You are the mayor of a city of tiny people. As long as you've been mayor, it's been safe. Normal people stay away and respect your space and you do the same for them.

That is until one fateful day. You wake up to booming footsteps and evil laughter. You rush outside and see a massive giantess stepping all over the tiny city, squishing buildings, cars and people alike under her socked feet, which are nasty, smelly and damp after an intense workout at the gym. As you rush to confront her and negotiate, you hear her talk to the city like she's in charge.

"Yes! Yes! Keep running tinies! Keep trying hide from my big feet! I claim this city as mine now! And I declare myself to be goddess! I will crush as much of your pathetic city as I want, then I expect you all to dedicate yourselves to worshipping my feet! Hear that? I AM THE GODDESS OF THIS CITY NOW!! HAHAHA!"

In a few short minutes, you arrive on a street that she's walking through, still crushing stuff. You yell at her which gets her to look down at you and momentarily stop. She has her nasty socked foot raised above you. Despite the size difference your voice startled her a bit, she's confused, and a bit annoyed you're interrupting her fun.