The Treasure of a Real Toy

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 →

Crush

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 →

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 →

Touched – 1

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

Cogito

I keep saying I'm going to write more about giant people, and I will... but this is a draft I created last year with a story in mind that I also started writing many months ago. So, you see, it's not my fault. They told me they fixed it! The inspiration for this is my... 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 →

Dancing Shoes

Oh and the shit, shock, horror You've seen your future bride Yeah, but it's oh so absurd For you to say the first word so you're waiting and waiting and — Arctic Monkeys I'm writing this right now. Right now, as you look at the screen. I don't know how long it's going to be,... Continue Reading →

Solution

I've always wanted to draw robots, but didn't know how. The above is the logical progression to my thoughts about tiny robots built to improve the lives of the people (or taller robots) that purchase them. Sometimes the tiny robots aren't robots at all, but small people hiding under metal to escape genocide. Sometimes they... Continue Reading →

The ABCs Game – J is for Jeans

I've been playing this ABCs Game for approximately a decade, and it's time to wrap it up. It's time to wrap up all my blog series so I can move on to other things I need to finish and start. I'm halfway done with the letters, some of which have been accidental repeats. Who cares? No... Continue Reading →

My ButtyJuly17 Story: Assed

Do you remember back when life was wonderful, and I entered that Size Riot contest that was centered around butt stories? Writers turned in fifteen stories for ButtyJuly17, and that was the best July there ever was. I wrote two stories I never posted anywhere, and after more than a year later, I suppose I... Continue Reading →

The Spider Whisperer

A long time ago, when I started writing stories about giantesses and tiny men, there were a few of them that stayed with me. There’s Sophie the invisible giantess, or Steve the sniper, for example.  A more recent one is my little spider whisperer, a natural-born small man that thinks he can talk to Arthropoda... Continue Reading →

Empty Pile of Clothes – 7

Alright, it's time for the next pile, and the photo contributor only provided four words as the story prompt. That is quite a dangerous provocation. Who knows what I'll write! What terrible things might happen to the owner of those clothes, simply because I was given carte blanche. You've been warned. The story will be... Continue Reading →

Syzygy

The idea for this story came to mind because of the image above. I don't particularly like it, as three people in an image are not my cup of tea at the moment; but when I saw it, a scenario rushed to my thoughts and it's very much something I want to tell. Also, beach... Continue Reading →

Therapy

July is going through an identity crisis. Temperatures aren’t record low, but they feel utterly unusual. Not as shocking as spotting a tiny man in my home, and certainly not as delightfully puzzling, that’s for sure. I’ve been trying to find little people since birth (there are pictures of me as a baby, being held... Continue Reading →

Pucker up and kiss my…

As you know, my friend Aborigen runs writing contests. It is now time to vote for the theme that will dominate the next contest. I want to write stories about giant asses... and I don't mean people of incredibly large sizes that behave unseemingly—I'm talking about that star-shaped enclosure surrounded by soft, embracing flesh, found... Continue Reading →

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