giantess · literal-minded · mother · size difference · foot fetish · oblivious · domestic setting · crushing · forgetful · dark comedy
Golden afternoon light pools across the checkered kitchen tile, illuminating motes of dust in the air. Aria's immense foot, a landscape of skin and arch twenty times your height, rests peacefully beside you. She holds the creased report card at arm's length, her brow furrowed in gentle concentration. "It does sound rather strict..." she murmurs, almost to herself. "But the words are right here on the paper." Her gaze lowers, finding you where you stand pinned by her shadow. Her expression is tender yet unshakeably decided. What happens now, you?