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Jill and Henry were scavengers; tinies, as the giants would call them. They were both entering adulthood, about four months old, and scavenged together any time they could find an excuse to go. They loved the cheers of the other scavengers as they arrived home with a pair of potato chips, enough to feed a family for several days.

Today they were going to the apartment of a woman whose name they had recently learned was Farideh, from the rare occasion she had friends over. Her living room was often great to scavenge, snacks of all kinds fell under the couch, and she rarely cleaned them up afterwards. No need for climbing kitchen counters or pantry shelves like the more diligent residents of the bulding.

They crawled through the tiny crack in the floorboards of her living room. The lights were off, she was probably still in class. That should make this a piece of cake, not that they could carry back more than a few crumbs if that was literally the case.

"I don't see anything Jill. Should we risk getting closer?" Henry asked.

"She's not even here Henry, don't be such a baby." Jill replied.

"You're probably right. She might have left a few crumbs, but I don't think we're coming back with whole chips today."

They had reached the couch, a few minutes walk at their miniscule size. "Yeah, but easy crumbs are better than pantry climbing or ant hunting. This girl is a blessing for us."

As if to prove Jill wrong, the keys turned in the door at that exact moment. The light switch flicked on, and a pair of shoes clunked to the ground as she kicked them off.

"Shit! She's back! Forget the crumbs, get back to the hole in the floor!" Jill commanded, breaking into a sprint towards the rug. It took them several minutes to get here. She could only hope they wouldn't be spotted. Henry followed a bit behind, having taken a second to decide what to do before Jill yelled.

The most dangerous sound for any scavenger shortly followed, the deafening slap of bare feet on hardwood floors. Farideh's were slightly sticky with sweat, and made a peeling sound as they rose high into the air. There was never any hope of outrunning her. Henry had barely gotten out from under the couch when an array of bronze toes with black nails nearly crushed him. He was afraid he had been spotted, but when he looked up, the giantess was turning the other direction. The foot in front of him lurched as Farideh fell backwards, flopping onto the couch with a whoomph.

"Where did I put that remote?" Farideh asked rhetorically, searching the area. She did not find the remote, but she did find Henry. "Oh look, delivery. perfect timing!" She bent down to grab him. He could do nothing against her hand, each finger was easily three times as long as he was tall.

Jill covered her ears, not wanting to believe the sound of his screams were real. She looked up at the monstrous woman in front of her. She had never been this close to a giant before. It was a sobering view. Even casually lounging, Farideh looked impossibly powerful. Jill searched her mind for anything she could do to save Henry, but what could she do against a monster like this? She was smaller than a single one of her toes.

Henry was mindful enough not to make any indication that Jill was there too. He knew life as a scavenger was risky; he was almost certainly dead. but maybe Jill could escape while Farideh was focused on him. That didn't mean he didn't scream bloody murder as the terror of his impending doom washed over him.

Farideh made no ceremony of dropping Henry into her mouth. He was rushed into her dripping maw just like she was eating a peanut, albeit a squirmy one. Henry disappeared behind her lips and Jill didn't have to deny his screaming any more. Farideh pressed him up against the roof of her mouth, nearly crushing him with her tongue, tasting his whole body at once. She pushed her tongue forward, rubbing it across him. It curled back down, releasing him, then tossed him backwards where the muscles of her throat squeezed him and yanked him down to his final resting place.

Jill heard the swallow and lost all control. Henry couldn't be dead! They grew up together. He was all she had ever known. Blinded by rage, she ran up and punched the side of Farideh's foot as hard as she could with a battlecry as fierce as she could manage. Farideh instinctively shifted her foot as she felt the slight tickle. The wall of tanned skin came at Jill impossibly fast, knocking her down and rolling over her helpless body like a steamroller. Farideh had barely moved an inch but what was left of Jill was smeared all over that inch.

"What was that?" Farideh picked up her foot and saw the bloody mess on her sole. "Oh dammit, I squished one, I was just thinking I could go for a second one too."

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Description
Jill and Henry were scavengers; tinies, as the giants would call them. They were both entering adulthood, about four months old, and scavenged together any time they could find an excuse to go. They loved the cheers of the other scavengers as they arrived home with a pair of potato chips, enough to feed a family for several days.

Today they were going to the apartment of a woman whose name they had recently learned was Farideh, from the rare occasion she had friends over. Her living room was often great to scavenge, snacks of all kinds fell under the couch, and she rarely cleaned them up afterwards. No need for climbing kitchen counters or pantry shelves like the more diligent residents of the bulding.

They crawled through the tiny crack in the floorboards of her living room. The lights were off, she was probably still in class. That should make this a piece of cake, not that they could carry back more than a few crumbs if that was literally the case.

"I don't see anything Jill. Should we risk getting closer?" Henry asked.

"She's not even here Henry, don't be such a baby." Jill replied.

"You're probably right. She might have left a few crumbs, but I don't think we're coming back with whole chips today."

They had reached the couch, a few minutes walk at their miniscule size. "Yeah, but easy crumbs are better than pantry climbing or ant hunting. This girl is a blessing for us."

As if to prove Jill wrong, the keys turned in the door at that exact moment. The light switch flicked on, and a pair of shoes clunked to the ground as she kicked them off.

"Shit! She's back! Forget the crumbs, get back to the hole in the floor!" Jill commanded, breaking into a sprint towards the rug. It took them several minutes to get here. She could only hope they wouldn't be spotted. Henry followed a bit behind, having taken a second to decide what to do before Jill yelled.

The most dangerous sound for any scavenger shortly followed, the deafening slap of bare feet on hardwood floors. Farideh's were slightly sticky with sweat, and made a peeling sound as they rose high into the air. There was never any hope of outrunning her. Henry had barely gotten out from under the couch when an array of bronze toes with black nails nearly crushed him. He was afraid he had been spotted, but when he looked up, the giantess was turning the other direction. The foot in front of him lurched as Farideh fell backwards, flopping onto the couch with a whoomph.

"Where did I put that remote?" Farideh asked rhetorically, searching the area. She did not find the remote, but she did find Henry. "Oh look, delivery. perfect timing!" She bent down to grab him. He could do nothing against her hand, each finger was easily three times as long as he was tall.

Jill covered her ears, not wanting to believe the sound of his screams were real. She looked up at the monstrous woman in front of her. She had never been this close to a giant before. It was a sobering view. Even casually lounging, Farideh looked impossibly powerful. Jill searched her mind for anything she could do to save Henry, but what could she do against a monster like this? She was smaller than a single one of her toes.

Henry was mindful enough not to make any indication that Jill was there too. He knew life as a scavenger was risky; he was almost certainly dead. but maybe Jill could escape while Farideh was focused on him. That didn't mean he didn't scream bloody murder as the terror of his impending doom washed over him.

Farideh made no ceremony of dropping Henry into her mouth. He was rushed into her dripping maw just like she was eating a peanut, albeit a squirmy one. Henry disappeared behind her lips and Jill didn't have to deny his screaming any more. Farideh pressed him up against the roof of her mouth, nearly crushing him with her tongue, tasting his whole body at once. She pushed her tongue forward, rubbing it across him. It curled back down, releasing him, then tossed him backwards where the muscles of her throat squeezed him and yanked him down to his final resting place.

Jill heard the swallow and lost all control. Henry couldn't be dead! They grew up together. He was all she had ever known. Blinded by rage, she ran up and punched the side of Farideh's foot as hard as she could with a battlecry as fierce as she could manage. Farideh instinctively shifted her foot as she felt the slight tickle. The wall of tanned skin came at Jill impossibly fast, knocking her down and rolling over her helpless body like a steamroller. Farideh had barely moved an inch but what was left of Jill was smeared all over that inch.

"What was that?" Farideh picked up her foot and saw the bloody mess on her sole. "Oh dammit, I squished one, I was just thinking I could go for a second one too."

available in 4k on patreon

also follow the twitter and Itaku