You dive for your pistol desperately coming up with its barrel pointed up at the Amazon's underdeveloped chest. She doesn't seem to realize the significance of the weapon. Intending to show her, you pull the trigger. A red beam lances straight at her heart. You wait for her to fall, big or no, the standard issue E3 Photon Emitter was rated against three inch thick titanium armor. If it could take out a tank it could take out a Giantess.
"Oweee!" she finally cries as if the hurt was so slight that it took her a moment to notice it. 'No way.' Her hand comes up wiping some soot from her chest which is all the effect the laser seemed to produce. "You're a mean little man." She said, her words tolling your fate.
The child is 25 feet away from you. She clears it in one step bringing her massive dirty foot over you. You writhe under the shadow unable to stop its descent. Surely she hears your screaming pleas for mercy but she does nothing and plants her girlish foot squarely on top of you. Your chest is trapped under the ball and your head is jammed up beneath her toes. The close up view of that sweaty flesh is your last sight, for in the next moment she comes down with her full weight. There is nothing you can do to stop it and your chest cavity explodes.
Above, the Amazon seems to enjoy the gory remnants of your body on her foot. For a long moment she grinds her foot over top of you squishing your guts up between her young toes. Once she's had her fill and is sure you're no longer even discernable as a corpse, she turns and pounds off toward the nearby town of littles eager for more victims.
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