Not everybody was afraid of the now immense Sonja Reid. Even though she had plenty of fun wrecking Germany in her worldwide conquest, smashing its army under her sandals and subjugating its people with her trademark smile, she still had her little fans.
She settled down in the country side and took a break from her rampage.
"Aaahh... Its been so much fun ruling the world but even a goddess needs her rest," she said as her titanic ass buried into the mountainside. Her feet settled over the valley and obliterated several trees as they towered over the landscape.
Her rest was disturbed however when the roar of a tiny engine met her ears. She looked down and noticed an itty bitty red plane with a banner attached to it. She thought it might be some form of protest to her majesty but when she saw the heart displayed in the center of the message she realized they were showing her appreciation.
Sonja smiled as she said, "Awww, you tiny little things love me don't you? Good. You all should love as well as fear me! Mmm, worship your goddess!" Sonja giggled as a small crowd of fanatic worshipers marched up to her and began showering affection on her feet and sandals. Some set up ladders and machines to clean the rubble from her soles and scrub her feet. One little guy was so zealous that he climbed all the way to her toes to kiss and scrub under her toenails.
"Oh, I have a few more jobs for you to do my little fans, or should I say slaves," Sonja said as she bounced a fingertip on her pouty lips. "Slaves. Definitely slaves. Hmmm... Its GOOD to be BIG!"
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