Feet

You’ve been awfully bold lately, insulting my giantess size and thinking you could get away unscathed. But you’re about to learn how wrong you are. Tiny punishment is best served under my feet, worshipping them and praising them for all the hard work they’ve done wrecking your town and leaving no building untouched. Struggle while I bounce you between my feet haphazardly, useless to deter my onslaught. It doesn’t stop at my feet, tiny bitch. Worship you giantess mommy’s ass. Kiss my big, round, butt, despite how petrified you are that I can bend down and ruin you in a single movement. You punishment involves some dirtier acts, too. I will stuff your puny face into my armpits until you’ve learned your lesson about being rude to your giant queen. Inhale pungent breaths from deep in my bellybutton as your punishment continues in a never-ending loop of degrading tasks. Your little body is no match for mine. Not when your entire being is smaller than my little pinky toe.