“Okay… thank you anyways! Humph.” Jenny says with an edge of sarcasm. Frustrated that at the grocery store, they were out of the special brand of tomato sauce she was craving. Jenny walking her way across the parking lot, loading up her groceries into the car, and easing herself into the car seat with her 6 months pregnant body. As she does this, she takes her purse, and carelessly tosses it into the passenger seat; causing the drive to get slammed and smothered underneath her much heavier phone and an old gum wrapper
10 minutes later, Jen arrives at home. Unloading her haul, and putting everything away where it belongs. But as she takes out her phone, their entire existence gets caught in her grip as well. Falling out of her hand, and down to the tile floor with a little clatter. “Oh shoot… sorry little guys~” she sweetly says, as she raises her foot over it, and casually grips it between her toes thinking nothing of it. Passing it up to her hand, and shoving it down her bra as she goes about her duties. 20 billion people having no idea that, with every one of her steps, the little drive was being pounded by the rising and falling of her breast.
An hour later, Jenny sits down in her room. Sitting completely naked aside from her soft pink fuzzy robe, she takes them, and finally plugs them back in. Getting a cute idea, and this time plugging them in with an extension cable
“--be careful!! All of our lives are in that drive you have to… huh?” Liz continues where she left off, before she’s interrupted by a notification. Those in charge, now actively monitoring the state of their world, had sent a notification to everyone: This just in, world was offline for 7 hours, image of toes still dominating the heavens
“Jen… what did you--- AH! Jen stop! You can’t just… do that!” Liz says, as her TV in the corner turned itself on. Instead of Jen’s voice invading her thoughts, her image and voice were simply broadcast to that screen.
“Hi again liz! Sorry about that, but I did have to run errands. I hope my purse wasn’t too bad?” She casually says, idly clicking on social media in the window next to the planet
“I… Jen we didn’t notice! I mean, we know that we were off for 7 hours, but to us that time passed in an instant! Do you understand?” She says with her voice full of worry. Trying to get her friend to understand the magnitude of her actions
“Oh! So… you won’t notice if I just...” She giggles, holding up the cable connected drive, and gripping it with her fingers
“NO JEN PLE---” She unplugs it again. Fidgeting with it some, and setting it down on the bed next to her butt as she replies to a text. 5 minutes later, plugging it back in
“--ASE Don’t… argh! This is serious jen you can’t just play with us like that! There are so many people in your hands, you just have to be more careful… please?” She says, her tone dense with desperation as she noticed Jen’s image skip, and shortly after got the notification about the most recent power off
“You know, I don’t understand why you’re worrying so much. I’m great! And this thing belongs to me now. I get that you live in here, and that Thomas and Sherry do to… but it’ mine you know?” She says, as she holds it up to the camera. Completely dwarfed by her massive digits like it’s nothing
“Jen… I’m scared. What if you spill water on us! Or delete us….”
“Nonsense! I’d never do something like that. Promise~” She smiles, making Liz wince as she takes the drive… and casually uses the rectangular edge of it to itch her left breast.
“JEN I’M SERIOUS! Put us down!! I’m serious please...”
“You know, I’ve had a rough day today Liz. And if I want to play with something I own, then I will. I already said I won’t hurt you guys, so shush.” She says, clicking off Liz, and zooming out all the way. Her desperate friend’s voice fading into the distance. Liz’s TV fading to static as God’s focus shifts. Total silence coming out of the speakers as Jen looks down at the world on her screen. Slowly rotating, and instead of seeing it suspended in a normal sky, she sees their whole world floating against a backdrop of her feet.
“Aha… so THAT’S what Liz was on about. I don’t know why she was so worked up about it, this is adorable~” Jenny smiles, as she carelessly takes the sky, and shifts it around a couple times. First to the cute selfie she uses for her profiles, then to the ultrasound of her baby. And finally, to a photo from a few years ago at the water park. The image of Jen and her two girlfriends’ young wet bodies being on display for the world to see. “That’s much better to look at than some boring sky background. Gosh I should really reconnect with Stacy and Allison sometime. That was a fun day” She thinks to herself. Treating the sky as a desktop background for her, rather than the thing an entire world has to look at
Meanwhile, the world sat staring up at the sky. With every minute, from the timing of when they were off, to the haphazard nature of stuff happening, the general consensus was leaning more and more heavily towards the world having a single owner now. Mostly evident by the images presumably from a woman’s camera roll being plastered on the sky. With the initial panic over, and with some breathing a sigh of relief that the world had not yet ended, the little world’s social media was in a frenzy. Some groups of people (containing mostly foot fetishists) congregated, and even had meetups where people praised and discussed her feet in the sky. Setting up booths to get their nails painted in the same way Jen’s are. At the same time, a poll was quickly rising in the ranks “Which beach babe is your favorite? Vote now~” getting millions of votes every second, with Left girl (Stacy) having a substantial lead. Most people still had some uneasiness about what was happening, and demanded answers, but to take the edge off a lot of the planet resorted to participating in fun activities to make light of their current existentially terrifying situation
And all of this life and activity, is happening in the little cable connected thing nestled in Jenny’s lap. Practically touching her womanhood through her robe, and hopelessly dwarfed by her oversized belly, their tiny existence was allowed to carry on for an uninterrupted 10 minutes as she has her attention taken by the TV. Watching the weather, and flicking to a re-run of her favorite soap opera, before she lazily turns her attention back to the peacefully rotating planet: now getting some of the blue light it’s used to with much of the sky’s image being water.
As she clicks around, she presses her mouse down on the planet. Not that anyone could really tell right away with how haphazard the sky is, and how the rotation of the planet is programmed, but the subtle rotation of the world suddenly came to a grinding halt. At a standstill on her screen, which she then playfully flicks the opposite direction. Causing the sky to become a dizzying frenzy, and forcing many to look down and shield their eyes; nothing but a blur of girls and pool. “It’s just like a globe on my desk! I think I’m going to go…. Here!~” Jen thinks, smiling as she brings it to a sudden stop once again. The mouse cursor, invisible to the inhabitants of the world, coming to rest atop a small town in the northern hemisphere: “New Saintsville”
Jen zooms in on this town, and sees people congregated together. About a hundred men and women meeting in the town square and conversing with eachother about current events. Setting up camp around their local receiving station, to get regular updates about the world in these unstable times. The most recent of which being that of the world’s rotation; which experts say had no discernible pattern whatsoever. At this point, most had agreed that they were in someone’s hands now, and were speculating about who their owner must be. Based on the images that had appeared so far, including the ultrasound, most were speculating that the world must be in the hands of a woman; perhaps in her early 30s. But based on the foot picture and water park image, others were estimating that she could be as young as 19. All of them being completely oblivious to Jenny’s all seeing eyes as she pans her focus down to their town square.
Seeing all of this in perfect detail, as though it were real life, Jenny couldn’t help but smile. Seeing lovers holding hands, making smores around campfires together, and staring at what she can now see is a quite daunting visage of her and her friends in the sky. And as she watches their lives play out in front of her, and hears the sound of the people talking with one another and ambient noise like winds brushing through trees, she can’t help but reach down… and grab the cable. Feeling a sense of power, but not quite in a cruel way, as she dangles their existence quite literally by a thread. And after she casually drops it (the drive now nearly wedged between her mattress and bare thigh), she taps on the microphone icon.
“Hello down there! New Saintsville is it? Can you all hear me?~” The voice of god localized entirely within the perimeter of the little town. Jenny gets her answer right away, as the moment she speaks, she sees everyone react. Looking around for the source of the sound, which appears to be coming from every direction at once. “Good! Well… hello! Sorry about that dears, this is all kind of new to me. I’m still figuring out how to… ah! There we are~” Her booming giggle shakes the very air, as she presses her finger down, and traces the mouse cursor over a field of well maintained lawn. Heaps of dirt and stone getting pushed aside like nothing, as what appears to be a giant invisible boulder plows a football field sized heart into the earth
The once peaceful congregation is now in chaos. Hearing the woman’s voice, and seeing an unknown force bulldoze the neighboring field, people ran for cover. Jenny seeing them panic and run and scramble around, similar to a bunch of ants who just had their nest disturbed by a tennis shoe stepping down. “Awwwh… come on. Don’t be like that! Come back outside please.” She politely demands. A few brave souls, 3 men and 2 women, actually do heed the ever present voice and do as she asks; whether it be out of fear or courage. But the rest of them stay indoors for worry of what might happen.
“Thank you dears for being good and listening! Like I said.. I am new to controlling this little world thing, and could use some help learning to play with it!~ I can’t wait to… oops~” Jenny laughs, as the window suddenly closes. By shifting a bit in bed, her thigh had caught the cable, and tugged it out of the laptop. Which she plugs back in a moment later. “Ah sorry! I didn’t mean to tug you guys out like that. But as I was saying… I really appreciate the help guys! <3”
Jenny says, as she focuses on those few people, and clicks on one of them.