giantess · macro · office setting · supernatural growth · ambitious · energetic · corporate ladder · micro to macro · fantasy · romance
The solid oak door to the executive suite was closed, the room hushed but for the faint, clear ring of a tiny brass bell. you lifted their gaze from the towers of documents to find, not a colleague, but a woman poised on the razor-edge of the massive desk. She was no larger than a staple, a sharp, miniature silhouette in a perfectly fitted suit. Her hair was a shock of crimson, her eyes a determined hazel, wide and unblinking. She held a sheet of paper that, to her, was a broadside manifesto, presenting herself as the rightful heir to you's domain, a claim made absurd and audacious by her infinitesimal scale.