Where it all began, 10 years ago... The Prodigan Gentle Giantesses chapter 3 by Rokaido2

Andrew's life had been extremely traumatic since childhood. Born into a large Microputian family, he and his siblings were abandoned by their parents at the age of 6 at an adoption center for tiny children. This center was located within a huge adoption complex where Prodigans can adopt children of the smaller races.

Life at this center was not easy. With thousands of Microputian children arriving each week and few people interested in adopting them, resources were increasingly limited. Dressing and feeding them was becoming increasingly difficult and education was reserved for Lilliputian and Gulliverian children only as they were more likely to be adopted by larger parents because of how difficult it was to interact with and care for Microputians.

However, Andrew's life would change forever. On what he thought would be just another afternoon while playing in the huge field, their playtime was unexpetedly interrupted by a gigantic blue iris appearing in the sky, blocking out the light, leaving Andrew, his siblings and the other orphans stunned by this irregular phenomenon. They knew very well what that giant eye represented, a gigantic being was observing them through the lens of an advanced microscope. The Prodigan adoption center had hundreds of such microscopes, allowing potential parents to view the trillions of Microputian children awaiting a chance to be adopted. The director of the center hoped that giving people the opportunity to see these tiny children would encourage them to adopt at least a few hundred of them. However, the strategy was unsuccessful. It was common for a Prodigan or a Brobdingnagian who visited the center to observe the Microputian children, then quickly opt to observe the other races, so Andrew only witnessed these moments a few times during the many years he spent at the adoption center. He never knew who the person watching them was, whether they were male or female, Prod or Brob. He and the other children had been isolated from the outside world for years.

“Look, guys! Up there!” yelled Andrew pointing at the sky.

“It's really gigantic!” reaffirmed Sam, his best friend at the center.

“Do you think it will adopt us?” asked Thomas, another center kid.

“Don't get your hopes up, Tom. It looks like it's just watching us out of curiosity. It will just leave, like always” deferred Nikki, a blonde girl in the group and Tom's older sister.

“What do you think it is?” asked another child in the group named Henry.

“It's a Brobby!” Jessica, a younger, but excitable girl yelled.

“No, I don't think so!” pointed out Sam, “It looks much bigger.”

“It's a... Prodigan!” said Andrew, his voice trembling at the thought of being observed by such a gigantic being. Deep down he knew the godly eye belonged to a Prodigan. They were all mesmerized at the beautiful iris in the sky. To the children, its shiny texture made it look like a vast, blue ocean with a swirling black vortex in the middle.

“A beautiful Prodigan woman!” declared Tom. Nikki winced at her brother's excitement. He had no memories of their parents. He longed for parents more than anyone. It broke her heart that shortly, this iris would disappear forever and her little brother's hopes would be crushed once again.

But, they were not wrong. That gigantic iris belonged to that of a beautiful, young Prodigan woman who was observing each one of them through a powerful microscope in the center. She could distinguish the thousands of children who lived there and managed to see their faces as if she was looking at them from just a few meters away. She imagined herself talking and playing with them, an impossible feat of course due to the abyssal size difference between them. This brought out that maternal instinct she had suppressed for many years.

“How cute and tiny they look from here!” she mentioned.

“These children are the residents of Microputian Tank no. 506” explained Dr. Alice O'Hara, a very tall, adult woman, director of the Prodigan Adoption Center who accompanied this young woman and observed the children through a screen.

They were in a small room filled with several glass tanks resting on metal shelves. This was the Microputian adoption room, the smallest in the center, but the largest in population. It was the least frequented room by potential Prodigan parents wishing to adopt, usually inquiring about the Gulliverian rooms or the Brobdingnagian adoption halls after having their fill of this room.

However, on this occasion, Dr. O'Hara was astonished when she saw this young woman arrive asking about the Microputian adoption halls first, so she immediately volunteered to accompany her and personally counsel her around the place.

“How old are these children?” asked the young Prodigan who was still observing the orphans from the microscope.

“They range from being as old as twelve to as young as only a few months. The population of this tank is approximately 30,000 children, and there are two thousand more tanks with similar numbers in this room” Alice replied.

“They are all healthy and strong, and ready to accept a new home” she concluded, hoping to convince the young woman to adopt at least a few hundred of them.

“Oh, I see!” the young woman said who turned away from the binoculars and turned her attention to the doctor.

“And I imagine they have been living in here for many years?” she asked.

“Indeed. According to our records, some arrived at our center only a days after they were born. They have lived most of, if not their whole lives inside this tank which as you may have noticed, has protective cover that prevents them from seeing outside” the doctor explained.

“But we can see what's inside the glass” the young woman replied, turning her attention back to the gleaming glass tank filled with finely cut soil and grass and a few patches of trees, lakes and houses. It looked like a finely crafted terrarium.

“Yes, and if you want to get a precise look inside the various adoption centers and the children in them, the scanning microscope can help us with that” the doctor offered, pointing to the small microscope on the edge of the tank that directed its lens toward the center of the terrarium.

“It's fascinating” said the young woman, who went back to peering through the binoculars for a while longer.

When she finished, she turned her attention back to the doctor and enthusiastically declared her decision, greatly surprising Dr. O'Hara.

“I have decided to adopt all the children in this tank” she told her. “They're perfect for me!”

“Really?!” exclaimed the doctor in utter shock.

“Yes, really!” the young woman reaffirmed with conviction. "These children are perfect for me. I want to give them a good home. Are there any problems with that?" she asked.

“No, not at all!” Alice answered exasperatedly “It's just that I am amazed at your care towards them” she told her. In all her years of running this place, she has never seen someone so enthusiastic to adopt Microputian children.

“If only there were more people like you in this world” Alice praised. “Your attitude towards them makes me confident you will raise them with great care and affection” she expressed with sincere gratitude. “What is your full name dear?”

“Sonia Élise Softmore, doctor” the beautiful young woman replied. Her long, blonde hair flowing, her smooth, golden-brown skin glowing in the room's light, and a black blouse and pencil skirt that accentuated her curves. She was the pinnacle of beauty and femininity. The perfect image of a loving mother.

“Thank you very much for giving me this opportunity. It has been my greatest desire to have children and now I can finally fulfill it. When can I take them home?” she asked.

“Right away, just sign the necessary adoption forms and you can leave with them” Alice said.

“Great” replied Sonia Softmore, a cheerful and sociable biologist who was on the cusp of her career, about to turn 26 (104 in Microputian years), and who had long put off marriage and having children to pursue her academic and professional successes in the pursuit of science and wisdom. But now, she was ready to take on this new journey and forever change the lives of countless children who did not have the opportunity to be raised with love and kindness like her. Now she would be their mother. Their gigantic mother who would care for and watch over each one of the trillions who would come to live in that little glass tank.

Although she was excited about this new chapter, fear and doubt began to invade her mind for a moment. How would she communicate with all of them? How would she get to know all of them? Would they get along with her and accept her as their mother? The questions in her mind began to swirl, but they quickly vanished when she was handed the small tank in which Andrew and thousands of other orphans lived.

Andrew's life and in the lives of thousands of other orphans were changed that day when they heard over the center's loudspeaker that they had all been adopted by the immense being they had seen that day. Now they would move to a new home and live happily under the care and protection of a benevolent and giant Prodigan mother who would give them the love and care that their biological parents were unfortunately unable to give them.

And soon, they would be joined by more Microputian children. Sonia would regularly return to the orphanage to adopt more children. Dr. Alice regularly kept Sonia updated on new arrivals and Sonia would adopt the children as soon as possible and take them to their new to spare them from suffering without parents. And Sonia didn't stop at just Microputians. She began to adopt children of the other races. Lilliputians, Gulliverians, even Brobdingnagians. They were all one massive, happy mixed-size family.

Today, after ten years, a grown-up, 22-year-old Andrew who likes adventures and difficult challenges, is about to embark on a magnificent adventure.

A wonderful and unique exodus into a special world.

Inside his mother.

The gentle mother that every orphan needs.