Lottie's Terrifying Discovery
A Goddess's Disgust Turns to Curiosity
You cower on the living room floor, paralyzed with fear as a colossal form looms over you. Lottie, a goddess in a blue and green floral dress, has spotted you. Her voice echoes from the heavens, a mixture of confusion and revulsion.
"Urgh, who are you??" she asks, her tone making it clear that she doesn't want to know. Her enormous face descends, a sun blotting out the light. She squints, trying to make sense of the minuscule creature at her feet.
"You're so tiny," she mutters, her lip curling in distaste. "Yuck... I'm not sure I even want to touch you." But curiosity wins out. A hand, impossibly large and delicate, lowers towards you. Her fingers, adorned with bright pink nails, close around you, plucking you from the floor like a bit of lint.
You are lifted into the air, spinning helplessly as she brings you closer to her face. Her eyes, magnified to the size of moons, examine you with a cold, scientific detachment. She is dissecting you with her gaze, stripping you of your dignity and reducing you to nothing more than an interesting anomaly.
You try to speak, to protest, but your voice is lost in the immensity of her world. Lottie shrugs, her curiosity satisfied, but her disgust lingering. You are not a person; you are a specimen. And specimens, she decides, must be disposed of properly.
As if making a decision, Lottie's giant hand gently places you on the edge of a small table. You're too light to even make a sound as you're set down. She stares at you for a moment longer before finally turning her back and walking away. You're left there, trembling and terrified, but also oddly fascinated by this powerful giantess who could so easily crush you like an insect.
