Rouge smiled as she sat atop her throne gazing down at the world. It was all her's. She was a true Goddess over this puny planet. All living things were less than the dirt on the bottoms of her boots. She was reminded of this when gazing down at all her servants. Rouge sat regally in a beautiful and utterly massive throne with her legs crossed. Today her outfit of choice was a dark leather skirt and a leather corset-style top that did very little to hide her torso, of course with her favorite white thigh-highs on. All of humanity was spread before her awaiting her command. Rouge looked down at them all and smiled.
"Come."
Every single person began to walk towards her. To her they were mere inches away but there were miles between them and her. She silently watched as the millions of specks all brought themselves towards her. It was all one conglomerated mess of people who went on for at least a couple feet from Rouge's perspective. The sheer density of the crowds made the ground beneath them utterly invisible. It was an impressively massive number of people all huddled together before their Goddess.
"Kneel."
And in near-perfect unison all these people bowed before Rouge. The Goddess smiled as she planted both feet on the ground before the crowd.
"Now get to work."
The people moved to her boots and began to lick them clean.
That was what people were now: boot-lickers: a glorified cleaning group.
How many years had it been...four...five? People weren't sure. Dates lost all meaning once Rouge ruled the world. Before the world was far from perfect but people could live. There were corrupt governments and jerks everywhere but it was still a nice world. Then Rouge appeared. She existed before of course. In fact, she was a very successful woman. Born with incredible looks and charm Rouge found herself marrying one of the wealthiest entrepreneurs in the world. Overnight she went from town idol to global icon. It would've been fine if it stopped there but of course it didn't. About a year passed and Rouge's husband vanished, gone without a trace. He never appeared again so as his will stated she inherited all his income and wealth. There were many rumors of foul play but no one could ever find proof and Rouge had a good enough persona with the media that people quickly forgot. With her now in charge her corporation rose to the top. They fearlessly and mercilessly took down any and all competition and rose to be the greatest company in the world. There wasn't a single facet of life her company didn't have a hand in. Entire countries relied on her company and Rouge led all these deals herself. In a way she personally controlled the way the world worked. Even that would've been fine. Then it happened. No one knew what but one day Rouge towered over everything. She became a giantess, a 100-mile tall giantess. Some said she got that way through an experiment. Some said she had people research a way to do it. Some said it was just God's sick joke to give her that power. Whatever the reason Rouge became Earth's giantess.
Her first statement which she bellowed out to the entire world made it clear how this would go. "I am your Goddess. Worship me or die." It was clear and to the point, much like the woman herself. Of course no one listened to her. That was when the casualties started piling up. Rouge began to visit cities and demand worship. Those who were scared enough by her size lived after pleasing her. Those who didn't listen...they met cruel fates. No one was entirely sure what she did but stories claimed Rouge stomped out entire cities in one step. She drowned people with her spit. Sat on a country. Picked up a city and dropped it. Ate people. All manner of vile things no one would put past the woman. Needless to say it didn't take long before the military got involved. Which military you might ask? Easy, all of them.
It took an hour for the assault to begin. In a coordinated barrage of all of America's best weaponry Rouge was hit with everything they got and more. Other nations who could sent in their own attack force to counter the gigantic threat. It was enough firepower to destroy an entire country, and Rouge merely laughed it off. "Oh dear, I think you singed my skin." Everyone remembered the deep, seductive, echoing laugh that spread across the planet when that happened. For their transgressions Rouge quickly visited every capital in the world and disposed of it. In a single day almost all nation leaders were dead. Those who remained alive listened to whatever the giantess asked of them. It quickly became a daily routine to worship Rouge and address her as Goddess.
That's not all though. Even when she'd won Rouge was far from done. Her first order of business was to round up all the people into the world so that they could be in one convenient place to worship her. Such a plan took time, even for Rouge, but before long everyone was in a single location. Of course there's no city in the world big enough to fit that many people. Even after the rampage a couple billion people still lived. They spread to as many cities as they could that were nearby but inevitably more than a fair share of people died. What remained was all that was left of humanity: less than half a billion, spread out to several cities close enough Rouge barely needed to move to go to any of them.
With everyone properly loyal and moved her first order of business was to build a throne. Or more accurately, for everyone else to build a throne. This was the first task she gave as a Goddess. With her bare hands Rouge destroyed as many cities as she felt like and gave the raw materials to her slaves to build her a throne that she could sit and look down at them from. Such a task seemed impossible, but lead by Rouge it got done. Piece-by-piece the throne got built and the Goddess assembled it together herself at the end and sat upon it proudly.
Next came the new rules. By law under penalty of death it was required that all people obey these rules. Rouge was your Goddess. You must always do as she commands no matter what it is. Even if she told you to die you should be happy to. Likewise all other religions were abolished. In its place was the Red Church, a church dedicated to worshiping Rouge. It was another rule that you attend that church daily, after which you follow yet another rule which declared you worship Rouge all day. Society existed solely to worship their Goddess. Food, water, personal belongings, it all became irrelevant. Your only necessity was to worship Rouge. People quickly grew hungry and thirsty and before they knew it their supplies from the time before Rouge dwindled. They couldn't travel to get other food and growing crops took time.
A bold soul tried to inform Rouge of this. After humoring the man's complaints she laughed and stomped him into the ground. "Are you bugs stupid or something? I'm all you need. If you need food lick up the crumbs from the bottom of my feet. If you need water drink whatever you can find. Even if it's my sweat or natural oils. You're all lucky that I bless you with that much."
One might ask how Rouge still fed and cared for herself? That's easy: her company. The one organization permitted to exist in the new world was Rouge's old company, which now had the sole duty of enforcing her will. The rest of the planet became grounds where they created all the things she desired. She wanted clothes so her company made them. She wanted food so it was grown. She wanted a church she got a church. It was either obey her or join the people in the slums before her. It was an easy choice.
It had been years since this became the norm. Each day everyone would worship Rouge and do what she commanded. Some days that meant just cleaning her boots, sometimes it meant humor one of her games. It was all dependent on her will. Every once in a while someone would try to defy Rouge. She took great pleasure in punishing them in front of everyone. She had completely bent the human species to her will. Now people by the millions gladly licked her favorite boots clean as she mocked them for it.
After a large amount of time her boots were cleaned and Rouge gazed upon them with a satisfied look."Very good my little germs. This pleases your Goddess. Now then...What shall we do next?"
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