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The world spiraled in a frantic blur around Caspian as he gasped, choked, and sputtered hopeless pleadings to the brunette colossus seizing upon his minuscule body, finger flicking him onto the table’s cold surface, and plucking his squirming pink body up by its ankles while he desperately clawed at the ceramic tabletop; his horrified reflection retreating away from its smooth surface as she effortlessly lifted his tiny nude form level with her monstrously severe expression and disapproving gaze.

In the full-sized real world, this seeming “giant” was just a substitute teacher. . . but, in the world which she had created in the comfort of her own home, she was a supreme goddess, an unquestioned and undefeatable titan ruling over a society of little men forever trapped in a glass terrarium.

For Caspian, time seemed to slow down as he dangled in front of his master, upside-down and facing the wrong direction. He did his best to convince the gargantuan woman of his undying loyalty; frantically expressing a jumbled narrative suggesting that the other tinies set him up with jealous intent for his many years of faithful service and unwavering obedience. At least, this was the idea that Caspian was trying to convey to the giantess while fearfully dangling upside-down from the pinched grasp of her enormous, manicured fingertips. To the dissatisfied elementary school grammar teacher, all that came out was a string of high-pitched gibberish which would have probably fallen upon deaf ears even if the tiny’s stuttering statements were coherent. She had already made up her mind.

Caspian’s fruitless begging immediately ceased as he felt a blast of putrid warm air push against his backside; its rancid humidity radiating up the length of his exposed skin like a rolling wave breaking upon the shoreline. “Oh no,” was all the helpless little man could think as his goddess further widened her jar, exposing the glistening innards of her horrible maw with a breathless roar.

It would all be over soon. But still, Caspian couldn’t help but wonder which of his brothers developed this conspiracy and set him up. He loved his master. He was completely innocent.

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The world spiraled in a frantic blur around Caspian as he gasped, choked, and sputtered hopeless pleadings to the brunette colossus seizing upon his minuscule body, finger flicking him onto the table’s cold surface, and plucking his squirming pink body up by its ankles while he desperately clawed at the ceramic tabletop; his horrified reflection retreating away from its smooth surface as she effortlessly lifted his tiny nude form level with her monstrously severe expression and disapproving gaze.

In the full-sized real world, this seeming “giant” was just a substitute teacher. . . but, in the world which she had created in the comfort of her own home, she was a supreme goddess, an unquestioned and undefeatable titan ruling over a society of little men forever trapped in a glass terrarium.

For Caspian, time seemed to slow down as he dangled in front of his master, upside-down and facing the wrong direction. He did his best to convince the gargantuan woman of his undying loyalty; frantically expressing a jumbled narrative suggesting that the other tinies set him up with jealous intent for his many years of faithful service and unwavering obedience. At least, this was the idea that Caspian was trying to convey to the giantess while fearfully dangling upside-down from the pinched grasp of her enormous, manicured fingertips. To the dissatisfied elementary school grammar teacher, all that came out was a string of high-pitched gibberish which would have probably fallen upon deaf ears even if the tiny’s stuttering statements were coherent. She had already made up her mind.

Caspian’s fruitless begging immediately ceased as he felt a blast of putrid warm air push against his backside; its rancid humidity radiating up the length of his exposed skin like a rolling wave breaking upon the shoreline. “Oh no,” was all the helpless little man could think as his goddess further widened her jar, exposing the glistening innards of her horrible maw with a breathless roar.

It would all be over soon. But still, Caspian couldn’t help but wonder which of his brothers developed this conspiracy and set him up. He loved his master. He was completely innocent.