Size Tunes 2017

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I’ve had this idea for years. I contemplated it, and never did anything about it, until now. Back then, because I used to go to boards and talk to a lot of people, I got to know a few of them a bit, and as it turns out, nearly every one of them had some musical ability. When I published the collage above, I received a file composed by a blog reader, inspired by it… so the idea of songs inspired by size differences is not at all outlandish, and it’s certainly something a few of us have thought about, and done more than just think about.

So… it’s high time we have us a music contest: bit.ly/SizeTunes17

I’m just going to sit here quietly, and while I wait for songs you write about giantesses, or tiny men, or gigantic/tiny feet, or micro-robots, or foxes the size of the solar system, to come my way, I’ll mess around with Garage Band, and see what I can come up with. I can sing my own songs, but when the time comes, I might get someone at fiverr® to do my singing for me. Everyone in my family knows my voice. Or I could just use Audacity to alter my pitch… oh this cracks me up!

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Craigslist: Have you hurt him?

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Because it does happen. It might have happened to me, if I’d awakened to life in a world where shrunken men existed, and the one I kept angered me one day. Maybe I’d shake him once too hard, or kick him in the gut with my big toe, and off he’d go, flying across the room, and landing in a frightening heap. In such a situation, am I the type of person that wants to lose him in the system to the type of foster care that will be more likely to kill him that his own careless owner?

What if I promise I’ll never ever do it again? It’s just that… he made me so angry….

Original post, until it gets deleted, or I, blacklisted:

https://losangeles.craigslist.org/lac/crs/6171675437.html

New Writing Contest: Butty July 2017

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Yes, I have permission from AmGiPi to use his image, Gg682.

It’s time for the next contest, and this time it isn’t about writing a cruel story, or a gentle one. It can be either, or both, or neither, as long as the main character is a being’s behind. And by a “being” I mean a giantess, giant, woman, man, furry (does anyone even use that word anymore?), robot, object of any size and gender, in possession of an ass, and all its peripherals. Now, if you’d like to blame anyone for this quarter’s contest, blame me, because it was my idea. I wanted to make sure it had been my idea, so I had to look back, way back in time, to find the pertinent words. Here’s what I said on Monday, December 26 of 2016, during a Twitter conversation with my friend Aborigen, the mastermind behind all these contests:

“I think we should do a butt month”*

He laughed, and agreed, and then I wondered,

“July?”

And it was settled. Soon after I started calling it “Butty July”, and the name stuck. It’s the perfect name for a contest that refuses to take itself too seriously. It’s a playful name, because these writing contests exist to be fun, and to unite us as writers. I’ve always claimed that the size community is more than just a masturbation machine. I’ve been wrong before, and many times, but I don’t think I’m wrong about that. Some of us are here to make something else happen. That something else can be many different things, and it can change from day to day, but my own Something Else hardly ever does: I tell stories. It’s one of the ways in which I bring to life who I really am. I’ve already asked Aborigen to add me to the list of writers who will create a bottom-related entry (or two). If you’d like to do the same, contact him:

https://aborigen-gts.org/email-aborigen/

Or send him a direct message through Twitter.

Here’s the link to the contest’s page: bit.ly/ButtyJuly17

*Notice how I cleverly insert the word “we”, as though I have any ownership whatsoever over these contests.

GentleApril17: The Results!

Running this contest was a great deal of fun for me. I’m a Gentle giantess most of the time, so I was in my element. After the contest was announced, every time an author added their name to the list of contenders I felt an added sense of gratification to see confirmation of what I’ve always suspected: people love gentle stories. Readers of all sizes enjoy imagining gentle scenarios, with subtle (and sometimes not so much) changes in the definition of Gentle.

I’m very proud of everyone that entered the contest. The same as what happened during the vanguard contest when Gentle writers entered Cruel January 2017, writers that specialized in the Cruel genre announced they were going to try their hand at writing a Gentle story. That not only seemed wonderful to me, but to their fans, who expressed a deep curiosity to see what their favorite authors would create. It was also a great pleasure to see writers from Giantess City, Giantess World, and deviantART want to participate.

Thank you all for making this contest a fantastic reality; for sitting down and creating worlds from your minds; for sharing those worlds with everyone. And the greatest thank you goes to Aborigen, for not only thinking up these contests, but allowing me to host the Gentle April one. And now, the results. Spoilers abound. Be forewarned.

The Authors

Best Story

With only one week to vote, people made their choices as follows:

“Making Adjustments” by Little Comrade was the winner with nine votes, followed very closely by “Duty Calls”, written by Taedis, which earned eight votes. This contest was such a close call, with such terrific stories! Again, another entry very close to the winning line was “Lovers and Dreamers”, by 0neGenericWord, with seven votes. Giantess Tina chased them all with six votes for her “At the beginning of all great things”. Tied at five votes were “Born in a Flash” by me, “She Lifted Her”, by Will Edgecomb, and “Trust” by Versusterminus7. I’m in such good company!

“Bus Buddies” by Aborigen and “License” by Olo both got four votes; and “Keep You Posted” (Nemo), “Mystic Mercy” (growmcmilitary) and “Therapy For The Titan” (MoonlightUmbry) received three votes.

At two votes were “Gentlefuck” (CrushedBoyWonder), “Growing Enlightenment” (ryan the rebel), “Grow Some Balls” (Nostory), “Pursuit” (Nyx), and “The Helper” by Pedro Fellini.

It was only in the last day, and during the last few hours that the winner was finally decided. Before that it was always a tie, then the appearance of a winner, then another, until we finally had a definite one. It was madness to observe! You see how close it was.

As to the other categories, look at how they were all over the place…

Story with favorite macro character

“Duty Calls” received eleven votes, nearly half of all the votes. Everyone loved that tiny little giantess in a holodeck. End program. It was followed by “At the beginning of all great things” with seven votes, because it is clear every tiny reader wants a giantess they can roam. Don’t lie to me. I know it’s true.

“Trust” was the next favorite, with six voters that chose to be found in a purse by a great, loving lady. After that, five votes were given to each “License”, for lab work executed by a caring professional; “Lovers and Dreamers”, for a huge guitarist and singer that sends her love to sleep peacefully with a song; and “Making Adjustments”, for a Minder that stops at nothing to make her ward happy.

Four points each went to “Born in a Flash”, by yours truly, who wanted to write about someone who really cares when a tiny man is in trouble; “Mystic Mercy”, for a good witch who collects Manna through love; and “She Lifted Her”, for Miss/Keyasha, who goes to any length to be with the one she loves.

Three points: “Bus Buddies”, for the friend with a beautiful mouth; “Growing Enlightenment” for Aurora, who grows and displays kindness at the same rate; “Grow Some Balls” for the rich giantess who goes after what she wants.

Two votes: “Gentlefuck”, for two ladies that share a hot night together, but not alone; “Keep You Posted” for the therapist that helps traumatized little men recover; “Owen for the Win” for a woman that rewards patience deeply, and kindly; “Pursuit” for a lone giant that reveals the unmistakeable truth, and “Therapy For The Titan”, about a very tall man that finds a path away from evil.

One point went to “The Day Off” for a woman that puts her little man first, and before anything else; and “The Helper”, for two ladies that are unaware they are being observed, and cared for.

Story with favorite micro character

The winner in this category was “Making Adjustments”, with ten votes. People really liked Laura, who is only 3.24 inches tall, and adorable. “Lovers and Dreamers” received eight votes, because of the tiniest accountant in the world. With seven votes, the share is equally divided between “Born in a Flash”, and the little lost guy with no memory I created; “She Lifted Her”, and infinitesimal little Speck/Millie; and “Trust”, because of itty bitty dirty purse foundling Wyatt.

“Duty Calls” got five votes for Kevin, the human sacrifice. Four votes went to “At the beginning of all great things” and the giantess-roaming husband; and Ewan, who finds himself shrunk and unseen in “The Helper”. Owen of “Owen for the Win” fame, received three votes as he talked to a pretty lady and didn’t know how or why.

Two votes: “Bus Buddies” and Ryan’s extreme mouth-play adventure; “Gentlefuck” and Brad, a toy between two women; “Growing Enlightenment” and the passengers of a train in trouble; “Grow Some Balls” and coming-of-age Todd; “License” and N2524, a terrified yet cooperative little pet; and “Pursuit” and the coolest sniper this side of that galaxy, agent Delia Melki.

One vote: “Conversion Therapy” (Mark, an immensely brave hero); “Keep You Posted” (Vic, a silent man that finds his words after terrible suffering); “Mystic Mercy” (Jake, who loved when he could have feared); “The Day Off” (Harry’s peaceful, loving day”; and “Therapy For The Titan” (fearless Dr. Myers).

Favorite introduction between size-different characters

There were four winners in this category, with eight votes each. “At the beginning of all great things”, where the Wife lifts her tiny husband out of her pocket; “Born in a Flash”, where a woman about to start her day meets a very small man that desperately needs her help; “Duty Calls”, where a giantess watches her gauntlet come to life; and “Trust”, where a woman finds a little man in her purse during her daily commute.

“Making Adjustments” got six points this time, as Minder Azin shakes the foundation of her little charge’s world.

Five votes went to “Pursuit”, and the sniper that fails to hit her target and finds herself in great peril. Or does she?

“Lovers and Dreamers” and “She Lifted Her” each received four votes, with an artist coming back home to her tiny girlfriend in a very playful way, and Speck finding herself lifted by her Miss, right from the get-go.

Three votes went to “Grow Some Balls” as we listen in to a conversation between one of the two only giantesses in the world, and her classmate; “License” shows us an epidemiology student as he meets a tiny that has a number for a name; and “Mystic Mercy” demonstrated by a kind witch as she heals a severely injured man.

Two votes: “Bus Buddies” (Ryan shares an extraordinary ride with Julene); “Keep You Posted” (Ana meets her patient as he sleeps – and he measures less than two inches in height); “Therapy For The Titan” (all a giant needs is another session with his beautiful therapist).

One vote: “Conversion Therapy” (Tracy notices Mark, and instead of crushing him, she talks to him); “Gentlefuck” (Madelyn is already wearing Brad); “Growing Enlightenment” (Aurora doesn’t particularly introduce herself to anyone, except the city’s transportation system); “Owen for the Win” (Owen introduces himself to a total stranger, because he can’t let her get away); “The Day Off” (Jane wakes up Harry, who sleeps in her jewelry box); and “The Helper” (Ewan never formally meets them, but has caught a ride into their home).

Sweetest story

Guess how many votes “Lovers and Dreamers” received, for being the sweetest story. C’mon. Try. Twelve votes. So it won the category, hands down.

“Making Adjustments” got nine votes for being so sweet.

“Trust” earned eight votes.

“At the beginning of all great things” and “She Lifted Her” both got six votes.

Five sweet votes went to “Born in a Flash” and “Duty Calls”.

“Keep You Posted” got four votes.

Three votes went to both “Gentlefuck” and “Therapy For The Titan”.

“Bus Buddies”, “License”, and “The Helper” received two votes.

And at one vote we see “”Growing Enlightenment”, “Grow Some Balls”,  “Mystic Mercy”, “Pursuit”, and “The Day Off”.

Sexiest story

Earning over 50% of all votes, “Gentlefuck” won this category with thirteen votes.

“She Lifted Her” received eight votes.

“At the beginning of all great things” got seven votes.

Six votes went to “Owen for the Win”.

“Making Adjustments” received five votes.

“Born in a Flash”, “Keep You Posted”, and “Mystic Mercy” earned four votes.

At three votes we find “Bus Buddies”, “Duty Calls”, and “Lovers and Dreamers”.

Two votes went to “Growing Enlightenment”, “License”, “The Helper”, “Therapy For The Titan”, and “Trust”.

And one vote was received by “Grow Some Balls” and “The Day Off”.

Unexpected concept of gentleness

I like this category, as I’m a big proponent of Gentle expanded in definition. A Gentle story isn’t only about a tiny man being loved and kissed by a woman. It’s also about an insignificantly small person disappearing from this world, and her partner doing everything she can to make sure that departure is happy. Which is why “She Lifted Her” won this category, with nine votes.

Following it with seven votes is “Conversion Therapy”, in which a woman believes a tiny man when he tells her she is being destructive, and stops right away. She could have gone on fucking up buildings (or just… never mind, I’m not even going to say it), but instead she pays attention to the words of someone whose size should render him irrelevant (though not in my opinion)…. And “The Helper”, where a man who finds himself shrunk, also finds himself inclined to be of use to people who don’t know he exists. Is that why you voted for it? That’s how I see it, anyway.

Six votes went to “Mystic Mercy”, and I actually discussed this story with people, because I was impressed with how it newly defines gentleness. Sure, for most of the story he suffers, but he doesn’t die. In fact, he is rescued and healed to perfection. The story fits into my own definition of gentleness, which is… “Well, he didn’t die, did he?”

“Born in a Flash” (I honestly don’t know why y’all voted for this one in this category); “Duty Calls”, and its various displays of forms of gentleness from a giantess that isn’t, and a tiny man that isn’t; “Pursuit”, and a giant that could have easily killed, but chose not to; and “Therapy For The Titan”, about a reformed force of destruction, all earned five votes.

Four votes: “At the beginning of all great things”; “Bus Buddies”; “Gentlefuck”. The lower the vote count, the blurrier it gets for me. Why are these three stories unexpected in their content of gentleness? In the first one, a loving wife talks with and cuddles her husband; in the second, a man experience the time of his life in the gorgeous mouth of a friend; and in the last one, a man is a sex toy, and pretty much nothing else.

Three votes: “License”, where a student goes through the motions of a job that can be rough on tinies, and finds himself feeling things. Yeah, I get this one.

Two votes: “Growing Enlightenment”, and “Keep You Posted”.

One vote: “Grow Some Balls”; “Lovers and Dreamers”; “Making Adjustments”; and “Trust”.

Story with most interesting twist

Earning eleven votes, “Duty Calls” won this category.  Did you ever think that what was happening was not really happening? I didn’t.

“Making Adjustments” got nine votes, because the boyfriend got himself shrunk. Surprise! What a loving, irreversible, unexpected thing to do.

Six votes went to “Born in a Flash” (I have a couple of theories why it even exists in this category); and “Pursuit”, with a twist interesting enough to make me want it to be a movie or a TV show.

“At the beginning of all great things”; “She Lifted Her”; and “Therapy For The Giant” got five points.

Four votes went to “Bus Buddies” and “License”.

Three votes: “Conversion Therapy”; “Growing Enlightenment”; “Keep You Posted”; “Mystic Mercy”.

Two votes: “Gentlefuck”.

One vote: “Grow Some Balls”; “Lovers and Dreamers”; “Trust”.

Story that struggled with concept of Gentle

Let me start by saying that I don’t agree with some of the choices in this category, and I know neither do some of you. This is a subjective category, so…

“Conversion Therapy” received twelve votes in this category.

Eight votes: “Mystic Mercy”.

Seven votes: “At the beginning of all great things”.

Six votes: “License”; “Pursuit”.

Five votes: “The Helper”.

Four votes: “”Gentlefuck”; “Growing Enlightenment”.

Three votes: “Born in a Flash”; “Bus Buddies”; “Grow Some Balls”; “Keep You Posted”, “Owen for the Win”.

Two votes: “The Day Off”; “Therapy For The Titan”.

One vote: “She Lifted Her”.

Gentle April 2017: Time to Vote

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I can see it in the audience overview data shown with Google analytics. You’ve been reading the stories every day. Lovely, gentle stories written by:

Undersquid
Aborigen
Nyx
Will Edgecomb
Crushed Boy Wonder
Little Comrade
Pedro Fellini
MoonlightUmbry
Taedis
Nodqfan
Nostory
Giantess Tina
Versusterminus7
Nemo
0neGenericWord
Olo
gruffmcmilitary
ryan the rebel

Now it’s time to choose your favorite stories. Pick your three preferred in each category, and hit the submit button to make your voice count. There are still a few days left to do this, but only a few. Go vote!

Gentle April 2017: the Stories

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The time is finally here. After months of thinking about this moment, which came to life soon after its progenitor was birthed, we can finally gather ’round and read these Gentle submissions. How did this all come to be? It’s very simple: my very good friend Aborigen and I were discussing Cruel Jan 2017, and how it had taken shape after a single Twitter comment. During our back and forth he casually said something about following up the barrage of cruelty with something more befitting our gentle station. A Gentle story contest.

Yes! I exclaimed. Of course! That was what I thought long before I squeezed my heart dry to produce a Cruel story, and after I’d done that, I consulted with my friend as to running the contest myself. I really wanted to be a part of this, a massive tsunami in the waves of change he’s causing in the size community. I wanted to participate. It’s all about me, you know?

No, of course it isn’t… but it is all about Gentle content, which is my favorite content, the kind of material that exists for me. No matter what others tell you, it is also the content most people prefer. That I always insist that is true, is part of the fuel that propelled me to run the Gentle story contest. One of Aborigen’s Twitter poll proves it as well (at least in my mind, it does).

Now that May has arrived, all stories have been posted, and all are now available here.

The evaluation form that determines the winner of this contest will be made available soon. In the meantime, keep track of the stories you read and your feelings about them, in whatever form is most convenient for you.

Ciara’s Brother – Part 1

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I’m not even gonna explain… I don’t know what I’m doing here. There’s this thing that happened, and sometimes a story has to be told. I have no clue as to where it will go, and that’s a complete lie. I generally tend to see stories from beginning to end, like dominoes falling in both directions, and meeting in the middle. In medias res, here I come.

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Marina jogged past the throng of kids playing and chattering away in English and Spanish, the unmistakeable cadence and sibilation of Mexican-ness as familiar to her as the smell of Cuban coffee. How she missed those dark morning (or afternoon, if she felt brave) punches to her brain. How she missed Florida. She pounded the ground harder, gaining speed and leaving all noise behind as she entered the park’s woods, and a narrow dirt path littered with years of dead leaves and twigs. 

Saturday sunlight peeked past the canopy of trees, and in the distance, gleamed in flashes off the tall surface of the Biodome where they lived separately from her kind. When it had all been new, her parents had taken her to the Wall a few times, the exterior of the dome closest to ground level that exposed an outermost layer of tiny citizenry as though it was a show for which you pay money and wait two hours in line to see. And that’s what they had done. She had been fascinated by the small buildings, the narrow streets, the incredibly small people that no one her age had ever met in person; and she had been frightened by the stern guards that kept the dome boundaries and contents safe.

Now, as she ran, she constantly sent her gaze to find broken spaces between leaves, to catch glimpses of the dome as she moved past tree after tree, so she almost missed the small shape that staggered from behind an exposed tree root, and dropped to the ground with only enough space to allow her to come to a brisk halt.

“What the hell!” she cried out as her body protested the sudden stop. Her chest was heaving, and she slowed down her breathing as she bent down to look at the little shape. She dropped her palms onto her thighs, and moved her head lower yet, not believing her eyes. Finally, she dropped to the ground on her hands and knees, followed by her head, which she pressed to one side of the path as though she was trying to hear its heartbeat. But she only wanted to get a very good look at the tiny woman, no more than two inches in height, who was lying still and beginning to open her eyes.

“Hello, little girl,” she said, suddenly flooded by wonderment to finally meet one of them in person. This one appeared to feel something entirely different as she scrambled away from her in a clear panic, and surrendered to shrieking. “Hey, hey, calm down. I know what to do. Let’s get you back home, alright? Where you belong. How did you get out here anyway?” Marina had lowered her voice as much as it was humanly possible, but it was clear that the gusts of her breath and the pounding of her words were too much for the tiny person. She had covered her ears with her hands, and was now shaking her head violently from side to side.

Marina sighed, and regretted it immediately when the wind from her lips hit the little woman, and bent her backwards. She pivoted in the dirt, and Marina could see a drop of fresh blood emerging from her tiny neck. “You are hurt!” and she covered her mouth right away, to try to protect the woman from the force of her words. She kept her hand in place when she said, “look, I can help. I want to help. Why don’t you-“

“Help?” said the tiny woman, twisting in place and sitting up again and drying her eyes. Her mouth was so infinitesimal Martina wondered how it was possible she could hear her. “Help! Help! Brother! Help!” Her words had an odd accent to them Marina could not identify, as skilled as she was spotting nationalities after only exchanging a few words when meeting people. But this accent? Unknown.

“Yes, I help. C’mon, let’s go find a guard, and get you back to the Wall, OK?” But much to her surprise, and to what was beginning to feel an uncomfortable position to her neck, the little woman kicked her heels and moved away from her like a little crab. She sat and waved her hands at her. That’s a negative in any language, friend. She gave the little woman a quizzical look. “I’m bound by law to take you back. If I don’t, and they find you, I can be arrested, and worse. I’m sorry. I have to-“

“Brother! Brother! Help brother!” And the little woman produced a tiny square that must have been a photograph, because she mustered enough courage to get up, and waver close to her face, wielding the square like a weapon, or an argument. Marina strained to catch the picture’s contents, but it was impossible. Whatever or whoever it was, was far too small for detection.

“OK, help ‘brother’”. How do you propose we do that?” At that, the woman balked, and appeared doubtful. Not for long. She started making odd beckoning signals to Marina. “Come here,” she said with her little hand curling. “I’m right here, you dum-dum… hmm. I wonder if you mean… my hand? OK. I think I get what you are saying. Sure, climb in, lady. What’s your name?” And Marina slowly inched her hand toward the woman, who stood there, waiting. As soon as her pinky finger was within reach of the woman, she did something exceedingly puzzling. She dove toward it, and when she landed on it, she straddled it, and then hugged it. Marina was about to protest when she felt it. The invasion. The mental connection that was both horrifying and more intimate than anything she had ever experienced.

Brother… lost… escaped… trouble… chips in our necks… The information was relentless, and it felt like an explosion inside her head. When it was over, she was shaking, and crying. She felt compelled to crush the little woman on the spot for such a violation, but at the same time such an act would have been unthinkable for her. She was also deeply grateful. She didn’t know why.

“Do you understand now, unwieldy person?”

“What did you- don’t be rude. My name is Marina.”

“I’m sorry, Marina. My name is Ciara. All our words for ‘big’ are insults or curses in my language. I’ll have to learn new ones, and add them to my understanding.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Ciara. What did you do to me, to my mind?”

“I formed a link, so I could talk to you, and you could understand me no matter what language I speak. I also explained to you why it’s crucial you don’t take me back, and instead take me with you. We have to find my brother.”

Marina thought of Ciara’s love for her brother. She thought of what she now knew was her brother’s face. She took a deep, shuddering breath, and whispered to Ciara as she flipped her hand and offered her palm to her, “let’s go find your brother.”