"I...I...I choose to become smaller for you, my Goddess."You bowed, but despite the humble tone in your voice, you were a thrashing nervous wreck within. Your eye twitched spastically at the thought of the pain that would inevitably be inflicted upon your miniscule frame. But, you believed this to be the right choice. Goddess Sara always enjoyed looking beautiful and diminishing you, so the two combined together should please her greatly.
She nodded, not looking entirely pleased, or dissapointed either."Very well, Lu, my little slave."
She transferred you from finger to palm of hand, using her free hand to hovr it over you. Her index finger and thumb pinched your tiny body, squeezing until you felt like your eyes were going to pop, crushing until you were sure your ears and mouth and nostrils were shooting out brain matter and blood. Luckily, this was only a feeling of pain. A few seconds later, you did not die, but only shrank. Goddess Sara proceeded very quickly, not even giving you a chance to gauge how small you had become. This time her index finger came down on you, smashing you underneath a mountain."Hmm....might wanna use my pinky finger this time..."She boomed, crushing you again with said appendage. Again it came down on you, the size of a country now. And again. And again. And again. As millions upon millions of tons of skin and bone ended you, smaller and smaller you became.
Finally the torture ended. You were flat on your back, covered in the sticky well of your own blood."There we go. My, aren't you the most useless germ..."Her voice, now in slow motion, yet still feminine, was thunderous and the loudest thing you've ever heard, able to shatter all and her hot breath alone created gusts of wind that almost blew you away. You gazed up, completely awed and terrifed. Goddess Sara's eye an unfathomable distance away, galaxies, universes, filled all of the horizon and the sky before you.
"Y-yes, Goddess, I am nothing before you..."You yell up, hoping she could hear you.
"Good, good....Now, what to do with you?"She mused."I could have you clean the depths of between my toes...you know how I hate toejam...or I could make it simpler for you and have you simply massage the universe that is my nipple I hate the little bits of bra lint in it....or perhaps my tongue? My tastebuds need a good scrubbing from a microscopic man..."
She decides...
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