TCFootography

Still squatting on her heels, the giantess focused on a group of people right in front of her left foot. Her eyes were focused. After a while, she smiled.

“You’re not who I’m looking for,” she said. “So sorry,” she added with a mischievous smile.

The giantess reached out with her hand, palms down over that group of people.

Jasmin immediately knew what the giantess was going to do. She had to warn the people because they were innocent; they were going to be punished because of her. But she was too far away to do anything.

When the people under the giantess’s palm realized what was about to happen to them, it was already too late. Even if all of them had been the fastest sprinters on earth, they still wouldn’t have been fast enough. The giantess’s palm came down upon them swiftly and harshly. The people were instantly crushed; what had been a person was now a gory mess of flesh, organs, blood, and broken bones. The violent impact of the giantess’s hand caused the ground to give in; cracks radiated outwards from the giant fingers; blood oozed from under the palm.

Panic erupted in the masses of people around the giant hand and feet. Everyone started running away from the giantess, in all directions. There was a lot of screaming and shouting. Everybody just wanted to get out of here alive.

Jasmin also felt the panic accumulating in her stomach. She also felt so sorry for the innocent people that she had just witnessed getting crushed by a single effortless blow of her big sister’s hand.

The giantess stood up to her full height again, her movement sending shockwaves through the ground. She placed both her hands on her hips and stared down at the mob. Then she addressed them.

“Now that was just a small demonstration of what I can and will do if you don’t surrender to me, Jasmin,” she said.

There was even more panic among the fleeing people upon hearing those words.

“That was just my hand; imagine what I can do with both my feet!” she warned.

The toes of the giant left foot rose, pointing upwards, with the rest of the immense foot following them. The foot rose and rose until it reached the height of the other leg’s knee; it came to a rest there.

“Jasmin, listen carefully,” the giantess said. “I know you’re close by. Do you see the sole of my foot? It’s really messy. And it will get even messier if you don’t do what I say!”

Jasmin looked up at the giant sole hovering in the sky. It was covered in dust, debris, and blood. The sight of it sent a cold chill down her spine. She imagined all the carnage the foot would be able to do. The thought of what the toes alone could do was horrible. She couldn’t let more innocent people die because of her. She had to surrender; there was no other choice.

“You have twenty seconds to get to my right foot’s toes.”

Jasmin looked at the giantess’s right foot; its toes wiggled a little.