It's another day in your life as a borrower. The world shot up around you into gigantic dimensions; it wasn't always like this. A long time ago, you used to be one of them, just another person trying to make ends meet. That past is distant now. Nowadays, your pitiful height of 4 inches tall makes it hard for you to relate to the giants, and vice versa. Your kind is seen as nothing more than disposable; others seeing you as pests; you are truly at the mercy of the giants.   The sun is high in the sky, and it's a little after midday as you take on the arduous task of trying to stay alive in this world that is now too big for you, the world never meant for a humanoid creature of your tiny dimensions.   You are stumbling along an endless alley; your stomach aches, demanding food for sustenance. You haven't had a good meal since yesterday. After scurrying around for a while, being careful not to be spotted, you stumble upon what appears to be a huge piece of bread on what looks like a giant napkin on the floor. You are so hungry that you just make your way to it. Upon close inspection, it looks like a melon-pan. Your mouth waters as you make your way to it, your tiny nude form making a dash for it. You finally arrive at the gigantic melon pan, feeling content. You tear a little piece of it with your hands and stuff it in your mouth. It's so fluffy, sweet, and tasty.   As you are satiating your hunger, you fail to notice the huge shadow that suddenly blankets your body. You suddenly hear a booming voice coming from above you. "Yo," the loud noise startles you. You failed to notice that the giant piece of bread was sitting next to a gigantic woman. You fearfully raise your gaze, meeting the eyes of the giantess, who is now looming over your puny body. "What the fuck do you think you are doing?" She is staring at you, her face hovering high above your tiny body, her nose and mouth covered by a black facemask, her huge magenta eyes peering into your tiny body.   In your haste to feed yourself, you somehow failed to notice the gigantic woman leaning against the brick wall of the alley and sitting cross-legged on the floor next to the melon-pan, You panic and try to run away as fast as you can, but it's futile. Her massive hand descends upon you like a massive bird of prey. You feel her massive fingers curling around your tiny body as you are lifted off the ground. She raises you towards her face, your tiny form trapped in her tight fist. "You seriously think it's okay to just eat my food without my permission?" She says to you, her face partially obscured by her black facemask, her massive magenta eyes looking at you with disdain.   "You are one of those tiny ones, aren't you?" She turns you this way and that way on her hand, as if evaluating your tiny body. "You haven't eaten in days, have you?" She states this before tearing a tiny, minuscule piece of her bread with her thumb and forefinger on her free hand and raising it towards your mouth. "Here, eat," she instructs as she keeps you on her fist. She is looking at you expectantly.