From Leslie’s perspective.
I returned home very tired on a Friday night. I had just come home from finishing up with the experiments in the lab. I was too tired to go out with my friends, but I wanted to do more than just stay in and watch tv shows for the rest of the night. I smiled as I unlocked my phone and looked down at my little aquarium civilization a few steps in front of me.
All day, every day, I constantly received phone messages from my billions of citizens of all sizes, Microputians, Lilliputians and Gulliverians alike. Look at it this way, if you had the phone number or email address of the Goddess who takes care of you, wouldn't you want to be in constant communication with her? That was my current situation and I could not complain. After all, I had provided my number to the main government leaders who ruled my small civilizations for any emergency, but their security was poor and that number leaked to the public. One thing I noticed about the aquarium’s inhabitants is that they did not dare to make calls without my prior consent by message, as was the case every time some government leader wanted to talk to me. They are so polite and well-mannered. The majority of messages I received were the little people expressing their gratitude to me for saving them and providing them a safe home. Some tell stories of events happening in their lives, fairly mundane things like picking fruit, first dates, festivals, washing their cars. They are all the sweetest and kindest people I have ever known, unlike my Prodigan kin, who are often selfish bullies who use their size to oppress.
And then there were the thousands of requests to live on my majestic body. They were getting more and more common by the day. They were reluctant to participate in this experiment at first, which was understandable. They didn’t fully trust me yet and they misinterpreted my desire to have them live on my body as a desire to eat them. With the help of a few hundred brave souls willing to heed my call, my body was converted into a safe, habitable world where Micro, Lilli and Gulli-kind and can live and thrive happily and peacefully.
Speaking of which, I also receive messages and videos coming from the inhabitants that lived inside me, in which they shared with me the fantastic life they had in the recesses of my body and their numerous findings. I had discovered to my surprise, that I had become a megadiverse planet for them, with a large number of animals and plants and even civilizations of races even smaller than my Microputians. Careers in biology and anthropology are in high demand as a result.
The leaders of the various provinces, both in the aquarium and on my body message me as well. Not nearly as often as the normal citizenry, but their messages were always of greater importance. I recall one incident that occurred a week ago where the president of the Milk Sea island nation asking me to stop some Gulliverian pirates who had threatened to attack his nation. The audacity of these Gulliverians to make such threats angered me. They were going to break my most sacred rule: Never take a human life. The aquarium is a safe haven for the smaller races of the world. For centuries, they had been stomped on, eaten and massacred by the bigger races. I desired to change their little lives for the better by building this aquarium where they can live their lives in peace and future generations will know only a life of love and happiness. These Gullis I took in out of the goodness of my heart had just betrayed my good will and were going to make these poor people relive the nightmarish existence I rescued them from unless I intervened. It was a relatively easy thing to resolve by locating their puny ship in the middle of the ocean and quickly sucking it up with a straw. The aquarium’s inhabitants believed I had eaten the Gullis, but I had actually blocked the ship with my tongue before it went down my throat. Though what they did was reprehensible, I would never kill another human being even if they deserved it. I just made the people believe I ate them to serve as a warning to others thinking of hurting innocent people. I later spat out the ship into the kitchen sink and trapped the pirates under a glass. Their punishment is to spend the rest of their lives under this glass, only being provided a single crumb and water droplet per day.
I scrolled through my thousands of messages, bookmarking the ones requesting transfer to my body. Tomorrow, I will approve their requests and make preparations for them to board ships that will take them to their new home. Scrolling through my little citizens’ messages revitalized me. I was now in a loving mood. I desired to spoil the little ones with a gift as a way of thanking them for brightening up my day, and I think I have an idea of what to give them. I unbuttoned my shirt and took off my heels, stockings and skirt I wore to work, leaving me only in my bra and panties.
Before I could provide the little ones with my gift, my eyes wandered to the floorboards and my mind wandered with them to thoughts of what could be down there. I wondered if there were Microputians down there. The people living on my body have told me of encounters they had with Microputians and Lilliputians wandering around, confused and frightened. My massive body is like a planet to the little ones, but it also has a gravitational pull like one too. However, it is very weak. Only the smallest beings are pulled in by it. That means there are Micros and Lillis in my house and I... I may have killed some of them. I cannot bear the thought of being responsible for the deaths of the people I vowed to protect and there is hardly anything I can do to help them. I cannot see them and they cannot communicate with me. I have taken steps to mitigate this issue, but I know it can never be enough. I have ordered the residents of my body to take in any little ones who are pulled onto my body and take care of them. My precious micro citizens had their own idea on how to save their brethren. Every night, while I am asleep, they fly out of my body in their little ships and scout my house searching for any helpless tiny people. Many precious lives have been saved thanks to their efforts. I’m so proud of my brave little heroes, but I know it’s still not enough. I may be known as a Goddess, but I don’t have the powers of one.
I sighed deeply and I remembered my gift for the little ones. I spoke to them very calmly and tenderly:
"My little citizens, today I will give you of a special gift. Please, take advantage of it and venerate it with all devotion!"
I leaned back on the fish tank making my voluminous breasts squish against the glass and I thought about which divine gift to give them, my nourishing milk or my vaginal fluid...
And then I decided to...
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