Why couldn’t a very tiny man send a cap flying off the bottle just like giants can?

I was going to draw this, but then I thought of using my Pixton mutant skills to portray my thoughts on the matter, which are always slanted in the same direction. How does a meme affect a tiny man? How can a meme be influenced by a giantess? Who the hell came up with the... Continue Reading →

My GentleApril19 story: A Cappella

When I signed up to participate in the latest Gentle April story contest, I had an idea for my entry but no clue how I'd illustrate it until a few days ago. I wanted to draw the giantess, but in the end I like drawing tiny men far more than I like drawing huge ladies.... Continue Reading →

Craigslist: I want to hold you in my hand

The place usually deletes my ads within a very short period of time, but in the meantime I like to imagine a world where any person can go online and make a connection with someone that wants what they have to offer. They don't get to it right away, but maybe they catch a movie... Continue Reading →

The ABCs game – W is for What Happened

I published this post a few hours ago without realizing I'd already done so last year. I was too exhausted to realize that last night as I've had very little sleep lately. I have no idea why I saved a copy as a draft if I had published it, but now I've fixed this post... Continue Reading →

End Day

Should I warn you about this story's content? Should I tell you to prepare yourself for... Nah. You're on your own. : D I should really update my categories, so that at least there's some kind of notion as to what the reader should expect. Until then, you're on your own. BIG TOOTHY SMILE FAR... Continue Reading →

Nudge

The idea for this image came from my fantasies. In them, I shrink someone who must then, on a daily basis, face my panties. He contends with other garments, but my undergarments are de rigueur a challenge in his life. What does this brave little guy do? Does he rise to the occasion? It's not... Continue Reading →

Lipstick

I've wanted to write something on the topic of lipstick for a very long time. A few days ago I decided it was time to do so, and it was time to draw something about it. Combine that with my love for handheld, kissing, gentle but inexorable advances, and this is the result. Lipstick

Smirk

  I was born smirking, likely I was thinking about the day I'd shrink someone, or find a tiny man in a gutter or a ditch somewhere. When my giantess senses tingle, the first (well, maybe) muscle that moves is my smirk. I can feel it in my right cheek as the corner of my... Continue Reading →

Fortune 50 – 3

Here's my third of ten fortune-cookie vignette installments, because I imagine I'll be able to accumulate fifty different fortunes, and I figure I'll want Chinese takeout again, at some point... though not in the foreseeable future. I'm doing a little better keeping each entry down to a minimum word count, or at least one to my liking;... Continue Reading →

Nature Knows

She held him firmly in the grip of her soft hand and made her case. "Take the dung beetle, for example." "Are you sure you want to make your point by using an insect that eats shit as an example?" "It's not what it eats, silly. It's how it fucks." "Go on." "Some male dung... Continue Reading →

The ABCs Game – K is for Kisses

Good heavens (or bad ones in this case), I didn’t realize I wrote a blog entry with the same title about a decade ago. Oh, well… K is for Kisses. Again. At present I find myself only wanting to kiss someone tiny. That doesn’t mean I’d refuse to kiss a normal-sized man, but having only... Continue Reading →

Tuesday Night News…

It's time for my Tuesday various and sundry update on what I deem pertinent information. I'm participating in the latest writing contest, hosted by Size Riot, and despite the problematic theme voted into existence by some of you. That topic is Big Couples, giant people with a normal-sized person, or a normal couple with a... Continue Reading →

Mouth Kiss

I have to be very specific with you because of your incredibly tiny brain. There are all kinds of kisses. Some are desirable, and others are the breakdown of your life. Yes, I see you in forensic terms sometimes, because you used to be a man, and now you are a stick of flesh I... Continue Reading →

What’s In Your Wallet?

I've long had this idea of pilfering through the possessions of a recently shrunken person​ and taking whatever I want from their home as they watch helplessly. I don't take much, and it's not about stealing valuables. It's about showing them what I've done to them, and taking reminders of what they used to be,... Continue Reading →

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