You are a very small person. maybe you have been shrunk by technology or magic, or maybe you have always been this way. To the giantess Lora, it wouldn’t matter at all, and in fact it doesn’t matter at all, because she has no idea you even exist.
You are scurrying around on the floor, not able to take your eyes off the sculpted body of the giantess in the room with you: Lora Cross. Her toned legs, her tight ass. any inch of her could flatten you like a bug.
Eventually, you are drawn in, staring at her beautiful feet. She is wearing flip flops, playing with them with her toes, moving them around. Amazing.

My husband is away on a long business trip, leaving me in charge of you- my lazy stepson. I confront you for doing nothing, acting like you’re the one on vacation. I am not going deal with you laying around all day. I quickly throw a shrinking formula on you, shrinking you down to tiny-sized, miniscule really. I laugh at you on the ground and put you into various places on my body, giggling about how small and helpless you are. Perhaps I should carry you with me while I go out with my girlfriends… maybe you will take you out and show them what I’ve done to my lazy stepson LOL.