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Sneeze Goddess - Giantess Shows Cruelty to Shrunken People

Sneeze Goddess - Giantess Shows Cruelty to Shrunken People The world has gone mad, and everyone has shrunken to microscopic size but me! at first, i took on the role of provider, caring for all the tiny people who can't fe...

Sneeze Goddess - Giantess Shows Cruelty to Shrunken People
Sneeze Goddess - Giantess Shows Cruelty to Shrunken People
Sneeze Goddess - Giantess Shows Cruelty to Shrunken People

Sneeze Goddess - Giantess Shows Cruelty to Shrunken People

The world had been turned upside down; everyone had shrunken to the size of ants, and I was the only one left standing tall. My name is Elara, and I am the Sneeze Goddess.

At first, I tried to help the shrunken people find their way back to normalcy. I set up shelters and food supplies for them, but as time went on, I grew tired of their constant dependency on me. Their tiny voices grated on my nerves, and their pleas for help only fueled my boredom and power hunger.

Then it hit me - I could use them to satisfy my own desires. I am not a cruel person, but I am a Goddess who must be worshipped. And so, I devised a game for the shrunken people: worship me, and you might just survive. Refuse, and you will face my wrath.

I made a small altar in my home and instructed the shrunken people to gather there daily. They would have to prove their devotion to me by performing various tasks that would please their Sneeze Goddess. Some would have to clean my shoes, others would have to massage my feet and soles. Some would even rub their faces in my armpits, breathing in my scent as a sign of submission.

But my favorite form of worship was when they begged me to smush them under my bare feet. They would lie down on the ground, eyes closed, praying for a glimpse of the heaven they knew only existed in their miniature world. And when I stomped down on them, grinding their bodies into the dust, they would let out a satisfying moan – a mix of pain and pleasure that sent shivers down my spine.

Of course, not all of them were willing to submit to my desires. I would find these rebels and punish them. I would crush them between my fingers, step on them like bugs, or even push them into my mouth as a snack. Their screams were music to my ears, and their pain was a reminder of who was in control.

The Sneeze Goddess reigns supreme, and all shall bow before me. For those who do not, well... there are countless ways to say goodbye to this cruel world.

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