With a hard thud, you land on the wooden floor beside the massive feet of the giantess. You are relatively unhurt, and brush yourself off, trying to regain your bearings. You look up at the massive woman, and now it is more obvious than ever just how small you are compared to her. She is a towering skyscraper of femininity, with the top of your head reaching just the ankle of her nearest foot. You are only snapped back into reality when the giantess lets out a brief grunt of frustration and stomps her foot down, causing you to fall backwards. The massive ped landed just a few feet from where you made your landing, and you scoot back on your behind for a few steps, picking yourself up and running in the opposite direction.
Luckily she is so engrossed in finding you on the table, she hadn’t noticed you landing right next to her on the ground. You bolt to the other side of the room, making your way to a massive door leading out of her dining room. The door is closed, so you have no way of telling what’s behind it, but from across the room you can hear thunderous footsteps heading closer and closer. “UGH. I KNOW I SAW A LITTLE MAN ON MY TABLE. WHEN I FIND HIM, HE’S GOING TO GET IT. MARK MY WORDS.” You don’t want to see what she has in store for you and squeeze your little body underneath the doorframe to the other side. You manage to get out to the other side, and notice that it’s very dark inside the room. There is one candle lit on the far side, and with what little illumination you have to work with, you can tell what type of room it is:
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