Tiki had been thinking about the outrealms ever since her last trip to them—how small the world she found had been, how enormously powerful she had felt being worshipped as a goddess by millions. She longed to experience all that again, but she knew her mother wouldn't allow it.
During that last visit, Tiki had been attacked by some very powerful bombs, powerful enough to hurt her though she stood thousands of times bigger than the humans of that world. Naga had come to defend her; enraged at seeing her daughter attacked, she had destroyed not only her attackers but the entire planet. Tiki had never felt such awe as when she saw her mother grow to cosmic sizes to crush the world, and now it was her greatest wish that one day she would be able to attain that same power, but when she asked her mother about it afterwards, Naga had refused to teach her how to do it, and said she regretted having done it in the first place. Those people didn't all deserve to die just because some of them had attacked her daughter, she said.
Tiki couldn't see why someone like her mother, who had been worshipped as a goddess for millennia, would concern herself with beings so weak and frail they could be snuffed out with the blink of an eye and lived for a hundred years at most. The humans who had died had been little more than germs, and who cared how many germs died any time you took a step? Still, she wasn't about to openly disobey her mother's wishes, so she waited until Naga was resting before traveling to another one of those tiny outrealms.
The portal appeared in this world above a vast and sprawling desert whose sun-baked earth hosted only sparse shrubs and cacti. Few people lived in the area, yet the portal was so immense it was seen by hundreds of millions across much of the continent, and Tiki was every bit as huge when she stepped through. BOOM! BOOM! The land shuddered at her arrival, cracks spreading out from her huge feet as these settled on the warming clay.
She noticed at once, and much to her delight, that this world was even smaller than the previous one. Of the great rocky mountains behind her, not a single one even matched the height of her ankles. The city lying in the distance, where shades of green started blending into the desert's yellows, could have fit on a dinner plate with room to spare for the smaller ones surrounding it, and the same was true for all the others she saw as she looked around. Some were so small her eyes passed right over them without realizing what they saw. And the humans? They were so pathetically tiny that she never would have seen a single one of them, no matter how closely she squinted at their cities, had she not magically enhanced her vision to appreciate the awe and terror she inspired in them.
Even with that advantage there was almost nothing to see here in the desert, aside from a few ranches and small villages scattered here and there. Or so it seemed until she spotted a large group of humans a bit off to her right. They were soldiers, thousands of them, engaged in military exercises alongside tanks and APCs. Curious about those machines, and eager to see how these humans reacted, Tiki walked to their training grounds. The soldiers, who had halted their exercises when she appeared, hurried into formation as soon as their commander gave the word, packing together in orderly columns, though they plainly saw it wouldn't do them any good. Their weapons were powerful, deadly, but they were meant to fight other humans and their war machines; what could they possibly do in the face of an enemy so big her toes could raze mountains? Still, it brought them some small comfort to find themselves surrounded by their compatriots as they waited for this giantess to have her way with them.
It seemed they were about to die when Tiki took one more step towards them, but luckily for the soldiers, her feet stopped many miles short of them, though on Tiki's scale they were only a few inches away. Huge, billowing clouds of dust exploded outwards from those steps, as tall and broad as lesser mountain ranges. They swept the landscape with hurricane-force winds, blowing away everything and everyone they met with, and might have done the same to the army if the sandstorm hadn't run out of power after making it halfway to their training grounds.
Crouching low, Tiki beamed at the soldiers, taking in their little faces. The blood had drained from them all, and though the air was still cool this early in the day, almost all of them had broken out in sweat. They shook so badly, it was a wonder they could even hold their weapons. “Hello, humans~” she said. Her voice was so powerful it shook the air and the earth, and made more than a few soldiers cover their ears, but despite that, and despite her words all being in a language none of them could understand, her tone perfectly conveyed her mocking condescension.
“Let me introduce myself: I am Tiki, a Divine Dragon, and as of today, I'm your new Goddess. And you lucky little specks–” she pointed at them, her fingertip hanging disconcertingly close to the troops. It was more than two miles wide, big enough to wipe them all out with a single tap. “You get to be my first worshippers! This is your one chance to make a good impression, so get on your knees and praise me any way you want!”
The way she stared at them, the troops could tell she expected them to do something, but no one knew what. They exchanged nervous looks among themselves, licked their drying lips, and waited for their orders. Surely their higher-ups would have something in mind to deal with this monster, right?
“Well? I'm waiting,” Tiki said after some time. Her toes drummed impatiently on the ground, kicking up more sandstorms to sweep over the earth, sending mighty tremors out to rattle the tiny troops. The longer they spent in her presence, the more they fidgeted in place. She could plainly see how scared they were, but not a single one gave so much as a bow. Well, that was fine by her. “If you don't want to be my worshippers, I'll make you my toys instead!”
The earth put up little resistance against her as she dug her fingers deep inside and under the little soldiers. She uprooted the very earth on which the stood, as a clump several miles wide and deep cupped in her hand. Many tanks and APCs sank into the earth as the motion loosened it up; others were flipped on their sides or even upside-down. The soldiers were thrown off their feet, and some of them sank along with the vehicles. As they were lifted sky-high it felt like they were almost crushed under the enormous g-force, and even once her hand stopped before her face, the subtlest of motions on her part still shook them violently enough that anyone who tried to stand was launched away before long. It was all they could do just to cling to the earth and hope they somehow survived.
“All I did was lift you up and you're already struggling this much? You mortals are so weak~. This is why you should have listened. If you'd worshipped me, I would have kept you safe. But now it's too late. I have to make an example of you so everyone else knows what not to do.” Her hand started closing, massive fingers curling over the thousands of tiny soldiers. With no other options, they fired their weapons at the approaching fingers, even when these were still miles away. A few tank shells hit the target, but caused no more than mild pinpricks where they struck, lasting an instant and then fading away.
They doom was slow in coming as Tiki enjoyed every last ounce of desperation to be squeezed out of her tiny victims. She lightly shook her hand, watched them tumble all over, but once they were out of ammo she stopped hesitating and squeezed them together with that clump of earth, then held out her hand and sprinkled it on the military base nearby and all the poor souls down there, burying it all under mountains' worth of dirt.
With that affair seen to, Tiki left the desert behind and moved on to greener pastures. There were many towns and villages in her path before she reached the first big city, but they were so small they hardly seemed worthy of her attention. She could have toyed with them, but she could plainly see they wouldn't last long enough to get much fun out of it. Even the biggest of the bunch could be destroyed with a single poke. Still, she could use them to show off her power, so as she walked she aimed for these tiny towns, enjoying their subtle crunch under her feet.
These people had been fleeing almost since she first appeared in their world, spilling onto every highway with cars packed full of their families and whatever else they thought to grab before speeding away. They ignored every speed limit, reckless drivers weaving between the other cars on the road in their bid to get away before they were crushed. Some had managed to get as far as twenty miles away in the short while Tiki had been around, but even that couldn't save them if the Divine Dragon saw fit to target their towns.
With each measured step, her heel struck the ground with countless tons of force, pressing a miles-deep crater into the crust and sending powerful earthquakes all around. Those people still in town, or close enough to it, then found their sky all but replaced by the pale pink hues of her sole. Chunks of earth fell from it, striking the ground like a rain of meteors, wreaking havoc on all beneath her. And that was only the appetizer before the main course. Her foot descended afterwards, slowly but not so slowly that they had any chance of escape. Her victims could only watch that enormous sole come closer and closer, until they could see the Divine Dragon's skin with such detail as should only have been possible under a microscope. Only then, in the instant before death, could all these people really understand the true scale of their insignificance as less than specks of dust under the feet of this goddess.
The deaths of those caught under Tiki's soles were mercifully quick, but the same didn't hold for those around her feet. It wasn't the earthquakes that did most of them them in, nor even the deep fissures which spread across the earth from each step she took, but rather the blast-waves which blew them all as much as a mile or two away before dashing them against the ground.
To everyone in her path, Tiki was no less than a walking apocalypse, and the city of St. Francis believed it would meet the same end as all the others. Instead she stopped one small step away from its first streets, far enough to spare it the deadly blast wave though not the powerful tremors. Luckily this place was no stranger to earthquakes, and its buildings survived the shakeup without much damage.
The streets were clogged with cars and pedestrians alike in a big chaotic traffic jam spread across most of the city. A few vehicles managed to escape it, but they wouldn't be going much further. Crouching over them, Tiki placed one outstretched finger on the ground just beyond the city, and used it to carve a gigantic moat around the whole thing. The thing was impassable by car—only a great deal of climbing could take anyone beyond that huge valley. Some tried to do just that, leaving their cars behind to try and escape on foot, but many more decided there was no point in trying. Even if they made it out, they would never be able to outrun her now, not when a twitch of her toe covered more ground in an instant than they could run in five minutes. Besides, who was to say they'd be any safer outside the city than inside it?
In the face of such power, ten million people gave up on escaping and stared up at the titan whose bright green eyes beamed down on their city. “Well, mortals, let's see if you have any more sense than the last specks I asked to worship me.” Her voice was as intimidating as her looming presence, and so too was her gaze. Wherever she looked, the people felt as if their very souls were laid bare for her to see, and they dropped to their knees to beg for their lives.
There it was at last: the fear, the admiration, the worship Tiki's power deserved. And while she couldn't hear what they were saying, much less understand their language, the look on their faces was enough for her. “Very good,” she cooed at her millions of worshippers. “I worried you humans might be too stupid to recognize a goddess when you saw one, but at least some of you germs know enough to put two and two together.” She watched them go at it for a while, but couldn't stayed satisfied for long. After a couple minutes she raised her foot and moved it closer to the city. Careful not to cause any serious destruction with it, she placed it down over the moat she had carved.
Her toes rested just shy of their houses, sheltering many of them beneath their outer curves. They were huge; even her pinkie was several times taller than the city's tallest buildings, to say nothing of how much thicker it was. “Mountains” was no exaggeration to the microscopic mortals cowering beneath them. A powerful warmth radiated out from those monsters, and their scent wafted over half the city so it was the only thing anyone could smell. The people stared at them, unsure what to expect. Then Tiki pointed at her toes, and gave the word for them to worship.
All over the city people started towards her foot. They gathered beneath her as huge crowds, unsure of what to do, until she raised the mighty digits and delivered an earth-shaking tap. Then she harshly motioned them even closer, and the humans meekly obeyed, more frightened of her wrath than they were of her giant toes. They walked up to the titan digits and raised their hands to her skin, slowly rubbing it and hoping that they wouldn't be crushed in the meantime.
Tiki had to enhance her sense of touch to feel them, but once she did, it felt like bliss. She sat back and enjoyed it for a good long while, careful not to move that foot and crush her tiny worshippers before she was done with them. But the others were taking an awful long time to arrive, and she wanted them on more than just her toes.
Before long Tiki leaned back, until her butt went crashing into the earth, obliterating a few more towns nearby. She pulled back her foot, and turned it over on her lap. Then, with a bit of magic, she pulled all the little humans into the air, or at least everyone she could see, including those trying to escape through her moat. It took a lot of concentration to handle everyone safely, but she managed to pull them all towards her sole and set them down on it mostly unharmed.
Weak and dizzy from the thinner air, the humans struggled to stand, and looked around at their new environment. Tiki's sole was immense, as long as their city from heel to toes, and easily fit the eight million people now sprinkled out across it. It was a land of rolling hills which stretched for miles and miles, wrinkles as much as a hundred feet deep spanning the entire surface of that giant sole. The humans climbed and crawled over her foot like mites, tickling her until she scrunched her sole. Many thousands were swallowed up in the deep folds of her skin and crushed, while the others merely cried out and clung to her as fiercely as possible. It was so pathetic Tiki couldn't help but laugh.
“What are you so scared of? I'm barely moving my foot,” she said, and kept teasing them with the repeated wiggling of her toes. Everyone begged for her to stop, but their screaming terror only encouraged her to keep going. There was nothing more empowering to her than dominating millions of lives with such little effort—and, for the humans on her foot, there was nothing more demeaning. They were truly germs to her, their survival dependent on whether or not they managed to stay out of the closing wrinkles on her sole, and it was becoming increasingly clear that nothing they said or did could convince her to spare them. Deep down they already knew they wouldn't make it out alive, but still they held on for dear life, hoping against all odds that something would save them.
Though she was deaf to their cries, Tiki could see the despair on their faces, and found it a joy to watch. But while she was busy thinking up what fun she would have with them afterwards, a portal appeared just a few steps before her, and another woman stepped out—a woman with the same green hair, the same pointed ears, at the same colossal scale as Tiki, but half a head taller and in the full bloom of maturity where Tiki barely reached adulthood. Her clothes were shades of ethereal white, and on her feet shone anklets and toe rings which held more silver than existed in the entire world.
“Mother!?” Tiki stood up, instantly crushing all the eight million people she had put on her sole. Yes, it was Naga; as soon as she appeared in this world, the Divine Dragon stepped forward to meet her daughter. BOOM! BOOM! Her feet landed close to the city, which found itself caught between the two giantesses yet far beneath their notice.
“Tiki, what do you think you're doing here?” Naga asked of her daughter, arms crossed over her chest.
“N-nothing! I got lost trying to visit you again and... I decided to introduce myself to the mortals of this world before heading back.”
“This is what you call introducing yourself?” Naga gestured at the city. The surviving humans, hiding inside the buildings to avoid the titans' notice, understood nothing of the argument taking place in the sky above, but Naga's hard tone had everyone shaking. “You were making the humans worship you just like last time, weren't you?”
“So what if I was?” Tiki pouted. “You have humans worship you all the time. Why is it wrong if I do the same?”
“I don't make anyone worship me, Tiki, I merely allow them to do so if that's what they want. And I certainly don't threaten to crush them if they refuse.”
“Really, Mother? How many humans did you step on already, coming here to lecture me?”
Naga grimaced. It was true; her first step into this world had brought about the deaths of a half-million humans, and though she tried to be careful with the next ones, she could only do so much to avoid crushing any more of them at this size, and in such a densely-populated land. “Some things can't be helped, especially when dealing with such fragile creatures.” She looked at the city again, but this time her eyes were full of compassion and regret. “If I bring a little destruction, it's only to prevent you from doing anything worse.”
“You mean like what you did to that other world? It's not fair that you get to have fun like that and I don't!”
“You think I was having fun? I did all that to protect you, but I took it too far. That was a mistake, and I've regretted doing that every day since. I don't want you to repeat my mistake.”
“But why! Why does it matter what happens to these germs?” Tiki stomped her foot in frustration, and wrecked almost half the city in doing so. Hundreds of thousands died under her sole, and a million people in total.
Naga grimaced, but she said nothing about it. “They're not germs, Tiki; you know that as well as I do. They're humans like the ones in our world, only smaller, and they don't deserve to be treated as germs just because of their size.” Gently she held her daughter's cheek. “Listen. You want to be treated as a goddess like I am, don't you? Have I ever acted towards my worshippers they way you act towards these people?”
“... No,” Tiki admitted.
“A goddess shouldn't be needlessly cruel. She should take care of her people, and let them worship her in love and gratitude. It takes hard work, but in the long run I think you'll find it's much more satisfying than being worshipped out of fear. Come; why don't you–”
“Ow!” Tiki suddenly cried out and looked down at her ankle, where a great big fireball was blossoming. The heat stung her skin, and she pulled back her foot and rubbed it before it could suffer a more serious burn. Then another explosion appeared on the side of Naga's foot.
“More of these attacks.” Naga frowned and scanned the air above the ground, quickly spotting the trails of the missiles responsible for those explosions. It wasn't her first time encountering nuclear bombs—they were what the humans of the other outrealm had used to attack Tiki, which had led Naga to come and protect her daughter. In this world Tiki was big enough that even these monstrous things couldn't harm her, but that hardly lessened Naga's distaste for them.
Her frown deepened when she saw that there were many more missiles incoming. Though most of them looked on track to strike her and Tiki, some had veered off-course and would surely hit this city the surrounding cities if nothing was done about them. Everyone down there would be killed, and for what? She would survive them easily, as would Tiki.
Before those bombs could strike anywhere, Naga held out her hand and used some simple magic to make the nearest ones explode in mid-air.
“Stupid germs!” Tiki rubbed away the soot on her ankle. “As soon as I get my hands on them, I'll... er...”
Naga met her daughter's eyes with a stern look. “A goddess shouldn't seek petty revenge,” she said. “However, sometimes mortals need to be taught a lesson, even if it hurts a lot of them. These bombs they're throwing at them are far too dangerous a weapon for anyone to possess. If you promise not to destroy anything without my permission, you may help me deal with them.”
Tiki grinned. “Sure! I promise, mother!”
Naga nodded and smiled back. “Then follow me, and be sure to step only in my footprints.” She turned and followed the fading smoke trails, doing her best to avoid crushing any more humans. It was a nearly impossible task at her size, as each of her divine feet covered well over a hundred square miles. The best she could do was to avoid all the larger populations in her path, but that still meant she crushed thousands of humans with each step. It couldn't be helped, she told herself, and besides, she made up for it by destroying all the incoming missiles so they couldn't hurt anyone else.
Though she walked slowly to avoid causing any destructive shock waves, it only took Naga a minute to reach the source of those bombs: a missile silo on the outskirts of a city. The missiles stopped coming then, whether because they'd run out or for some other reason she couldn't know, but as she approached, a whole fleet of aircraft took flight from the base near the silo. Not only that, when she and Tiki stopped above the base, a huge array of artillery cannons started firing at them. The shells struck their toes, while the aircraft buzzed around their ankles and attacked whatever they could reach, but to the two Divine Dragons, their assault was about as harmful as a swarm of gnats, and no less annoying.
“Halt your attacks, humans. You won't damage us, as you can plainly see. We're not here to harm you, only to deal with those bombs of yours,” Naga said.
“I've met with the soldiers of this land when I arrived, mother; I don't think they'll stop attacking us unless we destroy them all.” The seconds confirmed Tiki's words; despite the clear futility of their attacks, the humans kept attacking. Their feet were starting to itch from the assault, and Naga was losing patience with them.
Why were they still attacking? She couldn't figure it out—not until another nuclear bomb struck her knee, with a second one hitting Tiki's leg. So that was their game; first the humans had baited them here with the earlier nuclear strikes, then used their military to keep them entertained while even more bombs were sent their way. And these ones weren't coming from just one location, but from all around them. It seemed they were leaving her no choice.
“I wished to show you kindness, but I see now you won't allow me,” she sighed, and blew up the incoming missiles like she had the previous bunch. “You were more correct than I cared to admit, daughter. These humans won't see reason until we teach them.”
“Does that mean...”
“Yes. You have my permission to go after anyone who's attacking us. Just try to spare everyone else, alright?”
As Tiki raised her foot up high, dozens of aircraft crashed into it, and many more were sent careening by the powerful air currents kicked up in the wake of her foot. In the next instant, she stomped down on both the missile silo and the military base from where they'd been attacked, instantly crushing them both. After grinding it down to nothing, she crouched low and swatted at the remaining aircraft.
With that threat dealt with, she and Naga each went their own way, hunting down all their attackers. At first Naga tried to be as careful as possible to avoid collateral damage, but the more she was attacked by everyone, the more she came to feel that these people deserved at least a little more destruction, and she stopped watching her step as much, even to the point of stepping on some cities that happened to be in her way. Millions of innocents perished under her feet for the crimes of their rulers, and millions more under Tiki, who didn't need much excuse to have fun stomping them into the ground.
The men at each missile silo knew the end was coming when the rhythmic tremors from their footsteps turned into earthquakes so strong the humans could no longer stand. The thick concrete cracked, the metal warped, the power went off and missiles refused to launch. The structures threatened to give, and for miles around them the land was taken by shadow. Giant soles became their sky. In some instances a missile took off then, and exploded against the soles above, its great flame doing nothing to halt their descent. Then the men knew it had all been for naught, that these unstoppable goddesses would crush them all and have their way with what remained of this land. In their last moments they cursed themselves for fools, shortly before their lives were extinguished.
Sometimes a single toe was used for the task, demonstrating the insignificance of the specks attacking them. Other times a whole foot stomped them out of existence, with heavy collateral damage. Their triggering mechanisms not yet armed, the bombs failed to go off, and with every new silo destroyed, humanity became still more helpless against them.
Naga and Tiki's hunt for the all those bombs took them all over the continent, so that by the time they finished there was no one still living there who hadn't witnessed their sheer destructive power or had their homes shaken by their titanic steps. A tenth of the population lay dead by then, crushed to nothingness under their feet, along with every last nuclear missile.
The whole landscape had been transformed by their footprints. Mountains were flattened, transformed into plains barely above sea level. Many rivers were diverted, and others left to flow into the deep valleys their divine feet pressed into the fields where they walked, to turn these into new lakes over the coming months. Even if both women left now, never to return to this world, their actions today would still have altered the face of the Earth and the course of history for ages to come.
“It appears we got them all. Or they've learned to stop attacking,” Naga said after meeting up with her daughter again. “Maybe now we can start to guide them gently.”
Tiki looked at her mother in surprise. “You mean we're going to be their goddesses?”
“We have to, now. We've already made ourselves responsible for them by destroying their weapons and so many of their cities. And since you want to be a goddess so badly, I might as well use this world to teach you how to be a proper one.”
“Really? You're not going to punish me for coming here?”
“Not this time, but you'll have to promise you won't visit this world again without my supervision, or any other outrealm for that matter. At least until you prove to me you can be responsible with them. Then I'll teach you how to grow bigger, too.”
“I promise, mother! Thank you so much!” Tiki went to hug Naga, stepping on thousands more humans on the way to her. Naga smiled, and stroked her silky hair.
“Good. Now, go to my realm and wait for me; there's something I have to take care of before I leave.” Tiki did as her mother asked. Once Naga was alone, she cast her eyes across the landscape and sighed. So much destruction that could have been averted if only the humans had shown the good sense to stop attacking her. Well, it was too late for any of that. Now their armies were gone, which put Naga in a bit of a bind. She didn't like war, but she understood that humans sometimes needed militaries to protect themselves from each other, or from other beings who would do them harm. If she left this land like this, they'd be powerless against any invaders, and if these humans were anything like the ones in her world, it probably wouldn't be long before some other nation took advantage of it to conquer them all—assuming there was another continent in this world.
Her next course of action had to be to learn if there was, but to avoid trampling any more of this world unnecessarily, Naga used her power to float off its surface and off into space, growing herself at the same time. The further she went, the bigger she grew; in a minute she was as big as the planet itself, and then it was simply a matter of floating around it to see what other lands existed. Sure enough, there were several more continents there, with billions more people all over the world who were seeing her for the first time now.
It was just as Naga had feared. Worse, even—just by glancing over the planet's surface she had already spotted several places where the people of this world were waging wars with each other.
Though Naga was revered as a goddess back in her own world, in truth she didn't have that much power over it. Here, however, she could enforce her will on the planet though her size. She wasn't eager to do so, she was wiling to act if that's what it took to put an end to these barbaric wars. And so with one outstretched finger she reached for the first battlefield to catch her eye, where two sides shot at each other from opposite sides of a frozen river.
Naga couldn't know who had started this war or why, but that didn't matter to her. She would make an example of all these wars, one which the humans would be sure to remember for ages even if she never visited again.
As her finger neared the battlefield, the clouds dispersed and the troops were flattened under the sheer pressure of the displaced air. Aircraft were blown out of the air, and countless people found themselves blanketed by the shadow of her hand. Entire nations lost their minds in the face of this enormous threat and curled up as if that could protect them from her.
A careless poke from that divine finger could have spelled the doom of hundreds of millions, but luckily for them Naga gave the planet only the smallest tap she could manage. The crater she left on its surface looked no bigger than a pea to her; and yet to the humans it was more than thirty miles across, and the impressions left by her fingerprint seemed mountains half a mile tall. No one survived that gentle tap, not for many miles around the crater, be they troops or civilians. But if that's what it took to create a peaceful world, it was a worthy sacrifice as Naga saw it.
She dealt with the other battles in the same way, wherever they were being fought—blistering deserts, dense jungles, great mountains, or fortified cities. Only when they were all taken care of did she bother to explain herself. “I'm sorry for all this destruction, humans, but I can't allow you to wage war on each other anymore. Know that I did not come just to destroy your armies, however. From this day forward you will live under my care and protection. I will help your people flourish like never before. Maybe you can't understand this now, but some day you will, and you'll thank me for what I've done. And so you'll know I'm always there to help, I'll keep your planet with me wherever I go.”
As she spoke these words, Naga started growing again, to sizes far beyond their world's—but while the humans had a sense that she was getting bigger, they had no idea how much bigger she'd become until she reached for their little world. Her fingertips were massively bigger than the Earth. To her, their world was barely the size of a sesame seed, floating helplessly between her thumb and forefinger. As these massive digits closed in on them, all humanity fell into despair, thinking this would be their end, but instead they were stopped by an invisible barrier, one which encompassed not only the Earth but the moon as well.
With that protective barrier in place, Naga could move the planet safely, and held it up to her face. No one there could truly feel the motion, but it still made them dizzy to see her cosmically gigantic body zoom past them in a matter of seconds. Naga smiled at the planet. It looked so adorable, that tiny speck between her fingertips, and so did the billions of little souls living down there. She turned the planet around so that everyone could see her, then brought it to her lips and embraced their world in a tender kiss.
This was the perfect size for her to bring the planet with her, but she needed somewhere to carry it first, and she had the perfect place in mind.
Releasing the tiny planet, Naga directed magically away from her face, and down past the length of her divine body. Her chest, her tummy, her thighs—the humans floated past it all, far too scared to admire the beauty of it all, until they reached her foot. There the world made its way along to the silver ring around her middle toe. A divot formed around the planet's barrier as it pressed into the massive wall of gold, until it was firmly encrusted into the ring.
Admiring the planet from afar, Naga wiggled her toes to make sure it wouldn't fly off, all while the people down there slowly came to realize what she'd done to them. Their planet, their homes, everyone and everything they had ever known, reduced to a mere bauble adorning this woman's toe. And that's all they would be for the rest of their lives.
Giantess World
Author's Chapter Notes:
A Fire Emblem story. Tiki visits the outrealms again to play with their microscopic humans. When Naga gets wind of it, she goes to reprimand her daughter.
Sequel to: https://giantessworld.net/viewstory.php?sid=13887&chapter=46
RATING: PG
TAGS: Tera, Fantasy, Crush, Feet, Butt, Destruction
Sequel to: https://giantessworld.net/viewstory.php?sid=13887&chapter=46
RATING: PG
TAGS: Tera, Fantasy, Crush, Feet, Butt, Destruction