Well this was certainly a predicament. One moment you were chilling in your bedroom watching tv, the next thing you know you’re in someone else’s bedroom at the size of a doll!
And if that wasn’t strange enough the person who owned this room had just walked in. You craned your neck from under the pillow and saw a sight you didn’t think possible.
It was none other than Margaery Tyrell from game of thrones! Man normally you’d be fanboying at the sight of one of your favorite actresses. But right now you were a little concerned with staying alive.
At your small size you were in a rather precarious position. You wanted to ask for help but on the other hand did you really want to reveal yourself to a Giantess! I mean you were trespassing technically.
However as you hid form the giantess she said something quite unexpected. You first noticed how she was looking around the room, looking under her bed and checking her shoes...wait did this mean she was...
“Come our little man, there’s no sense in hiding, I am the one who brought you here after all!” Margaery announced in her elegant voice.
Wait what! She’s the one who brought you here! Before you realized what was happening your legs started moving and your lips began to flap. You moved out from your hiding place on the bed and walked out into the open.
“Wait what do you mean you brought me here?” You yell at the giantess.
Margaery’s Head turns on the spot as she searches for the source of the voice. In didn’t take long as her eye stumbled upon you and her gaze was affixed to you. A smile formed on her lips as her eyes went wide with joy.
“Oh there you are! I thought you had actually managed to get away!” Margaery said happily.
You stopped in your tracks as you realized what you had done, you wanted to run but at your size you wouldn’t get far. Not to mention you were on top of her extremely high bed. And then there was that giantess herself. You were trapped.
“Yes, it’s good you’re still here, I thought the spell had made you sprout wings haha. Can you imagine how absurd that would’ve been!” Margaery said teasing you.
The gorgeous game of thrones character walked over to the bed and stood over you, smiling brightly. From this angle she did look even more beautiful than she did on the show. Maybe it was the lack of cameras and the fact she was magnified tenfold to you!
You tried to back away but Margaery quickly reached down for you, at this point your survival skills kicked in and you tried running. However your puny doll size was no match for the giantess before you simply lunged forward and grabbed you!
“Not so fast little one, I didn’t have you Shrunken and teleported here for you to just run away!” Margaery told you.
The huge brunette then climbed onto her bed and sat with her back against the headboard. Holding you in her massive hand she smiled down at you as she looked you over.
“Wonderful, the sorcerer I hired did an excellent job. Everything seems to be to scale, although I must inquire to what those strange garments are you’re wearing, are they braavosi?” Margaery asked.
Wait was she really telling you that she used black magic to summon and shrink you! What the hell was going on! Was this some kind of sick dimension where magic and game of thrones was real? You had so many questions. But whilst you were having a panic attack there was someone else who wanted questions answered.
“Pardon me little one but I asked you where you got those garments. Do not make me ask again please.” Margaery said in a slightly threatening manner.
You looked up and saw the Tyrell maidens expression had changed from pleasant to stern, not wanting to piss her off you answer her.
“S-sorry...er my lady...forgive my...poor manners.” You say, trying your best to sound like someone from this world.
This seemed to work as Margaery’s smile returned and she became much warmer.
“That’s better, all is forgiven little one. Now please continue.” Margaery insisted.
“Right you see I’m from...a land far across the narrow sea, farther than anywhere you’ve heard of. It’s a place called...Europe...ium...la...yeah europiumla...” you lie.
You looked up at her wondering if she would buy this. Lucky for you she smiled and seemed to believe you.
“Europiumla. My that sounds like an interesting land. Well you’ll have plenty of time to tell me about it now that you’re my________”
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