the bitch
Johnathon couldn't believe what he saw. What he was seeing. He'd just woke up in a kitchen the size of a metropolis and watched a girl he knew walk through the back door now as tall as a skyscraper in New York. Even her aunts dog was unbelievably huge and intimidating to match her size.
Any events prior to that were a blur in his mind. He had no recollection of where he was before then or how he got there.
He knew that girl was Chloe and he now recognized the kitchen in her aunt Val's house.
And that he was ether probably smaller than a flea or a tic tac or otherwise everything else had blown up in scale somehow.
And Oh God. Then that would mean. Oh no. Johnathon suddenly felt a knot in the pit of his stomach that made him feel queazy.
He couldn't stand Chloes aunt. Val was nasty bitter and cold. Her breath always smelled like alcohol. She was difficult to be around as it is, but now if she were to be well ..Bigger like Chloe. Having to look up at her like that. He couldn't stomach it.
There was rumbling that could have been mistaken for thunder off in the distance except as it got nearer it grew louder and turned into amplified voices.
The ground began its familiar vibration much like when the Giant Chloe walked through the kitchen and stepped right over him.
Except this time Johnathon looked skyward in time to see Chloe enter the kitchen followed by.. no...it couldn't be.. but it was... her equally intimidating aunt Val now a Giant in her own right.
Johnathon looked up feeling sheer and utter dread. Over come with nausea he fought the urge to throw up.
Their voices rumbled like thunder as they argued and the ground shook beneath him each time they took a step.
"I TOLD YOU TO BE HOME BY 11'OCLOCK." BOomed Vals voice.
"I KNOW BUT.." Said Chloe.
"NO EXCUSES".
"LET ME EXPLAIN."
"THERES NOTHING TO EXPLAIN, YOU'RE GROUNDED."
There are more tremors and vibrations as Chloe storms off to her room and and ear shattering BOOM from a door being slammed shut. Chloes aunt really did look like a Greek Goddess towering over eveything on high in her white robe. He had no words. His worst fear realized. Val had truly become a GOD.
She gave off a strong radiated scent of sweat mixed with alcohol and rose pedals.
The smell of alcohol was strong. It was the scent she was most known for.
Then there were more tremors as Taz the ferocious Chihuahua followed her heels.
And there Taz stood between Vals bare feet. Taz moved in on Johnathon sniffing him until he was pressed against the dogs cold nose and knocked off balance. Taz began to growl and snarl. In an instant he bore his razor sharp teeth and lunged forward. Next thing Johnathon knew hot breath was washing over him and he was covered and dripping in hot sticky saliva on a large spongy surface like a tongue. He was in Tazs mouth.
VAL**
Val was standing in the kitchen in nothing but a bath robe confronting her brat niece who had the audacity to waltz into her house in the early hours of the morning and upset her dog who went off on a barking tantrum waking her up and causing her to get out of bed after she'd already passed out for the evening from a good buzz. Mean while her boyfriend Daniel was still upstairs asleep in bed. Her niece under minded her authority by disobeying curfew and now she had the audacity to talk back to her.
Whats worse is Taz was barking and making such a fuss at her feet. She glanced down to see him intently interested in what looked like a spec, possibly a bug or a piece of lint or something. She couldn't be bothered to move in and take a closer look. She tried to pull Taz away but whatever it was he picked up in his mouth already.
So she forced open his jaw and looked inside barely able to see anything she dug the speck out with her finger. Holding it up to her eye she couldn't quite make out what it was. It looked like a piece of dirt. So she absent mindedly flicked it away.
Johnathon**
One moment Johnathon was in Tazs mouth sure he was going to be swallowed. The next he was covered in Tazs spit being rocked about to find himself stuck to the tip of Vals finger. He got to experience how high up she was as he elevated quickly up the length of her body as Val brought her finger close to her eye for inspection. Johnathon couldn't view Vals face in its entirety as he rose up past her massive chin lips and nose until he stood facing her gigantic eye larger than any billboard he'd ever seen.
He took the opportunity after coughing up Tazs saliva to jump and shout waving his arms to try and get Val to recognize him.
To no avail as she flicked him away like he was nothing. He would have fallen to his death had he not brushed up against the fabrics of Vals robe trying to grab hold of one of them and lost his grip until he fell down the rest of the way and hit the tile floor hurting his lower back. He now crawled around in a puddle of dog spit at the feet of his savior.
Vals feet were intimidating, from every wrinkle to the blood coursing through powerful veins. She had well manicured toe nails and wore a toe ring. Her feet had wrinkles and veins to reflect her age but she did have some pretty attractive feet. Johnathon hadn't really noticed them before. Problaby because hes never been this up close and personal to them before. He wasn't sure wether to throw himself at her feet and thank her and bow down or to run away in fear.
Goddess Val appeared to rein down from the heavens when she leaned to scratch the heel of her foot. Poor Johnathon tried to rid himself of the idea that Val was a God. He had to remind himself that she was just larger in scale somehow but he was still traumatized from being swallowed by her chihuahua Taz.
Then rescued and ending up stuck to the tip of her finger. Lifted up in front of her eye only to be thrown away. He'd tried to make contact with her but for all his shouting it must have been impossible for her to hear him. Considering a person never hears a tiny bug speak. And she couldn't recognize him either. He must really be small if she couldn't even focus in on him when he was right in front of her eye.
Realizing that he couldn't make contact or communicate with these mammoth beings that had been casual people in his life really wedged the gap between him being inferior and them being of some sort of divine status.
Especially Val who hes always disliked. Seconds ago he was stuck to the tip of her finger covered in spit for godsakes. He was in awe of her and intimidated by her sheer size. How could he not be? He was terrified of her and deeply troubled by the thoughts in his head starting to surface about her being a sort of deity.
There was this sudden urge to find away back to being his normal sized self if only never to have to look up at Chloes aunt like that again. Before this phenomenon he had always stood taller than these women. Although it was becoming more difficult to imagine himself ever being like them seeing as how they've become colossal giants.
Johnathon didn't feel safe on his own. With Taz roaming about. He decided he needed to stay as close to this goddess as possible for now. If only for protection. Her feet seemed to be the only way to reach her.
So he did the only thing that made sense at the moment. He did the unthinkable. He climbed Vals pretty foot up one of the ridge sized creases between her toes hoping to be able to hold on once he got to the top. It was like climbing a mountain of flesh if he had to describe it.
Vals skin smelled sweet like lotion but also like sweat and dirt. Her feet smelled like feet and Johnathon couldn't have been closer to the smell if he were at his old height and sniffing her foot upclose with his nose. He was engulfed in it.
But that was the least of his worries as Val lifted her foot and began to walk. He clung to her flesh and held on for dear life. His surroundings sped past in a blur. And he felt the powerful tremors each time her foot touched the ground with a boom. He had no idea how fast her foot was going but it was terrifying as it was like no ride he'd ever been on before.
Val headed up stairs anxious to get back into bed unaware of the tiny passenger hanging on to her foot for dear life along for the ride. After removing her robe and draping it over a chair she got into bed and crawled underneath the covers and turned over.
Johnathon was greatful her foot falls had come to an end and the ride was over. Still a bit stunned he climbed down admiring Vals feet proped on their sides marveling at how he'd been able to climb one. Their scent rubbed off on him so he smelled like them too.
Vals endless legs seemed to disappear into a vast cave underneath the blanket that served as the ceiling over head. Johnathon couldn't help but feel claustrophobic. He got down on his hands and knees crawling underneath the fabrics of the blanket which weighed heavy on his back for what seemed like an eternity until he reached the end.
He crawled out from underneath the blanket and turned to see Val and Daniel, their bodies vast like the Colorado mountains span for miles across the entire length of the bed.
He walked to the beds edge and saw everything in the bedroom vast and spread out scaled as buildings just like back in the kitchen. He got to see how far everything was out of reach and how the ground seemed stories below. With no idea of what was going on or what to expect he just knew he didn't like where things were headed.