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 →

Rule No. 548 – No Clothes

I like writing down these things in a google doc now. They are not wholly exposed that way, as they would be if I simply start typing up stuff in here. The abover drawing happened on its own, a few minutes after I decided I was going to draw a giantess and a normal-sized man.... 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 →

Constantly Denimed

I didn't really intend to write anything about this drawing, but once I took the reference photos I was far too involved to avoid seeing what takes place over there, in that other world, where that Me exists with that Him, and they're having all the fun while I sit here and write about it... Continue Reading →

Memento

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

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

Small Omen

I always decide what we're going to watch. Fortunately for him, I always decide we're going to watch something fun. A few days ago I sat with my little guy as we had dinner, and I asked him if he'd seen the ads for that new series, Good Omens. "It looks okay," I said. He... 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 →

Nap

I stare at my ink-stained hands, contemplating certain thoughts, and I know I only make sense to myself. What I think seems perfect, normal, desirable, even as I know that there are probably very few people in the world that want to spend any amount of time under someone's ass, and that number is reduced... Continue Reading →

Rule No. 877 – Party Rules

You've been shrinking for a while now, Toy. I'm proud of you for having gone through the process without much resistance. You're a brave little trooper. The same can't be said about the rest of the people that shrank, but I don't care about them. I only care about you, and what happens to you.... Continue Reading →

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 →

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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