tree!" Aurora said looking at the small, weird bush by our giant shoes.

"Its a bush," Ziva rolled her green eyes. "When have you ever seen a tress this big."

"Ms. Yuna had a tree that big."

"That was a bonsai tree. This..." Ziva gently shoved the tiny thing with her boot. Easily manipulating it. "...Looks nothing like that."

"Ma, tell her this is a tree."

"I'm not entirely sure myself, Hon." Ophelia replied. "Looks like one. But its too small."

"Its the perfect size to him," Aurora pointed to me. There was some truth in her words. To me it was a tree. But I guess from their POV it looked like a shrub.

"They shrunk."

"Maybe it shrunk too."

"She has a point," I finally said, while examining the oddity. "Maybe whatever affected us, affected it as well."

"See, its a tree," she spat her tongue at me.

"C-could you please put me down," I asked Ophelia timidly. Fighting myself from saying Ma'am. From our previews conversations I found out she didn't like it because it made her feel old.

With a warm smile that made my heart skip, my bearer complied. Lowering me right next to the "tree" and in the middle of their towering legs.

I found myself totally overwhelmed by the fact that I stood barely taller than their ankles. Even more so when they leaned in, yet sill looming above, to watch me. I never felt so small and defenseless in my life.

"Is everything alright," Ophelia asked, worry visible in her eyes.

"Ya," I forced a chuckle. "Its just... I'm not used to being so tiny."

"Well, we aren't used to you being all tiny as well."

"Quite so." I forced another nervous chuckle. "Anyways." I directed my focus elsewhere. "Lets see this so called tree."

Walking over, I inspected the oddity more thoroughly. At ground level it looked like a tree. No, it definitely was. And what grew beside it, proved it.

"Damn." I cussed while picking up the flower. "This is more confusing."

"Why, what is it?" Aurora asked, getting on her knees. Making the ground quiver as she moved.

"Its a flower," I raised it up the to the large green eyes of the curious giant. "Its my size."

"Wow," Aurora said as she pinched the tiny thing from my hand. "It is a flower. A tiny one!"

"That can't be," Ziva frowned. Getting on her knees to better look at it. Eyes widening as she examined the small thing between her sister's finger tips. "H-how is that possible,"

"No sure," I sighed. "But it sure makes things more complicated to understand."

"Does that mean we grew?" Ophelia asked.

"I'm not entirely sure now. The temple was your size. So I assumed we shrunk. But..."

"Everything else is small," She concluded.

"Maybe not everything. Maybe its just the vegetations around this area. The only way to find out is to continue down the road."

"Sooo," Aurora sang. "Is that a tree or not?"

Sighing heavily, I looked up at Ziva and gave her an apologetic smile. "I guess it is."

"See. I'm right again." She gave her sister the smuggest grin I've seen. "It must suck to be always wrong."


..........


Things kept getting weirder as we followed the road. The further inland we went, the more vegetations appeared. All in the my small size.

The regularity of scale made us question who shrunk or grew. The temple was built in Ophelia's scale, yet the surrounding flora was for people like me. Who's size was the oddity?

It wasn't until Aurora spotted something white and small on the distance, right next to an uneven plain, that things became more... confusing.

"That's a sheep," Aurora exclaimed, bolting towards what she saw.

"Aurora," Her mother sighed, waffing over her minty breath. "Please be careful."

"Don't worry, Mom. I..." She stopped right at a protruding part of the uneven terrain that came up to her knees. Looking at something hidden behind it.

"What is..." Ziva paused too. Her eyes widened.

Out of curiosity, their mother joined them. Walking around the pair to see what they saw on the ground.

"Damn," I cussed softly at the unbelievable sight.

Before us, flanked by the steep uneven terrain - which I now knew was a steep hill - and my giant companions were four people my size. All bowing.

They were dressed in tunics and cloaks, and diverse in race - two looked Mediterranean based, one European and the other African. And from all the sheep around, I assumed they were shepherds. The diversity, clothing, and overall aesthetic made it hard to guess which country we were at. In fact, everything about them looked strange. Like they were straight out of a fantasy comic book.

They even acted in a manner I'd never expect. Instead of fear, they showed total reverence, awe, and submission towards the giants that stood over them. Like being in the presence titans was nothing short of natural.

"Uhmm..." Aurora said, excited and confused at what laid before our eyes. Turning towards an equally stunned mother, she asked, "...What are they doing?"

"Bowing," Ziva said, equally confused and surprised.

"I see that. But why?"

"They are in awe of you," I spoke. Equally unsure of this situation. But certain that these people were clearly showing respects to Ophelia and her girls.

As confusing as everything that happened was, one thing was for sure. We didn't shrink. And this may not be earth.


..........


OPHELIA


"What should we do," I asked. Confused and taken aback by the bowing locals. Finding them left me with more questions that answers.

I looked over at Ziva and William. Both of them were at a lost too. The only person who seemed unfazed was Aurora.

"Let's talk to them," she said in a cheery manner. Like it was normal to find people the size of her fingers bowing at us. "Hello there."

Aurora bent down before the closest tiny. He was a lightly tanned boy with curly, dark hair. Dressed in a simple tunic that looked like those used in ancient times.

"Could you uhm... rise for a while..."

"F-forgive me, D-Divine," the lad spoke in words we could somehow understand. "I-I'm... Not worthy?"

"Worthy?" Aurora chuckled. "Such a funny thing to say. Come on. Stand. I deem you worthy enough to stand."

Aurora loved acting the part of the princess. A role she was good at. A silly act, but one that seemed to work as the lad hesitantly complied.

"There," my youngest smiled. "That's better. Now tell us why you're acting all strange?"

"S-strange..." the young lad spoke unsurely.

"Bowing. Calling us 'Divine'. Yes, that's strange."

"B-because..." He shifted nervously as his gaze turned towards me. "She's Goddess Ophelia. Our Divine."

All eyes slowly turned to me. Leaving me absolute bewildered.


..........


It was getting more confusing by the second.

I thought finding locals would solve all our problems. But it did the exact opposite. Even more confusing was the fact that William claimed that he couldn't understand the words the locals' spoke. Because it was in an entire different language!

So how was it possible that we understood them? And how was it that when we spoke back, the locals understood us. When William tired to converse with them, they looked at him confused? They couldn't understand a word he said!

As Aurora continued to question the boy, the more I felt my world turning.

Apparently I was a goddess to them. Not just some random goddess by another name. They knew me as "Goddess Ophelia".

What kind of coincidence was that?!?

 They claimed that I was the spitting image of all the sculptures, paintings, and statues in the grand city. My city.

The more they spoke, the more I feared we weren't actually on earth.

"Do you know any city known as Vana?" I asked William. "In history or otherwise."

"No," he looked at me with a confused frown as I explained to him what the locals were saying.

"Apparently its Mom's city," Aurora chuckled. "Mom you should have told us you're a goddess. Life would have been so different."

"She's not a goddess," Ziva frowned. "This is... all a misunderstanding..."

"Sure," Aurora teased, "You've been wrong all day. Want to continue your streak?"

"This I am certain of," Ziva grumbled. "Do you really believe Mother is a god?"

"I don't believe it myself," I chuckled nervously. "I wouldn't be working my self to death if I was."

As time passed, the locals became more at ease with us. They never feared us, but held me to such high regards that it was both daunting and awkward. I had to use my "goddess authority" to force them to stop calling me Goddess or Divine. But they wouldn't dare call me by name alone.

"Come on, get on." Aurora tried to lure the tiny boy known as Kino onto her hands so he could lead us to the city of Vana. If we wanted to find out what was happening, Kino suggested we ask the High Priestess. My priestess...

"I'm not worthy, Divine," Kino bowed again. Refusing too get onto the hand before him.

"Look, who can claim you're unworthy? A goddess or her subject?" Aurora asked with a gentle smile.

"T-the goddess," he said, still on his knees, but now seated up.

"And Ma, is he worthy?" My youngest giggled while Ziva rolled her eyes.

I didn't like being called god. But we had questions that needed answers, and he could help us.

"Look, boy," I sighed. "We really need your help. Would you please do me a favor and get on my daughter's hand?"

"O-of course, Goddess!" He beamed. Totally honored to serve me. "As you wish it, so shall it be!"

"Great," I huffed while Aurora snickered.


..........


Finding the city wasn't hard. According to Kino, all we had to do was follow the stone road and it'll eventually take us there. Like how all roads lead to Rome, all roads here lead to the grand city of Vana. It was the heart of my world.

Yes... "my world"...

The more we talked with Kino, the more we found out how bizarre our situation was. My assumptions were true, Kino claimed we weren't on earth. We were in "Goddess Ophelia's world". The one I apparently personally shaped.

I still didn't believe what he claimed about me. But I did believe this wasn't earth. After all, I am a giant here. And nothing I saw from this height resembled earth.

"At least we know why we can't get a signal," William joked. "Our equipment aren't synced with the satellites here. If there are any, that is."

The closer we got to our destination, the more locals we met. Each one giving us gasps of surprise before bowing in reverence. Soon, instead of just wanderers, farmers, or shepherds, we spotted villages. Then towns. All looking foreign in design. More fantasy like in appearance. Definitely like nothing we had back on earth.

Aurora got excited as we made contact with more locals and their settlements. Skipping off, she greeted the bowing tinies and played with the animals she found absolutely adorable.

Even Ziva seemed enthralled by it all. Pausing from time to time to examine something that took her fancy. Like now as she was greeted by tiny, curious children who bravely climbed her boots. Shrieks of dismay were heard as parents scold their kids for bothering a Divine. Apologizing to Ziva like their children just commit a great taboo. Kino said it was because my daughter's old shoes were too holy to be desecrated by them.

"Its fine," Ziva spoke unsurely as the parents prayed for her forgiveness. Gently, she pinched the children's tunic, carried them off, and gave them back to their parents. "See, no harm done."

As for me, I truly found the local's behavior strange. They really believed I was their goddess. And in extension, my girls as well. These people showed their utmost respect towards us, and followed behind as we passed. Trying to keep up with our long strides while singing and dancing. Celebrating my arrival.

Their goddess's arrival...

Aurora liked the attention. More than once, she joined the crowd that were barely as tall as her shoes. Laughing along with the merry people as they walked through her legs, using her like an arch. She acted like her lovable self, and the locals adored her for that.

Ziva seemed as lost as me. Though her curiosity did make her linger closer to Aurora. Not shying away from the approaching locals or hesitate in handling the braver souls that bowed before her boots.

Again, I didn't know how to feel about all of this. It felt strange being treated like some sort of returning goddess. Even more so when the locals started to chant my name. Proclaiming me as their Divine.

It made me feel... like an imposter. In knew who I was and...

"I'm not a goddess." I huffed under my breath.

With an annoyed frown that only William could see, I picked up my pace. Detaching myself from the slow moving group and marched ahead to the forest the road cut through.

Along my way I met more people on wagons, beasts of mythical varieties, or just on their feet. Looking like traders and travelers. All stopped and cleared the more narrow forest road so I could walk at ease. Bowing as I passed. Showing me the same respect and adoration as the people we passed.

I ignored them and trudged on. Feeling too uneasy. And in my rush, I failed to see the clearing that lead down a hill to a city at the distance.

"Whoa," William basked. Causing me to lift my head from the ground and see what took his breath away.

"Whoa," I said, equally amazed.

At the valley bellow was one of the most beautiful cities I've ever seen.

It looked like one straight out of a fantasy novel. There were tall towers crowned with golden ornaments. The buildings were in wondrous designs, made from marble, and decorated with the most beautiful colors from flowers, jewels, drapes, and/or paintings. There were large gardens, stadiums/arenas, and even glistening canals with gorgeous boats in them. No city I've seen on earth could match this in beauty or grandeur. If paradise was real, then I'm sure it looked like this.

But what really took my breath away, was what laid behind the city.

The stone road we followed cut through the center of the wondrous city and lead to the base of a mountain where it was replaced by marble stairs. The mountain looked like it was sliced and on top of the leveled plain sat the most splendid palace. By the looks of its scale, I knew it was built for people my size.

The palace was as big as a quarter of the city itself. Its columns were decorated with golds, silvers and gems. Artistically designed like the glyphs in the temple we came from. On its sides were pools that flowed towards the marble stairs and fell along its side to the canals of the city. The main building was pristine and designed like a mix of Hagia Sophia, Taj Mahal and Olympian temple.

It radiated glamor and richness. Sitting above the city like its crown and protector. A palace fit for a god.

"Wow," Ziva and Aurora gasped in awe as they joined me. And together we shared a moment to bask at the splendor that laid before us.

After our moment of basking, we continued down the hill to the entrance of the city. The closer we got, the more we saw what awaited us.

At the front of the city waited a larger mass of people waiting excitedly to greet us. And to our greatest surprise, leading them was a woman way larger than her companion. But still only half our height.

She was beautiful. Putting every supermodel or actress from earth to shame. Her hair were like golden threads, full in volume, and danced seductively as the wind blew passed. Her eyes were seductive and charmingly blue. Her body was sculpted to perfection. And covering its fineness was a gorgeous, white dress. It showed her slim shoulders and arms, and fell gracefully to her laces sandals covered feet.

Instantly, I knew this was the High Priestess Kino told us about. Because she just radiated an aura of authority, refinement, and grace. Truly a woman like I've never seen before.

"Welcome, Divine." Her musical voice filled the air as she gracefully bowed to me. The smaller people by her feet mirrored her, showing me their devotion by pressing their heads on the ground.

I couldn't help but blush furiously. The attention and respect they showed wasn't something I felt like I deserved. And from the looks of it, Ziva and even the excited Aurora were at a loss of words.

And it got awkward as silence fell.

"Uhm... Ophelia," William nudged my finger. "I think they're waiting for you."

"W-what?" I looked at him confused.

"Tell them to rise." He whispered loudly.

"Oh... Right." Blushing even darker, I spoke. "Please...Rise."

Obeying me, the woman in white stood up elegantly. Smiling as she met my eyes. "Oh, Divine. We are so overwhelmed with joy from your arrival." She sang with utmost glee. "When we saw the light shining from your coastal temple, we prayed it was you. And here you are!"

Again, those words made me cringe. It felt so wrong. I'm a single mom. One who is overlooked. Who is overworked. No one remarkable or special. Just a mom. Not a goddess!

And I felt like I needed to come clean before things get complicated. So with a long, slow breath, I chose to confess my truth.

"Right... well... I uhm... I believe there is a misunderstanding."

"Mom, what are you doing," Aurora asked with a confused frown.

"Clearing things up," I whispered to my youngest before addressing the assembled people. There was probably a better time and place to do this, but I just did it anyways. "As I've said, there is some sort of confusion. I am not a god. I'm just a regular woman. A mom. Who, through unforeseen circumstances, found herself, with her girls, in this strange land."

The reaction was as I expected. The locals exchanged looks of confusion and question. Murmurs slowly spread as people debated on what they have heard.

"So please forgive us if we made you think we were Divines. But I assure you, we aren't your gods."

Amongst the confused locals, only the gorgeous woman stayed composed. Surprising me by smiling more sweetly as she regarded me. With genuine adoration, she spoke.

"Forgive us," the lady half bowed. "Our Mistress has returned after a long time from a far away land. It is natural that Her Worship may not remember who she truly is."

"I remember quite well," I huffed. "I'm not your Divine."

"Well, Goddess or not," the lady continued to smile, staying strong with her beliefs of me. "Would you at least allow us to welcome you? As honored guests instead of gods?"

I looked at both Ziva and Aurora. Both giving me mixed reactions. The former shrugged, clearly as lost as me. And the latter strongly hinting me to agree.

So with a heavy sigh, I decided to comply to the woman's wishes. After all, we did need their help.

"You may." I said. Cringing slightly as the roars of celebration started anew.


..........


The walk through the city for me was spent feeling a mix of awkwardness and in awe. In awe of the wonderful structures all around. And awkward because of songs of worship, bows, and praises I endlessly received. No matter how hard I tried to convince then I wasn't their god, the locals wouldn't listen. Their faith staed strong.

The deeper we got in the city, the more I saw of its unusual inhabitants and structures. Like the High Priestess, who was called Savara, there were others with varying sizes. Like the other "priestesses/priests" who followed us. All of them taller than their counterparts, yet only stood as high as my knee and waist high to Savara. And others stood only as tall as the priestesses'/priests' waist, who then stood twice as tall as the common size.

The buildings were also built in varying sizes to accommodate the different individuals. But most were scaled for the smallest and most abundant size. The scales seemed to be rarer the taller they got. In fact, Savara was the only one her height. Clearly rank was based on the size of each individual. So I could see why they saw my girls and I as superior to them.

Before long, we were climbing up the marble stairs to the grand palace above. Apparently, it was the temple of Goddess Ophelia. Their goddess. Not me.

Halfway up, we came to a small plateau. And right at the middle stood something that stopped my heart. Erect for all to see was a marble statue of their god. And just like Kino claimed, it was the spitting image of me.

"Ma," Aurora gasped as she saw it, "That's you!"

"I-it cant be," I said in disbelief. The statue was a beautiful version of me. Giving out an aura of divinity that I didn't have. But still, I couldn't deny the physical resemblance.

"This is getting fucking weird," Ziva shook her head. Hoping that she saw the statue wrong. Hell, I followed her. Wishing that my eyes were deceiving me.

"Our Goddess Ophelia," Savara said with a small bow towards the statue. "You can see our confusion, Lady Ophelia. You are the walking embodiment of ever painting, sculpture, and mosaic of our Divine."

"I-its just... a-a coincidence."

"Coincidences are negligible when dealing with the Divine," Savara smiled again. Facing me with hope and longing in her eyes. Seeing someone that wasn't me. "I know this may be all strange to you right now. But please, allow me to help you remember yourself. If I fail, then I wont bother you anymore."

I looked at the godlike statue of me. Thinking about what Savara said. As much as I didn't believe if, I couldn't deny the similarity. And for a split second, I thought, "Was that really me? Was I a goddess?"

No. I was some boring, single mother named Ophelia. I would have known if I was a goddess!

This was all just a coincidence.

Whatever the case, I would humored the elegant lady. We did need her help. And in exchange, all she wanted to try and remind me of who I am.


..........


After passing the midpoint, the majority of the locals stopped following us. Leaving only the clergy to keep us company.

I appreciated the smaller entourage. The worship from the overly zealous locals was getting annoying. Maybe not to Aurora who liked the enthusiastic behavior they showed. Or to Ziva and William who found it all so intriguing. But definitely annoying to me as I was the center of their overeager adoration.

The temple/palace we walking into was as grand inside as it was outside. Elegantly decorated with colorful drapes, vases, plants, jewels, and many other luxurious furnishings. Looking like the dwelling of emperors and kings in history. Only grander and richer. More fantasy like and pristine.

"This is the home of our Goddess," Savara sang as she guided us through the many halls, balconies and rooms inside. "And this is the one of the most holy of places. Where My Lady rests."

We could instantly tell that this was the master bedroom. It was grander than all the others. In fact, it was bigger than our apartment by 3x. One portion had a study room, the other had a lounging area, and another held a large bed with soft blankets and pillows that looked as comfortable as clouds. Even the bathing room was nothing short of a small indoor pool.

"Nice," Aurora said as she jumped onto the bed with Kino still in her hands. Causing me to cringe as I saw the blankets get disarranged.

"Aurora," Ziva scolded her before I could. "Get off of there."

"Why," she said. Dropping Kino on the bed. Seeing where he was, he freaked. Not sure what to do as he felt unworthy to be on the Divine's mattress.

"This is their most sacred room." Ziva hissed in a whisper.

"Its just a bedroom," she frowned. "What's the big deal?"

"Its fine," Savara sang. "A daughter of Ophelia is more than worthy to share what's Her's. But the boy..." She gracefully picked Kino up. "...Shouldn't be on it. Not unless you deem him worthy."

"He's worthy," Aurora smiled, extending her hands to retrieve the shaken boy.

"As you wish it, so shall it be." Savara sang before lowering Kino back into Aurora's hand. With another beautiful smile, she regarded me and spoke. "My Lady, you and your daughters must be tired from the long journey. So please rest. I will leave you all to collect yourselves and return with something to eat."

She still looked at me with reverence. As if I am her Divine. I wanted to protest again. But decided against it. After all, rest and food seemed like something we need.

With a mumbled "thank you", I watched as Savara excused herself and slowly backed out and closed the door. Leaving us alone to deal with the new situation we found ourselves in.


..........


After talking with my girls, we decided to go along with Savara's wishes. Deciding to stay a few days so she can have a chance to help me find my godly self. And when she fail, since I'm no god, she'll help us go home. At least that was the agreement.

Honestly, besides the misunderstanding, our situation was looking up. The only downside was that I had to go back and explain the situation to a plane full of self serving earthling. Telling them everything about the new world situation and me being hailed as the local's goddess. I could already tell they wouldn't like this.

After our discussing, Aurora and Ziva went to explore the rest of the palace. Eager to claim their own rooms. Leaving me with William.

"You seem, tired." The tiny man said from his perch on the pillow beside my head.

"This was suppose to be a regular vacation with my daughters," I sighed. "Now apparently we're in an unknown world, giant sized, and I'm proclaimed as the locals' god. I'm not only tired. I'm mentally exhausted."

"Hey, look at the bright side. It could be a lot worse. For all we know there could be a world where instead of being revered as a god you're seen as a slave."

"I came from such a world. Its called earth." I smiled, turned to face William.

He laughed, nodding in understanding, "See, its not all that bad then."

"Maybe not. Its just annoyingly confusing. How can I possibly believe that I'm a goddess!"

"Its not hard to believe." He half joked, quickly blushing. "I mean, well... You're huge. Not fat... I mean... Giant!" He stumbled, making me chuckle.

Collecting himself, he elaborated.

"Look, ever since you came here you and your daughters have been singled out. You all grew, you all understand this language I never heard before, and your recognized by the locals as a god. Not because of your size, but because there's literally a statue of you outside!"

"Ya, that's bothering me too," I frowned.

"My scholarly mind wants to believe that everything here is impossible. A dream. Unreal. We are in another world for crying out loud! This should be fantasy. Yet I do see it. Things that makes no sense are playing out in front of my eyes. So I guess you being a goddess isn't too hard to swallow."

"Is that so," I smirked. "Are you converting to Ophelia-ism?"

"I might," he chuckled. "Its hard to believe in deities you cant see. But you seem pretty real to me."

"I don't know why my girl and I were singled out," I sighed. "And its true that the coincidences are overwhelming. But I still cant accept their claims. I know who I am. And I was never a goddess."


..........


ZIVA


As cool as being in a new world was, the events today gave me quite the migraine. I had to find a place to settle in. Calm my racing mind before it explodes.

At this point, I decided it was easier to just go with the flow. Because trying to find a logical explanation for what was going on would leave me mad. I mean these tiny lunatics were proclaiming Mother as their long absent goddess!

As if Mom could be a goddess...

But if she was, does that make Aurora and I godlings? Godlets?

"Whatever," I shook the thought away while storming out of a large hall and into a garden built in my scale.

"Goddess," came a shocked voice not far away.

Surprised, I looked down to where it came from. Right beside a bush were four locals. One was about knee tall (15-16 inches) and the rest were half her height. And they looked like they were caring for the garden's flora.

Upon seeing me, they all fell on the ground. Showing their respects like everyone else in this world did. The sight got old fast. And was now rather annoying.

"Stand up," I spat. "I'm tired of people bowing down before me."

The four exchanged uneasy looks before doing as I commanded.

"Forgive us, Divine." The tallest of them spoke. She was extremely pretty and about my age. "We didn't mean to offend."

"You didn't offend me," I huffed, marching to the nearby marble bench that faced a small pond. "At least not on purpose. Just don't bow if you see me again. Or call me Divine."

"Then what should we call you, Your Ladyship?"

"Ziva. And before you spout that bullshit about being unworthy, forget it. As your goddess's daughter, I command you to call me my name." I didn't believe that Mother was a god, but I was just sick of these formalities. And the only way to stop this nonsense was to pull the goddess card.

"Of course, Lady Ziva," they half bowed.

I sighed at the added "Lady" portion, but let it go. It was better than the alternative.

With that out of the way, I took time to examine them. There were three girls and one boy. All rather beautiful. Like models right out of a magazine. And they were dressed in white tunics and laced sandals. Giving a rather angelic look. Or how I'd imagine priestesses/priests looked like in fantasy.

"What are your names," I asked. Trying to distract myself from the insane events of the day. And also curious to find out about the people of this world.

"I'm Asha," the Asian looking girl, and clearly the leader, curtsied as she spoke. "A humble priestess in Ophelia's Temple. And these are some of my acolytes. Go on," she spoke to the other who stood no taller than her hips. "Introduce yourselves."

"I'm Sella," The younger blonde said, mirroring Asha's bow.

"Tori," the blonde boy did the same. "Your Worship."

"Kyn," the Latin girl said. Smiling nervously at me. Though it was nerves from excitement rather than fear. They were all rather ecstatic to be in my presence. It was disturbingly... charming.

"Its a pleasure to meet you," I genuinely smiled. "You said your a priestess, and these are your acolytes. What roles are those exactly?"

"We are all your humble servants, Your Grace." Asha spoke for all of them. "But as a priestess I train the acolytes. Help forge worthy servants. And the promising few will ascend into new priestesses or priests."

"Oh," I nodded. So they are ranked by size. And the worthy grow? Was that possible? I wont even try overthink this. "As priests or priestess, what are your roles."

"To serve you. Do everything Your Worship commands."

"Again with the honorifics," I mumbled to myself. But decided to ignore it. "You'll do anything I say?"

"Yes, Your Grace." Asha beamed. Excited for possibly serving me. "We noticed you've been having trouble adjusting. If there is anything we can do to make you more comfortable, please ask!"

"You really mean that?" I asked curiously. Narrowing my eyes to examine them.

"Of course, Divine! I-I mean Lady Ziva. We've been waiting forever for the goddess to return. Now she has, and even brought her daughters along!"

"Your Goddess didn't have daughters in this world?"

"None, Your Grace. But it is clear you are her's. And we are more than willing to serve you. Ask anything of us and we'll do it. For even worshiping your feet is an honor worth all our lives."

"Oh you wouldn't want to get near these feet," I chuckled. "They've been stuffed in these boots for hours. Trust me, I know how awful they'll smell when I take it off."

"Please, Your Grace." Asha begged. They all gave me their biggest puppy eyes. "Let us serve."

The look in their eyes was so intense. Making me blush. It was like all their dreams and desires were right before them, and I was the only one who could grant it. If I refused them, it will surely break their hearts.

Sighing, I gave in.

"Fine!"

Their faces lit up with utmost glee and excitement. Making me roll my eyes, but also smile. Their happiness was contagious.

"What would you want to do for me?" I asked. Curious to see how they could "serve" me.

"As I've mentioned before, Lady Ziva," Asha started. "Just worshipping your boots is an honor. Would you want as to do that?"

The way she casually said that made me gag. She acted like it was the most natural thing for them to be at my feet.

"Or would you prefer a foot rub?"

My cheeks burned red. Though... that did sound kinda nice. After the the events that happened, and our long walk, I could use a massage. Honestly, I thought the local children in the village looked so cute when they were climbing my boots. I shamefully took pleasure in that. And wouldn't mind an encore.

"Fine." I gave in to my growing pleasures. "But I did warn you. Don't complain about the smell once you start. It can get really bad."

"Never!" They all exclaimed. The biggest smiles plastered on their pretty faces as they eagerly looked at my feet.

"Alright," I bent down to untie my boots. "Just give me a-"

"Please, Divine," Asha kneeled before my boots. "Let us do it."

Again, the intensity of her desire to serve made me blush. I've dated many people, not once did any of them look this eager to get to my feet.

Nodding in a daze, I extended my combat boots to them. Quite hot and bothered at the prospects of what's to come.

Asha and her acolytes got to work instantly. She took care of my right lace as the three smaller ones worked on my left. I had to suppress a chuckle while watching them climb my boot just to get to the lace.

It was entertaining to see the acolytes use their body weight to loosen the knot. In fact, they had to double team one lace just to get it loose.

On my other boot, the bigger Asha had already finished. Now she was pulling the laces to unfasten the boot as a whole. I wondered how she'd get the it off. These boot were tightly fitted, even I had to put some effort to take them off.

The small acolytes had caught up, and were now tagging with all their might to loosen the boot. I couldn't help but chuckle as one slipped and feel. Sliding on to the toe section. She shook herself back into focus and redoubled her efforts to help loosen the rope thick lace.

"Let me help," I said. Seeing it was indeed impossible for them to pull my boots off, I carried the 7-8 inches tall acolyte off me before effortlessly finishing what they eagerly started.

They pouted a bit, but ultimately accepted that they needed help. Waiting patiently as I worked.

With one tug, I took off the first boot. Instantly gagging as the stench poured out along with my moist, socked foot. It was sour and ripe from marinading in the leathery prison for hours. And for a second I hesitated to give my foot back to the eagerly waiting acolyte.

"Mistress," the three looked up at me expectantly. Their faces cutely reddening as they regarded at my smelly foot.

"You sure you want it?" I wiggled my toes above them. "It really stinks."

"We know, Your Worship." The blonde girl giggled. "We can smell them from here. And we love it!"

That made me feel ashamed. Of course they can smell it. I was further away compared to them, and the stench still reached me. It must be intense from their proximity.

But they... loved it...

Bashfully, I lowered my foot to the ground.

Sharing a giggle, the three approached my soaked sock. Bowing before it in respects.

"Come on, its just a foot," I mumbled to myself. Feeling all types of funny as seconds passed. The thought of my foot being treated as important as royalty was absurd. Yet... titillating.

 Rising up, the trio finally pressed themselves on my foot. Massaging it through the sweaty socks. Not caring about their elegant clothes getting sallied from my sweat.

The feeling made me shudder in shame and relief. Shame because they were literally drenching themselves with my sweat. And relief because it felt so good. But as time went on, I felt more at ease than shame. It felt nice having them at my feet.

"Your Grace," Asha looked up at me cutely. "Forgive me, but could you please raise your foot."

"Oh, right," I smiled. Looking over her work, I noted she had it mostly done. But even with her height, she wouldn't be able to pull my boot off with it firmly placed on the ground.

Using my hands to steady myself on the bench, I lifted my foot. Watching with curiosity as Asha wrapped her arms around my footwear and used all her strength to pull it off.

I couldn't help but chuckle at her efforts. All the cute faces she made, added with the adorable grunts, was just precious. But unlike her three acolytes, she managed to tug it loose. With one final pull, it slipped off. But the force she used was too much, causing her to trip back along with my boot.

She fell with a light thud. And yelped as the boot landed on her. At this point I couldn't hold my laughter. It was such an absurd sight to see someone get buried by a normal attire like my smelly boot. One that was bigger that she was.

"You all right," I asked with a smile.

"I'm honored by your concern, Divine," She stood up and started dragging my boot towards it pair. "I am alright."

"Good," I smirked. Feeling better by the moment. Especially since the other three were doing such a fine job. "But you better hurry up. My foot is fresh out of the oven, and its cooling by the second."

"Oh no," Asha rushed back, playing along. "We wouldn't want that."

"No we wouldn't," I sighed as Asha got to work. Which felt noticeably different since she had more strength that her three friends combined. But I enjoyed both sensations equally.

At this point, all my reservations were gone. What remained was bliss.

It was such a strange experience to have four beings worship me. Not to mention they were tiny and were working on a dirty, smelly part of my body.

And craziest part, they loved it. They absolutely believed this was the greatest honor one could have. That my foot was worth the world and they NEEDED to care for it with all the devotion one could muster.

I shuddered as my socks came off. Sella and Kyn took great care to fold the soaked pair before placing it beside my boots. Both bowed respectfully to them before joining their brethren at my now exposed skin.

I've been to many massage parlors and nail salons, but this was the first time my feet were showed this much care and love. Especially now when I watched Asha kneel lower. Bringing her beautiful face between my big and second toes to give it a long, sensual lick.

"Oh, fuck," I moaned. My blush came back. But not from shame...

The acolytes saw their teacher and followed her lead. Bending low to lick between my toes, under its arches, and across my sole. Lapping up sweat, dirt, and gunk in every part of the feet that towered their 7-8 inch frames. All while wearing adoring smiles.

My breath got rugged. Legs quaked. Unconsciously my hand snaked between my legs, massaging my inner thigh. All while my logical self fought against the horny demon that wanted to take control.

"Mistress," Asha called me. One look at her and I chuckled. Her pretty face was smothered with saliva and foot sweat.

"You need something?"

"No, Mistress," she shook her head as she rose up. Walking right between my legs.

My horny mind could help but notice that at her height Asha was perfectly aligned with my crotch.

"You must not worry about my needs," her hand came up and aligned itself to the hand I had on my thigh. But never touched me without consent. Like she knew her place and didn't dare overstep. "Would you want me to serve you here?"

The question was casually put. So frankly asked. Like it was normal for her to be a good servant eager to be put to work by her master.

Oh how I wanted to use her. My hand quaked with the desire to pull her pretty face and mash it into my crotch. Let her fight for air as I writhe in pleasure.

But no. I couldn't go that far. She was only serving me because she believes I'm the daughter of her goddess. Going that far would be indulging in a lie and encourage them to further believe I was Divine.

With a heavy sigh, I pulled my feet away and stood up. Walking right over Asha and her friends.

"No, its all good. I... I have to go."

"Did we do something wrong," Asha asked. Her eyes filled with immense pain. Like her entire world was crumbling due to her failures.

"No, its nothing like that," I frowned. "You were all more than amazing."

"T-then..." It looked like she was about to tear up. Damn! What was wrong with these people!? All she was doing was licking the sweat off my foot. Was it that good?

"Its alright," I got on one knee to address the four of them, "It was amazing. You should be proud. I just am occupied with other things to continue this further. If we continued, I'm not sure I'd be able to stop." I chuckled a bit at the truth in my words.

"T-then... would you allow us to continue? When you aren't occupied?"

"Of course," I faked a smile. "But for now. We wait."

Asha smiled and bowed, mirrored by her acolytes. "As you wished it, so shall it be."

With my boots and socks in hand, I made my way back.

As much as I wanted this, I had to be careful. We were foreigners in another world. And dangerously mistook as the local's Divines. We couldn't act as imposters. What happens if the true Divine returns and sees us indulge in her name. She would definitely be furious. We just had to control ourselves until we found a way to go back home.

But for now I urgently needed to find an empty room to relieve myself.


..........


"Welcome back, Hon," Mother said from the head of the table in her room. Before her laid an array of fresh fruit, all in different sizes. "Come eat something. We haven't had anything in a while."

"Its so good," Aurora said as she gulped down some purple looking seeds from a large bowl. "Grapes," she clarified. "All puny sized!"

"Cool," I shrugged before settling down. Taking note of Kino who sat before Aurora eating a normal sized grape. "Why don't you just east the normal sized ones?"

"Because the puny ones taste so much better," she smiled with stained lips.

"Right," I rolled my eyes. Taking instead the bigger grapes to eat.

"So, you found yourself a room?" Mom asked while eating mini apples like small sunflower seed. Beside her arm on the table sat William who ate a giant berry.

"You too Mom?"

"They do taste better small," she smiled. It was nice to see her calmer and happier compared to the stressed face she wore since entering the city. "You should give it a try."

"I'm good with these ones. And ya, found a room. Its beside one of the gardens with a pond."

"My room has a pool sized bath," Aurora bragged. "And has a balcony that looks over the city."

"Mine doesn't have you in it," I smirked. "So I win."

"Ok," Mom cut in before anything else started. "Enough of that. We need to discuss what to do next."

"Aren't we going to get the other passengers?" Aurora asked while taking another bowl of what looked like mini watermelons.

"We are. But how is the question. The plane might be smaller, but its still too big to carry all the way here."

"We can carry the passengers."

"Too many," I said while eating a normal sized grape. Surprised by how sweet it tasted - better than any from earth.

"Well, maybe we can find a duffle bag."

"I'm not sure they will like the idea of being stuffed in a bag," Ma argued.

"Sucks to be them then," I smirked, imagining how Mother's boss would fume if I stuffed him in my smelly gym bag. Sadly I didn't have it with me.

"I'm serious. We must be sensitive to their feelings. Its hard enough as it is for everyone."

"Maybe we can fly the plane over," William suggested. Wiping his face with a giant, to him, sized napkin. "The Temple has a long enough leveled plain to land it."

"Thank you, William, You're the only one here who is taking this seriously."

Before we could continue our conversation, the door opened. And in stepped the beautiful woman who called herself Savara, the High Priestess.

"Your Graces," she bowed.

"Savara!" Aurora beamed. "Did you find some?"

"Of course, Princess," she smiled, clapping her hands as knee tall priestesses joined us. Carrying bowls of mini sized, cut up, mangos, pineapples and other varying fruits.

"Awesome," Aurora said as she helped the priestess place the bowl on the table.

"Princess, there's no need for that. We are more than happy to do it."

"I don't mind," Aurora shrugged before digging in. Moaning with each gulp.

"Princess? Really?"

"I prefer it to Divine."

"Thank you, Savara," Mother spoke for us. "I'm sure my daughter would also show her manners if she wasn't stuffing her face."

"Oops," Aurora giggled guiltily. "Thanks."

"Its alright, Your Grace. We live to serve."

"How did you find some anyways? I thought you said you didn't grow them in the temple's gardens."

"We didn't, Your Grace. Not for a while. So we had the Head Botanist grow some."

"That fast," I frown in confusion.

"Of course. It was a bit taxing on him. But he managed. He only wishes that you enjoyed the fruits of his work."

"Wait... hold on. You just grew it...NOW?"

"Yes, Your Grace."

"How." my mind couldn't made sense of it.

"Magic. Duh." Aurora teased.

"There is none such thing as magic," Ma chuckled. "Is there?"

"I hate myself for correcting you, Great One." Savara seemed genuinely hurt. "But there is. Its through your power that we are able to do what we do."

That stunned all of us. Expect maybe for Aurora who was always excitable.

"Oh cool! Can you show us some magic." She then turned to me and grinned. "So those who don't believe can see how wrong they are."

"Of course, Princess. But unfortunately my powers isn't anything great when compared to the Divine. We can only influence the living things in this world."

"Like how the botanist influenced the plants to grow these fruits faster?" I asked. Totally confused at what she was saying. But from what I saw so far, I decided to have an open mind.

"Exactly, You Grace."

"Is there anything you can do to show us you indeed have magic?"

"I cannot use my blessings on a Divine. But..." she turned her gaze to William, who froze as the attention fell on him. "...I believe there is a way I can show the gifts bestowed to me."

She walked over to Mother, her eyes set on William. With a gentle smile, she reached over and placed her palm next to him.

"Would you please climb on." She spoke. But was not understood by William since, unlike us, he couldn't understand the the language.

"She wants you to get on," Mother translated. "She wants to show us her magic or something like that."

"M-magic?" He was confused. "O-ok."

With hesitation, he got on Savara's hand. Once settled, she gracefully brought him to her face. In an instant, she shocked us all when her eyes started glowing. But as quickly as it beamed, it vanished when she blinked. Shaking her head like a migraine suddenly attacked her, Savara regarded William again.

"You ok," He asked as her eyes settled on him.

"I'm fine," she surprised us again by replying in proper english. I could tell, because it didn't sound like that musical language the locals spoke and we somehow understood. "Just a little dizzy from learning your language."

"You... I understand you!" William spoke in total disbelief.

"Indeed," Savara smiled.

"H-how?"

"I searched your mind to learn the words you speak," She smiled, lowering William back to the table. Smiling at the shocked faces that looked at her.

"THAT'S... SO... COOL!!!" Aurora shouted gleefully. "Do me next!"

"You already understand each other," I frowned. My own mind trying to make sense of what just happened. Did she really just learn an entire language in a blink of an eye?

"If you believe that is cool, you should see what your Mother can do. She literally created this world."

"That wasn't me," Mother frowned. "I can't do magic. Never could."

"But you can, Your Grace. You just need to remember who you are."

"Look, you can go into other people's mind right? Go into mine. See for yourself that I am no Divine."

"I can't use my blessings on a Divine."

"I'm not a Divine! Just look and see!"

"Forgive me, Your Grace." She bowed at my Mother's frustrated outburst. "I didn't mean to offend."

"No. Its not your fault. I'm just having a trying day." Mother sighed, guilt riddled her apologetic face. "Please just look in my mind."

"Again, Your Grace, I cant." Savara spoke with her head still bowed. "Not because I don't want to. Because I already tried and failed. The moment you claimed you weren't our god, I tried to search your mind. But I couldn't find access..."

Time stopped as mother's eyes widened in shock and disbelief. A feeling William and I shared.

"...I failed because I cant use my abilities on the Divine."