Meanwhile the Magician was looking for a place to rest, he had to sleep for eight hours uninterrupted or else he would not be able to assign new spells. He tried questioning the tiny clowns that seemed to always be around, collecting magic drop balls, but they didn't seem to understand him.

“Curses, why can't these vile harlequin's comprehend me, I have tried every language I know – common, aquan, infernal, deep speech, orc, goblin, and even elven, but none of these foolish creatures can even remotely comprehend my elaborate conversational practices!” He kicked a massive blue magic drop ball which surprisingly, despite it being his height, flew straight at a stack of other blue balls, creating a combo that caused them all to disappear. Magician shrugged as the words “6 hit combination” lit up ontop of him. “Alas, it seems I am eternally condemned to be at this miniature stature.”

“Looks like somebody is practicing some skills.” Boomed a familiar feminine voice from a distance. “Could that be...” Magician gasped as the gigantic form of a brazenly dressed warrior came into view, she donned metal plating that covered her legs, crotch, and most of her chest, but seemed to expose right about everything else. Her titanic metal boots caused shock-waves has she triumphantly marched forward, carrying both her body and the gigantic (even in normal standards) sword and a small scale that was hanging from her belt.

“Justice.” Magician sighed.

“Hmm, I could've swore I saw someone landing a combo nearby.” Justice couldn't see the diminutive robed little person who was clamoring near her boots. Suddenly, she felt her head jerk upwards as she felt the force of magical energy strike her chin.

“HEY!” She boomed, her massive boot slamming against the ground, sending the Magician several feet back. She stared down and noticed the tiny flying magus scream as he collided into the dirt with a small poof.

“Well, well, well, looks like somebody's been playing with the forces that be once again.” She knelt down and grasped the dazed tiny between her tremendous fingers, pulling him up to her massive emerald eyes.

“Oh dear, Justice, you must help me! I have met the most horrible of circumstances due to that perverted demon and his absentminded barefoot vessel carrying accomplice!” Magician pleaded at the gigantic blonde haired girl, he knew she was naturally Lawful Good, but he still had to make her case – she was Justice after all.

“Alas, poor magus” Justice teased, mocking his trademark lofty voice “It seems as if the sacred law of 'Justice is always right' has proved itself true once again. I warned you not to play with the forces of nature with your stupid tricks and look where it's got you now!” Justice squeezed the tiny mage between her two fingers playfully and let go, leaving the Magician gasping for air.

“Yes, yes, I know, alas, I practice with the carefulness of an owl – without casting Owl's Wisdom, even – and I would not be in this most unfortunate of predicaments if it weren't for, and I repeat, that vile demon and his timidly foolish barefoot vessel carrying bumbling idiot of a friend!” The Magician was clearly sick of this nonsense, and Justice could tell he wasn't in the best of moods, but she was a playful girl at heart, and was sure she could find a good reason to have a little fun with her tiny friend.

“Well, I'll just accept this 'most unfortunate of predicaments' as a nice little way that the forces that be have decided to discipline you by bringing you before me in a, uh, compromised state, and it is my duty - as the bringer of justice - to act as the executioner of your punishment.” She smiled as she noticed an absolute look of dread come upon her tiny captive's face.

“Oh please my lady, do not act on this foolish sense of intuition!” The Magician bit his tongue as he realized that he had yet again failed to choose his words carefully.

“Well, I'll have you know my 'foolish sense of intuition' is what alerted to and helped us defeat Fortune – TWICE!” She growled, she was hot tempered and she could not stand the idea of further disrespect by a prisoner at that!

“Now you're gonna take your punishment, either you like it or not!” She clenched him in a tight fist. “But in order for this to work out, I want you to cast Dispel Attraction on yourself, I don't want you to like any bit of this!” Justice smiled, that last part was just her being creative.

“But, My La-”

“CAST IT!”

“Fine! But free my hands first!”

“I will, but don't even think of casting one of your little magic deportation thingies or else I'll label you as an escaped convict and DOUBLE your punishment when I find you. And I WILL find you!”

Oddly enough, that was exactly what the Magician was thinking of doing, but that last threat sealed the deal – he did not want to have yet another giant female tracking him down and her ability to see through his thoughts was a bad sign of how strong her intuition and perception really was. Unluckily, he had also remembered to prepare Dispel Attraction in case of, well, Star, but he had foolishly forgotten to cast it. Now here he was, in the fist of his titanic mistress, casting that exact spell to make his life just slightly worse. He finished his hand movements, and immediately felt a jolt of undesire, he didn't usually even like girls, especially giant ones, but as a male human it was still in his nature - now it truly wasn't.

“Good.” She turned him upside down, hanging him from her dangling fingers.

“Here, I'll start easy.” She formed a flicking stance with her free hand, and brought it up to the Magus's face so he could see. He squirmed as he felt her prod his head, moving it side to side with her finger, and moved up to his crotch. Taking a moment to charge her shot, she flicked his crotch forcefully. “ALL THAT IS ARCANE! MY VITALS!” The magician screamed, unable to tend to his freshly battered lower region.

“That's better, and hey, at least the upside down portion is up.” She mockingly re-assured him, turning the poor tiny right-side up. Relieved but feeling a sense of incoming dread, the Magician squirmed as he saw Justice's mouth slowly pry open.

“Relax, I'm not gonna eat ya, I'm just gonna get a taste.” She brought her tiny captive forward and engulfed him in her lips, pushing his head into her mouth as she sucked him 'clean.' Inside, the tiny's head was shifted side to side by her eager tongue, playing with him and hitting ever part it could reach. At last, she pulled him out slowly, giving him a tiny spit curl on his head.

“Personally, I think that new hairdo looks good on you, let's call it a 'justice swirl.'” She smiled brightly, her spirits having been raised.

“Well, I think the next part will need you to be in better hands then mine. I'm all out of ideas that would break my moral code, so tell ya what - I'll crumple you up and toss you for out for the next person to find ya, good by you?” Too exhausted to respond, the magician did not resist as Justice formed him into a makeshift ball between her hands.

“Off ya go!” Immediately the Magician felt himself spiraling through the air at an unimaginable speed as the well fit girl tossed him straight for who knows where. He flew for what felt like forever in a straight motion, not getting any closer to the ground, and he knew the only way he could stop was if he were to hit something.

Plump! He felt his body smash and delve into a deep cushion. Opening his eyes, he found himself suspended between two soft walls that seemed to crunch him together between their cushiony surface. He stared bewildered as what appeared to be two massive pillars part the surface, reach for him, pulling him out of his pinned position and lifting him to his new owner's face. Before he knew it, he was staring at the angry eyes of none other but the Empress herself!