Sometimes my size kink (being a tiny) genuinely gets me down.
Occasionally I can feel my body just utterly crave and desire the feeling of being tiny and shrinking in the presence of a bigger woman as she looks down at me. To feel the warmth and loving strong embrace of a woman who is 4 times my size as she holds me tight as I fall asleep in her arms. To witness someone grow from shorter than me, slowly slowly get taller and taller as they tower over skyscrapers….
The scientific and physical impossibility of any of these scenarios make me wish I never even have this kink in the first place. Why do I have to be so mentally fixated on moments that will literally never happen in my life.
I have been so close to forking out money I don’t have in the slightest on VR, so i can get the closest we possibly can to experience this fantasy that we share, but there’s no way I could justify such a purchase.
I have never told a single soul about this kink, not even my therapist who I have over shared plenty of close things to me.
I am 5ft 5 myself and any time I see a tall girl irl my mind just instantly turns to mush and it just controls my mind for that brief period. Coming to terms that it is also very unlikely that I will meet a potential girlfriend who shares these interests, or isn’t turned off by the fact that I have them.
It just gets me so down sometimes it’s unbearable.
I’m sorry for the rant post, but it’s been eating me up on the inside I needed to vent somewhere. I would really love to know if anyone else feels such sadness around this kink and has similar experiences.