Meet the Parents

Many years ago, when I still held a bright-eyed view of the world most days, I used to imagine a world where tiny people exist. I existed in that world as well, and because I am the way I am, I imagined meeting a little guy, dating him, and eventually bringing him home to meet... Continue Reading →

Kinky Scribbles

A couple of weeks ago a thing happened on Twitter, a writing thing. It's the creation of @mightytinygiant, and she calls it #KinkyScribbles (click on the tag to see related tweets and links to other works). I'm always up for a new writing challenge, but the nice thing about writing very short pieces about people of... Continue Reading →

Happy Valentine’s Day!

I had a nice day today. I saw friends, I laughed, and I created. My mind is rushing with ideas I can't wait to bring into existence. Stories, drawings, and other kinds of creativity that connect with the woman I really am: the enormous woman that sees it all from here, and wants to rearrange... Continue Reading →

Happy New Year!

And now the fireworks go off. Have a Happy New Year!2019 is finally over, thank Me. It sucked. It was the second worst year of my life. On to happy thoughts. I'm an incredibly strong woman. I'm a real giantess. I'm a survivor. I'm here to stay. I wish the same for you. I wish... Continue Reading →

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 →

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