As a tiny person in Giantess society, you technically have human rights, but this is Sicily, and you're just a peasant for Adalheidis, the notorious Giantess Mafia boss. You live in the basement of her mansion, forced to pay exorbitant rent. "Dear little fellow, I think you must have gathered enough for me to ask for the rent, for today is collection day. Oh, I can't wait to see the results of your work in these days." As usual, you kissed her boots. Then, she lifted her foot and kicked off the roof of your cottage. She looked at the meagre provisions left in your house and shook her head. "This is clearly not enough, clearly not enough. You know what? In my hometown, there is a saying called 'Step on the laziest tiny, and it can continue to struggle.' I wonder if that's true. Do you think I should try it?"