One second, life in of Earth's cities had been going on as usual. The next, the cities and all their people vanished, only to reappear at a minuscule fraction of their size inside Isabel's mansion, the only man-made structure remaining intact in the world. Brought there by her divine will to serve as her amusement, the billions of people strewn all over the place looked around in fear and confusion, trying to make sense of their gigantic surroundings. Many, especially those who had been woken up by the transposition, thought the whole thing a dream, but even people of this opinion felt the reality of the situation when they saw the titanic Isabel.
Wearing her blue bikini, sunglasses, and sun hat, she emerged into the mansion hallways, catching the eyes of all those shrunken people which found themselves in view of her. Everyone fell silent in admiration of her unearthly beauty; thousands of men, and hundreds of women, fell in love with her on the spot, while she stood and cast her gaze around the hallway, basking in the admiration of all those speck-sized mortals. Then, making as if she didn't see them, the almighty Isabel took a step forward, and so awoke her admirers from their trance.
Rather than Isabel's beauty, it was now her immense size which captured the attention of those millions. So gigantic was she that they couldn't even begin to comprehend it—all the knew was that she could easily crush any of their cities in a single step.
The hundreds of thousands of people in the first city in her path were overcome with terror as she came ever closer, her every step shaking the earth more and more powerfully until everything was rattling so hard it seemed only divine intervention was keeping every building from collapsing—and indeed it was Isabel's will making it so that they wouldn't be destroyed unless crushed.
At her approach all of them craned their necks back, gazing ever higher up at Isabel's face, until she was a single step away from them all. Then they watched her massive foot rise up and swing towards them. Soon her vast and perfect sole was in the air above them, filling up the sky while they watched on in awe. For the briefest moment it seemed to hang still above them, and the hope that there it would stay flickered briefly in the minds of those sad and pitiful creatures. Less than a second later, they were all flattened under her sole, their whole city reduced to a spot of dust on the floor.
Onwards she went, striking fear into the hearts of all those mere mortals who laid eyes on her, casually crushing millions upon millions on her way to the pool. Outside there were still more cities, and she stepped on a few more of them, savoring the feeling of all those buildings and bodies being crushed underfoot, before coming to a stop at her poolside chair, where she sat down with a book in hand. As she started reading, she cast her attention down to her feet, where another shrunken city lay right between her toes, having come a fraction of an inch from being crushed like all those others.
Down there the people all panicked as they stared up at her mountainous toes, each a mile tall or more. They knew how close they had come to being killed, and how close they still were. Every playful wiggle of Isabel's toes, carefully measured to leave the city intact, shook their puny world like a cataclysmic earthquake, threatening to destroy their whole city with a single errant twitch. Then, while enjoying the heat of the sun on her bronze skin, she raised her foot and let it hover over the city, playfully scrunching her sole to let all those people witness how pitifully insignificant they were.
The mature Goddess kept herself entertained like that for several minutes, until she noticed from the corner of her eyes someone else exiting the mansion. She looked over and smiled as she saw her daughter, Laura.
Laura was much like her mother in appearance, only... less. Shorter, with smaller boobs, thinner lips, less curvy hips, less shapely legs. She was still beautiful, but lacking that special touch of ideal beauty which was granted only by divinity. Unlike her mother, she was a purely mortal woman, and that had given her a gnawing inferiority complex. She didn't even have any special powers. If she had been left to her own devices, she didn't think she could possibly have amounted to much of anything, but under her mother's care she could enjoy many of the perks of Isabel's divinity—eternal youth, for instance, and having all her whims catered to.
Lacking any of her mother's heightened senses, she made her way to Isabelle in her skimpy yellow bikini without any clue that with every few steps another shrunken city was crushed beneath her gorgeous sandaled feet.
“Hey mom,” she said once standing beside the Goddess. “Do you know where the tanning lotion is?”
“Why, it's right here.” As Isabel held out her hand, the bottle appeared in her grip, and she offered it up to her daughter.
Laura pursed her lips and reached for the bottle. “Thanks,” she muttered, feeling uneasy as usual over her mom's casual use of her powers. She then took a seat on the chair next to Isabel's and kicked off her sandals before applying the lotion.
While she was busy with this, Isabel mischievously made dozens of shrunken towns and cities appear all around her daughter's bare feet. Those millions of people looked at Laura in terror, while the Goddess's daughter, completely oblivious to their very existence, every so often moved her feet around, crushing more and more of those puny cities each time, until she was finishing up with the lotion by spreading it all over her legs. When she finished there was only one city left, standing in the shadow of her little toe, where all its people cowered in their buildings or tried to flee across the stone floor.
Isabel watched the whole thing closely, taking in the terror that all those pathetic mortals felt at her beloved daughter's feet. She kept quiet about it, not wanting to interrupt, but when Laura had finished she couldn't hold back her amusement and burst out laughing.
“Mom?” Laura said, bewildered at Isabel's outburst. “W-what's going on? Did I do something funny, or... is this one of your pranks?”
“Oh, Laura. Just look down at your feet; then you'll see what's so funny.”
Laura frowned, but did as her mother asked, peering down at her feet and even moving them up to check on her soles. She didn't see what the big deal was; they were a bit dusty but other than that everything was normal. But then as she put her feet back down, she noticed what looked like various distinct spots of dust on the ground. It didn't take her long to figure out what they were; after all, this was far from the first time her mom had played with humanity in this way, though it was the first time she knew of that Isabel had made her crush so many unawares.
“Mom, I can't believe you did this! Y-you should have told me there were tiny cities around! I wouldn't have crushed them all if I'd known. I-I'm sorry, little guys. Are any of you still alive down there?” she asked, looking all over the floor until she found the one city that was still unharmed.
“What are you so worried about, dear? They're just mortals, you know; the only reason they exist is for our entertainment. Who cares if you kill a few millions or billions of them? You know I can always bring them back afterwards, anyways, so what's the harm? Go on, honey; step on the city. Feel their buildings crumbing to dust under your foot, and think of all those people fearing for their lives because of you. Show them your power, Laura. Show them their rightful place beneath your feet.”
Laura listened quietly to all her mom said and then looked back at the tiny city by her foot. On one level she felt bad about even thinking of stepping on them—not because she thought it was bad to kill all those people, but because she didn't feel worthy of doing it, not when she was nowhere near as powerful or as beautiful as her mom. But, egged on by Isabel's encouragement, she finally did raise her foot, holding her big toe above the city. And after hesitating a moment, she let her foot slowly descend on it. As her toe fell on the city, Laura shivered in delight at the feeling of all those buildings crumbing at the slightest touch of her skin, and once her toe was resting on the ground, she even gave it a little twist to ensure that it was all destroyed.
“You see? Didn't that feel amazing?” Isabel said.
“It... It was alright, I guess. But, don't you think it's a waste? Why crush all these people when we could make them work for us or do something useful with them?”
“Is that what you want to do with them? Alright, then, how about we make them clean our sandals?” Isabel pointed to the ground, where she made her own sandals appear next to Laura's. Then, on the marked imprints left by their feet after having been used for so many years, she made dozens of cities appear. The millions of people down there looked around in bewilderment, until they looked up and saw the two women—two Goddesses, it seemed to them—peering down at them all. “Go on, tell them what to do.”
“Huh? O-oh, right!” Laura said, blushing as she looked from her mother back down at the pair of sandals. “Hi there. Um... A-as you can see, you're all really tiny, and we're giant... compared to you... and we could kill you all if you wanted. So, you'd better do what we say, or else we'll crush you. Got it?” Laura waited a moment for an answer, only to then remember that she wouldn't be able to hear it anyways. “Doesn't matter. I'm sure you understand. I mean, you can't all be idiots, right? So, get to work! I want you all to clean my sandals, and my mom's, until they're completely spotless!”
“You heard her, you pathetic germs; get to work or you'll be crushed under our divine feet.” Isabel stretched a leg towards the sandals, nudging all of the with a toe. As she did, the people, who had still been staring at her and Laura, all jumped into action, spreading out all over the surface of their sandals to clean up the stains left by their foot sweat over the years. While Isabel stretched out to relax, Laura kept staring at the sandals for a while, holding her feet close to them and thinking how many millions of germ-sized people must be down there, toiling under the sun for her whims. Knowing that was so empowering, and from time to time she couldn't help but tease all those people by nudging them with her toe or holding her foot overhead as if to crush them all.
After a while she lay back to relax along with her mom, pushing them out of her mind so completely that when she got up an hour later she casually slipped on her sandals and only the feeling of all those cities being bulldozed by her sole reminded her of their existence. She moved her feet back guiltily to see if any had survived; they hadn't, but to her surprise, they had left her insole completely spotless. Then she watched as her mother also stood and slipped on her sandals, wiggling her toes over the remains of all those puny cities.
“Shall we get going, dear? There's still so many more cities left to deal with. Maybe you can think of something else for them to do before I have to put them all back to normal,” Isabel said, heading back inside ahead of her daughter.
As Laura watched her walking for a bit, watching especially how her mother's feet crushed all those cities in her path, she couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to be in their place, and watch her mother in all her godly glory coming to step on them. The image flashed in her mind and she shivered at it, then shook her head and followed her mom, looking forward to this mother-daughter bonding time.
Giantess World
Author's Chapter Notes:
All of humanity is shrunk and transported into Isabel's home, to be crushed under Isabel's and her daughter's feet.
RATING: PG
TAGS: Nano, Feet, Footwear, Destruction, Unaware
Commissioned by Luisantiago1 on DA
RATING: PG
TAGS: Nano, Feet, Footwear, Destruction, Unaware
Commissioned by Luisantiago1 on DA