Because we are soup snakes.
This blog entry was created the 13th of November of last year, and I started writing the accompanying story around that date. Sleeping with my tiny toy trapped in my panties is a much older thought, but the idea for this entry emerged from a meme someone posted on Twitter. I have no interest in... Continue Reading →
Before I delve into this, I'd like to say that if anyone knows the source of the original image, please let me know. I've searched for the creative source without success, and I'll continue to do so until I can credit it. I'm not a monster. Well, not about that. The original image that inspired... Continue Reading →
You know how it is. You see a piece of artwork that inspires size thoughts, that propels your imagination, and you can picture a tiny person in the artwork, playing the role that fits your fancy. I decided to go a step further. I started collecting images of rousing art that has nothing to do... Continue Reading →
This is my entry. I've thought about it for some time, and I never thought I'd put it down into words, given the content... but when this year's #CruelJan20 contest theme was announced, I thought, why not? And I did. This time around I didn't write my story at the last minute, as I usually... Continue Reading →
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 →
This is deeply connected to what you see above. A Soft Home
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 →
I watched my right hand dig into my purse when I did it. I didn't recognize it, even though it had been my hand from the moment I was born. It felt like a new hand. I saw it reach into my $80.00 purse (which is damned cheap as far as purses go, let me... Continue Reading →
Hello there. This is just a carrot-dangling post to announce my latest Patreon posts. Currently, only my subscribers can see the full-sized, uncensored image above, titled "Treasure" after the Inktober prompt I used to name it. I'll release a small version here and at DA in three, four centuries. I still haven't given much thought... Continue Reading →
I was doing very well with my Inktober drawings this year, then I got stuck for a few days. Once I restarted I was so behind that I knew I would not complete the prompts by the end of the month. I was fine with that, as I do Inktober for fun and not to... Continue Reading →
I found out about Vore Day the year before last, or maybe I knew about it before, but I hadn't applied my brand of consumption to it. I've joked about those crazy vore people almost for as long as I've been online, but only because the subtext is that I'm one of them. There is one marked... Continue Reading →
No, not that stic… oh, brother. Get your mind out of the gutter! I don’t have time for this. What I mean by “daily sticky” is the idea of a tiny person leaving a sticky note for a normal-sized person to find somewhere in their home, when they have absolutely no idea a tiny person... Continue Reading →
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 →
Apparently, writing about shrunken men is some sort of drug I need or my brain melts. I'm not worried. I'm not at all worried. I am writing a longer story about a giantess, so Undersquid FTW. Don't read this at work. Memento
This is a new series. It consists of words to be read. Those words are SFW right now. For now. It won't stay that way. Right now it's safe and cozy. Touched
