'Have a good night Kassandra' I typed in my final message to Lady Kassandra, a giantess content creator. Originally I was to nervous to message her but we actually had things in common and had been becoming friends since then.

 As I was getting ready to get off Twitter for the night, I got one last message from her so I read it really quick, raising an eyebrow 'You to you're in for a surprise tomorrow '. I was confused but also excited as to what my surprise was going to be, as I turned off my app and went to bed.

 In the morning, I awoke to what felt like an earthquake as I sat up in terror, only to notice this wasn't my home, I was naked and laying on black wooden floor.... No, the top of a headboard? I then saw other people.... But some were huge and other as tall if not shorter than me.... Then a shadow fell over me.

 I turned and looked up, mouth agap: the face of Lady Kassandra filled my entire vision as she smiled at my confused, scared and aroused form. It took me a moment to realize that I was in her room and tiny, at these other people were other chosen peasants..... Chosen like I had been.

 I suddenly feel a pat on my head as Kassandra- no, My Lady Kassandra tapped my head. As I look back at the beautiful goddess, she's holding a ruler, understanding I stand up as she puts the ruler beside me, shaking my world, to see how tall I am.... I'm about 5 centimeters tall, maybe a little smaller though not the smallest I was in the group of second smallest peasants.

 A few days pass as I get use to my new surroundings and fellow Lady Kassandra worshipers and admirers, watching Lady Kassandra go about her day: Cleaning, editing videos, reading and talking to us, though I'm pretty sure she can't hear all of us. I was surprised though as she would pick me up and just talk to me like normal, even though I couldn't reply back, it was nice that she still treats me the same..... Then I found out about my job as well as being her peasant.

 One day she was making a custom video for a client and I was picked up with several others. Lady Kassandra didn't use toys or props, she just made edits so people wouldn't know she used really tiny people. My heart skipped a beat as she moved us outside, setting us on the wood deck, her beautiful and powerful form right over us as she set up her camera, gave each of us a tiny camera and her phone to record and to take pictures.

 I couldn't believe what I was seeing and hearing as she talked down to us in her sexy voice and moved her feet towards us, then raised her right foot, giving us a chance to get every detail of the underneath of her foot and little things stuck to it, before bringing it down on top of us, laying us all out flat but not crushing us. The warmth and smell of her foot was rather inviting and comfortable, almost addictive.

 After a few minutes, her foot was removed and she checked to make sure no one was stuck, then moved us into two groups: one to record her walking and the other put on the front of her wedge to capture her slight her foot in. I was in the ground group, getting shaken and tried to avoid falling over as Lady Kassandra walked by and over us, barefoot and in her wedges. It was an ah inspiring and terrifying site to behold.

 Finally it was time for a lunch break.... Or so I thought, I and several others close to my size were picked up by Lady Kassandra as she needed some shots of the inside of her mouth. This makes me tremble in fear and excitement as she brought us to her mouth, opening wide like the entrance to another world, her tongue coming out and resting on the palm of her head like a bridge.

 With great enthusiasm, I walk onto her tongue, followed by the others, before she draws her tongue and is inside her mouth. It was a site to behold as we passed between her lips, her teeth and finally resting inside.

 I started walking on her tongue, feeling her taste buds, admiring her teeth and slowly but surely making my way towards her throat, the one place there would be no returning from if I fell down into. Making it to the edge of her tongue and camera in hand: I look down into her throat, capturing the dark tunnel that would lead to anything or anyone becoming nutrients if they fell in.

 After my little thrill ride, I make my way back towards her open mouth, though her saliva is building up and making harder to move, forcing me to start running or risk being on the menu. Though I and several others made it to the tip of her tongue and drooled out onto her plate, I noticed several didn't make it out.... I was both scared and envious of them.

 After that, the day came to the end and we were returned to the shelf above her bed, given a view of her undressing to take a shower..... And all I could think was how lucky I was chosen to serve her, My Lady Goddess Kassandra.