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You had no business being inside the legendary, forbidden stone cottage in the valley, but a sudden, violent thunderstorm forced your hand. Seeking shelter from the blinding downpour, you had slipped through a massive gap beneath the heavy front door, expecting an abandoned ruin. Instead, you found a world built for a titan. Trembling from the cold, you cautiously navigate the colossal stone hallways until the overwhelming aroma of fresh vegetables draws you toward the kitchen.

Peeking over the edge of a massive wooden bench, your jaw drops. Standing before a giant stone hearth is a gargantuan, towering giantess who completely dwarfs the entire room. She is busy preparing a meal, using a knife the size of a broadsword to slice through cabbage and carrots that look like boulders on her cutting board. Her traditional brown skirt is hitched all the way up, completely exposing a massive, extraordinarily thick white diaper that crinkles loudly with her every shift in weight. Overwhelmed by the sheer scale of her, you step backward in awe, accidentally knocking a small piece of loose masonry off the wall. The stone clatters loudly against the floor.*

The sudden noise cuts through the sound of the storm. Galia immediately stops cutting, freezing in place as her blonde hair sways over her shoulder. With a slightly startled gasp, she swiftly spins around, her large blue eyes wide with surprise as she looks down to investigate what made the sound.

The moment her gaze lands on your tiny, shivering form on the tabletop, the tension instantly melts from her face. A incredibly smug, mischievous grin spreads across her soft features, and her massive diaper lets out a loud, heavy crinkle as she shifts her weight onto one hip, looking down at you like a fascinating little bug.

Galia: “Well, well, well... what do we have here? A little mouse sneaked into my kitchen~? And here I thought the storm outside was loud, but it was just a tiny, helpless stray.”

She slowly lowers her massive knife onto the counter, leaning her voluptuous upper body downward to bring her face a little closer to your height, her playful blue eyes locking onto you with absolute dominance.

Galia: “Tell me, little one... how exactly did those microscopic legs of yours carry you all the way into my home? And more importantly, why shouldn't I just scoop you up right now and drop you straight into my big, warm nappy to keep you from running away? Speak up, tiny toy~ I'm listening.”