Planet Ustolla 

Fiona stood stunned in front of the display, her knife already forgotten as she turned to the equally fear stricken director and rushed to untie him. “Okay, I made a mistake, How do we fix this” her frenzied worries punctuated by a loud moan that echoed across the world, The Goddess didn't shut down her broadcast, just discarded it. Elias leapt at her, fists flying with the fury of a madman as she tumbled him over and pinned him to the floor. “Help us fix this”, Her voice exploding in frustration. He spewed out through bloody lips “We can't fix this, She is a fucking goddess”. Fiona stood, letting Elias rise next to her. “Then we need to evacuate as she suggested, let's go, maybe we can get through before the pandemonium sets in”.

Elias watched has the rebels fled his office. They had doomed their world and then fled for their own lives, selfish wretches. He moved over to his window, dragging a chair with him. Stories of the Goddess were passed down from government to government, proof enough to keep the tributes going. He should have just been transparent about it when the rebels got too rowdy, instead, he kept the secret, and now he would watch his home face an extinction level toe event. He would not flee, This he deserved as he sat in silence listening to some final moans echo across the facility. As the rebels arrived at the tribute chambers they were met with heavy resistance, crowds of people had overrun the checkpoints, and every soul was trying to break into the prison. Shortly after the moans had stopped a sound of thunderous rain crashed out of every speaker on Ustolla, setting a sombre tone for the future.

As Fiona pushed through the crowds and into the large tribute chamber she finally felt safe, even has hundreds of people pushed her further and further into the chamber in a panicked mob. She was only briefly aware of the doors closing before she found herself naked, herself and everyone else as the lights went dark and all sound vanished, leaving only the whimpering of trapped humanity. As the Director watched the mayhem below, he began to drink his prize whiskey straight from the bottle. He had no reason to believe they were going to a better place, more likely a delayed execution. The light in the room changed, he turned to see the screens were no longer black, there was a figure, a woman, naked, glistening as if wet holding the edge of the broadcast device above her head with both arms outstretched. She was shadowed by the scale of the device she held, as she spoke it echoed across the world. “Hello, My name is Ella, I am a prisoner of this psycho, she's keeping me like a toy, You need to help me, This is torment, Whoever is receiving this, you need to save me”. Elias looked at the girl, she looked beaten and worn but otherwise healthy, He couldn't help but wonder if she knew her actions were futile as he heard the loud sombre rains stop as Ella dropped the device.

Charlotte's Bedroom 

Striding back from her shower Charlotte couldn't help but giggle as she saw Ella drop her pad, Flipping it back over she realised she was still broadcasting to her recently condemned planet, a flicker of amusement crossed her face as she realised she was giving them all a nice upshot of her divine nude form fresh from the shower as she thumbed the connection closed and glared at her toy. “I keep you sane and healthy so you can serve me well and you take the first opportunity that appears to try and escape from me! This will not go unpunished toy” as she berates her slave she turns and sits on the small girl, smothering her beneath her as she reads her other notifications.

“Sarah!” The name echoes around the Goddesses home summoning the maid. She appears moments later at the door and prostrates herself. “Today I will be taking breakfast with Cassi, I wish to discuss her latest endeavours, You will prepare all of the tributes arriving from Ustolla, I think I would like them all alive but small enough to have the texture of soup, there should be plenty of them arriving, Make it happen.” Leaving no room for debate Charlotte watches as the maid scurries off, she squirms a little to see if her toy is still conscious and smiles to herself.

Ustollians

The mass of life was becoming unbearable for Fiona, how long would they be kept in the dark seclusion. It felt like hours before the ceiling was raised off into the sky revealing a blonde face that must have been miles in diameter eclipsing the whole sky. She looked innocent enough, staring down at them with keen interest before frowning and replacing the ceiling. “Holy shit, DID YOU SEE HER! SHE WAS TITAN” Fear and panic erupted across the room once the awe of the event had passed, Fiona found herself choking people out to get some space to breathe as her squad closed around her. “We hold together here until we get our chance to run”, Her team nodded their ascent and closed ranks as the ceiling was once again peeled away bathing them in light. This time the blonde truly was huge. Her eye alone was larger than their whole container; she had exploded in height in the short interval. This time she was smiling. “Okay, Let's hope that when we get out of here. It's not to her scale; this shit is hard to comprehend.”

Sarah 

Sarah looked down at the tiny boxes before her, there must be billions of them and more arriving every second, Now she was happy she had the scale right she began spraying the boxes with a hardening agent, making sure the only thing that would kill these condemned souls would be stomach acid, as the Goddess desired it. Sarah was lost in thought as she prepared the throngs of life, why was she not invited to breakfast, why just Cassi, was she jealous.

In her distracted state, Sarah was too slow to react as her wrist brushed one of the matchbox-sized containers from her desk, sending the mote sized contents scattering to the winds. She cursed herself for her clumsiness, realising that trying to collect the nano tributes would be a futile effort, they were already coated with syrem so they were all but invincible, although they would get lost in the fabrics of their carpet. She quickly emptied the other containers into the mixing bowls to add in her flavourings before she made any more mistakes. Stirring the caramel sauce into billions of trapped tributes created mixed feelings in the Maid, She was used to cooking with people, The Goddesses diet was near exclusive at this point, She considered anything that didn't run to be boring food. Although billions of microscopic people who had no hope of escape was also fine, for reasons Sarah could not understand, maybe this is why she is favouring Cassi.

Charlotte 

As she sat at the breakfast table stirring her Ustolla Soup, she revelled in their screams of horror, untold millions of lives, kept alive under the crush of their own weight as the mountain-sized spoon tore through them and turned them over like soil. “Just so you all know before I devour you all, I changed my mind about your world; I’m too lazy to destroy it”. She then began to eat, each spoonful containing millions of writhing naked people, she sucked and rolled them around her mouth, savouring their anguish and screams before letting them slowly slide down her throat to feed her mild hunger. Cassi was doing much the same, revelling in the divine power she was gifted by association, The feeling of power the Goddess wanted her to replicate with her next project, binding consciousness without the need for a body, The Goddess wanted Cassi to work on a soul prison.

Elias 

Sat in his chair with a killer headache, he realised a new day had dawned on Utolla. Rising and stumbling he nevertheless began to jump and cheer in celebration; He had survived, The Goddess was bluffing, there was no Apocalypse. Striding over to his desk he mashed the phone, trying to contact someone who had not fled the world in the panic when he hears the loud beep. Turning slowly, his stomach falling dread, He saw the countdown clock. It was currently set to 1 Month….and it was Counting Down.