Giantess Unaware Feet Novels & Stories

Remi didn't say anything at first, just watched me the way you watch something you're deciding whether to bother with, and I sat there across from two of the most powerful men in the country and felt smaller than I had felt at any point since this entire nightmare started. "You know what our sister gave up for you?" Cyrus said. "I know," I said. "Do you" he said, and it wasn't a question, it was a statement wearing a question's shape. "She walked away from all of this. This building, this name. Every door it opens. Three years of her life to a man who couldn't see her standing in front of him." "I know what I did," I said. "I'm trying to fix it." Remi laughed, short and humorless. "Fix it,"

While walking for a while she noticed clouds under her feet that were so thick that they were no where close to transparent as she thought it would be. She was so focused on the clouds that she didn’t notice an enormous pedestal in front of her. She stumbled into the pedestal that was attached to giant marble white stairs. The stairs were enormous to the point that Yuna looked like a tiny ant. Before she could figure out how to get up those stairs, a tiny bit of cloud detached from the floor and flew towards her. The cloud lifted her up into the air and began rapidly flying towards the top of the stairs. She couldn’t help but stare in wonder at herself flying across the giant sky.

It was like a backdoor route for employees or a stock entrance hall going to the kitchen. She willed her feet to move faster and lifted the hem of her long gown higher. She was about to run again, but her feet wobbled in her heels. Feeling limited, she sat down and quickly fidgeted with her shoes. "Mister Rossu! Wait!" she screamed before bending over to unstrap her heels. However, removing her shoes took her some precious seconds. And the moment she lifted her head again, Mr. Rossu was already gone. She was left alone in a long alley without any clue where to go!

Fuck. The knowledge that Leia was just on the other side of that door, completely naked and dripping wet. The sight of her soaked hair and her body glistening with the mixture of water and soap running down her body had my jeans tightening. I ran a hand through my hair and took a deep breath. Jesus fuck. I stood up and grabbed my room cad. I needed to get some fresh air or else I was going to start jerking off right then and there.

"What's this? Do you think your family is above the law? Is she innocent just because you say she is? Here's the footage from the security camera! Feel free to see for yourself!" The video showed that when Donald blinked, Gigi seized her chance to push me with all her might. Her vicious act had happened too quickly for anyone else to notice, and just like that, I fell and ended up covered in blood.

I opened and shut my eyes. Then, I did it again. And again. I stared at the luxurious and sprawling manor before me, which one would only expect to see in TV shows or visualize when reading novels. Only then did I believe I'd transmigrated into a novel! "I can't believe you sent someone to go after Suzanne again, Carissa Winton! You've held the position of Mrs. Faust for too long!" a man's furious voice rang out behind me.

Theodore frantically wiped the blood from his face and staggered to his feet. Yvette Lawson walked over in her heels, carrying a bridesmaid dress bag in her hand. "Bella, the makeup artist has been waiting for you forever..." The door lock clicked open, and she pushed inside only to freeze in place. "What the hell happened?" She looked at the wreckage covering the floor and stepped right over Theodore's hand to get inside. "What did this bastard do?" She suddenly stared at the broken high heel in my hand, noticing the blood staining the pointed toe.

“Queen of the Ashes. Heir of the Forgotten Goddess.” Elara closed her eyes. For the first time, she did not deny. She did not flee. She accepted. The flames wrapped around her, and the ruins trembled with awakening power. ---

Kaye stole a glance at the price tag of one of the dress on the racks. When she saw the number printed on it, her eyes bulge out in alarm. Then, she pulled her cousin aside and whispered. "Oh my god! This dress is nearly ten thousand!" She was equally shocked as she hurriedly said. "That's outrageous! We can't afford that. Let's go to the other boutique. One piece of clothing here is probably equal to a tens of pieces over there!"

A footwear with the most absurd name of booty hugged her small feet. Sophia was relaxed in a crimson dress. It wrapped around her and exposed her sides with nothing but mesh. If she moved a certain way, all would be advertised to the world. The stilettos were black and higher than ours. It was a miracle she could walk with ease. It took me lengths of time to walk in mine. Even now, if I didn’t mind, I would fall flat on my face.