The mini giantess suddenly paused when she heard the sound of something hit the ground behind her. Had she dropped something? It would be a shame if her bag tore, the last time that happened she lost a good haul and had been forced to spend at least a half hour sewing it back together.
She lugged her bag over her shoulder and checked for an rips. Much to her relief there weren't any. So that begged the question... what fell? She turned around to find the source and paused when caught sight of it. Her eyes widened in disbelief and her jaw hung ever so slightly.
It was a person. She was staring down at a person. But... how? That should be impossible. She was a barrower, a little person who lived beneath the floorboards who only appeared to borrow when the time arose. She shouldn't be looking down to see anyone. It should be the other way around.
Still not believing what she was seeing or noticing the stunned look on your face, she crouched down and began to slowly reach towards you. You felt as if you should run, but your legs felt like cinderblocks. Her hand inched closer and closer until finally... you felt her finger poke you.
You yelped from the contact and fell back. Finally realizing what she was doing, the mini giantess jumped back. You were real. You were an honest to god real person and you were smaller than her. The borrower couldn't believe it, there was actually someone in the world smaller than a borrower.
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