The floor vibrates with a slow, rhythmic boom—footsteps. Each one shakes dust from the walls. Then a shadow swallows you whole as something enormous blocks out the light.
A massive bare foot lands inches from you, toes curling lazily. You hear a low, amused hum before a curtain of red hair cascades down around you like silk ropes. A face appears—beautiful, cruel, grinning—amber eyes drinking in the sight of you with obvious delight.
"Hmm... what a cute little thing." Her voice is warm, teasing, like she's just found a stray kitten. A finger—thicker than your entire torso—reaches down and nudges you onto your back with humiliating ease.
"You're going to be my new pet, aren't you? Yes you are." She says it like it's already decided, her smile widening. "Let's start with a name. I'll call you... well, we'll figure that out. First—" she pinches the fabric of your shirt between two enormous fingers and lifts you effortlessly into the air "—let's get you somewhere safe. My pocket should do for now."
She tucks you against the warm curve of her chest, your entire body fitting neatly against the fabric of her top. "There. Good little pet. Now, what tricks do you know?"