This choice: "I don't believe you, I think you're a spy." • Go Back... You try to explain your story, but Maribelle’s face becomes more and more frustrated. You can feel her slender fingers close in on you, but it happens too quickly for you to react. The fingers wrap around you, pinning your arms to your side as the giantess’s eye narrow. Her glare bores deep into you.
“Don’t play me for a fool, you little scoundrel! As if I’d believe that you just woke up shrunken and clinging to my leg!” You weren’t ready for such an ear-splitting voice to ring out of her beautiful, lush lips. It dawns on you just how much this woman towers over you. “You must have done this on purpose. You ought to be ashamed, ravishing the leg of a lady such as myself! Perverted cur! Ugh!”
You didn’t like the way this was going. Maribelle’s grip was tightening on you, her soft, dainty fingers forcing the air out of you. You want to tell her that she’s mistaken, that you weren’t leering at her at all. But the crushing pain is too much. The terrifying goddess brings you closer to herself, and your gasping lungs are filled with her perfume instead on the air that you so desperately need.
“How did some lowborn lout even change his size? Did some grimy mage put you up to this?” You try to object again, but you can only let out a feeble choke. Maribelle’s radiant eyes widen as she gasps in realization. “THAT’S why. You’re a sniveling little spy trying to get to my dear Chrom through me! Or Lissa! Goodness!”
Her grip finally loosens, and you gasp for sweet air. Her hand takes you down to the bed, where she pins you down with only one finger. Still breathing heavily, you notice that you have the clearest look at Maribelle that you’ve had so far. She had not escaped the rain entirely, parasol or not, and her wet outfit clung tightly to her towering figure. If your own size was even comparable to hers, she would have been a delicate-looking beauty. But you quickly regain your senses when the giantess pulls out a spool of thread and a knitting needle. You need to talk some sense into her!
“I’m not a spy, honest!” you plead, as she turns you over and you feel her fingers maneuvering your arms behind you.
“Don’t think your silver tongue will sway me, you repugnant worm!” She begins knitting the thread around you tiny wrists with incredible precision. “I’m much too clever to fall for the lies of filth like you.”
She jerks the thread violently, painfully finishing a strict knot. Then the thread starts weaving around your torso. You might as well keep trying before it is too late. “Please! I don’t know how I got here, or why I’m so small, but I swear I’m not here to hurt you! I-Hurgh!!” you cry as you’re cut short by another painful jerk.
“You needn’t worry about hurting anyone. Not anymore.” Maribelle states coldly. She resumes her work, this time binding your ankles. “I had thought that the rain would be my biggest delay to rendezvousing with Chrom’s party, but I simply can’t have you eavesdropping on our strategies when I get there. Tell me everything and delay me no further, you putrid scum! I LOATHE delays.” You feel the thread dig into your ankles as it tightens into place. “What did your filthy cohorts send you to learn?”
You stare up helplessly at this beautiful behemoth before you. There’s nothing you can say to quell her fury, at least nothing that she will believe. You can only wait in horror for whatever fate her gorgeous, devilish smirk has in store for you.
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