u/TCX-2023DUESX

The unfairness. Not the random shrinking of a virus that affects everyone, not the sudden teleportation of your city on the bed of a 22 year old horny god. Not the sudden unexplainable event where a percent of humanity shrinks all over the world. Not your ex shrinking you to take revenge. Not a random man or woman growing to enormous proportions without any apperant reason.

The unfairness of shrinking because of your nationality, country, race, gender etc. The shrinking of the whites, or the blacks, or the latinos, or the Indians, or the chinese, the japanese. Or the sudden shrinking of all the Americans, or germans, or British, or brazilians. The sudden shrinking of all the men, or the women.

Or conversely the growth of a certain population. The sudden growth of Australians, the overnight transformation of the Italians from being normal to towering giants, the Japanese suddenly getting 12 feet tall with bulging muscles, the sudden growth of Americans to skyscraper sizes.

The short guy you used to bully in school now stands looming over you, packed with muscles and a bulge in his pants to rival a bus. The short sweet girl you used to date now can casually bench an aeroplane. The sweet looking neighbour you greeted everyday is now sitting on top of thrir destroyed property. The ex you broke up with 2 years ago is now sending you pics with her tongue and butt out, with masseges like "can't wait to get my hands on you" since everyone like you shrunk. You short wife who till yesterday was complaining about you having too much libido is standing at 12 feet tall and going for hours today, draining and exhausting you beyond what you thought was even possible.

Hi so I am currently in the mood for this which I call unfairness in size. I mean being a tiny is already unfair and that's a huge part of the fetish but I enjoy this extra unfairness in the game. Drop anymore ideas if you got em, anyways thanks for reading through my rant :)

Sooo this one's for those who have read the giantessfan comic Darlsborough University. I am thinking of doing an rp based on the University, except there are now also giants(male) in the university. I shall be Ethan, a 22 year old 660 feet tall freshman. I'm hoping for someone to play the role of Brid, the main girl. I was also hoping for someone to play the role of her tiny boyfriend. It would involve cruelty, cuckolding, possible death of unnamed tinies since Brid would be cheating on her bf with me. It would heavily involve humiliation, degradation, torture etc. You don't have to memorize the script of the comic, it is just for the scenario. I can play extra giant characters but it will be better if you can handle women characters. For more spice or world building I have some ideas in my head, dm me with your kinks and limits or comment any question you have :)

Here's a list of my kinks

Ass Worship

Cock Worship

Balls Worship

Feet Worship

Bad Ends

Body description in detail

Branding

Breast / Nipple Worship

Breast Smothering

Corruption

Degradation

Discipline / Reinforcement

Domestication

Dub-Consensual

Established Size Changing

Extreme Humiliation

Fear

Growth (Macro)

Humans

Humiliation

Informality

Macrophilia

Mega Macro

Mental Torture

Microphilia

Modern Settings

Nonconsensual (for the tiny)

Power Imbalances

Public Humiliation

Realism

Shrinking (Micro)

Size Control

Size Differences (Micro / Macro)

Slice of Life

Story Driven

Sustainable Worlds

World Building

Babysitter

Begging

Crushing

Cuckolding

Death

Face-sittng

Large Asses

Large Breasts

Large cocks

Incest

Nightclub/bars

Gym

Muscle(both hyper and non hyper)

Limits -

Underage(duh)

Scat

Watersports(piss)

Beastiality

Anything toilet related or nasty like pus

Gas

Suppose all in your life was going good. You were studying in a good college, you had friends, a crush on a girl who atleast form a distance seemed interested in you, your dad had a good paying job, so did your mom, you got to go home on weekends and etc etc. Then the shrinking virus hit, and you shrunk, so did your dad. Luckily your friend didn't, who got you home safely to your mother. Now you live with your mom, who is roughly 1651 times bigger than you since you are only a milimtre tall, as your dad. But worry not, your mom is a sweet caring loving woman, who supports and takes care of both of you, your shrinking somewhat helps too, since there's not much expense on food water or electricity for you. You sleep in her drawer, she gives you breakfast, lunch and dinner there, and helps you clean off with a cup of water which is like a deep pool to you.

Life's great, atleast until you hear her moaning in one night. You peek out of the drawer to see her writhing in her bed, with her hand between her legs. Your face goes red, seeing a mountain of a curvy woman masterbate, thousands of metric ton of flesh wriggling in karnal pleasure. You lose the sense of time, you forget how long it is before your mother stifles a desparate moan and finally orgasams. You watch in awe as she absent mindedly flings her wet dripping panties on the table, just above you. The smell of girl cum instantly overwhelmes you, permeating your very world. It is strong and fishy, but you are too aroused to think about that. You look up at it, at the underwear bigger than football fields, and notice.... something. You don't recognise it at first, it is almost unnoticeable. A dot in the white sticky patch of the fabric. What is it? A bug? Something else? You notice some little movements, a twitch here and there. You look more closely, and horror dawns on your face as you realise it's a tiny man, stuck in your mom's cum. You don't know what to do, he looks pretty beaten up. Should you call on your mom? Will she even hear you? Did she knew? Was she unaware? Is the man a pervert? You don't know what to do, so you just keep sitting and watch as the twiches slow and stop eventually. You climb down, and go back to sleep. Next day goes normally, your mom is still the same woman, caring and nurturing as ever. You think you should tell her, but ultimately decided against it. What if she gets disgusted by the fact you were spying on her pleasuring herself? What is the man was a pervert, and got what he deserved, or it was just an accedent, and the man is gone, no need to make her feel guilty. But you don't sleep next night. After the lights are turned off you climb the drawer, and sit at the edge. Your mom keeps scrolling on her phone, chuckling and texting someone. You wait. After a long while, your mom puts her phone down and yawns. You sigh and were about to climb down and go to sleep when you see her fish out something from her bra, something small which she is pinching between her fingers. You keep looking as she pulls her panties fown and starts rubbing herself there, quietly moaning and writhing. You watch. You watch and watch as it plays out again, concluding with a louder moan and loud deep breaths aftewards. And again she flings her panties on the table. You see her, a barely moving dot in her cum, an African American woman barely conscious and alive. You don't say anything, don't think anything and go to sleep again. It happens again the next night, and the night after that and so on. You find more tinies in her panties, tiny blood stains on her bra and sole shoe of her shoes, little outlines shaped like tiny humans on her bra. Some nights you see her drop them in her mouth, some nights you hear her whisper talk to herself about being sorry, about how it arouses her to feel the desparate squirms of the dammed tinies, how their fights for life fuels her orgasm. You see all, don't say anything to her.

Days go by, you see her being herself, or atleast maintaining the facade. One day you see someone new. A tall and massive man. Your mom introduces him as her newly hired sub-ordinate, same as your age. He is good looking, tall, atleast 6'6 or more, and massively muscular. You catch your mom eyeing him when he's not looking. Your mom insists he comes by for work, but you still see her biting her lips and brushing her fingers on her crotch when she thinks no one is looking. You hear her moaning his name, my name, in the night, writhing in bed, another one or a dozon tinies dying inside her as she cums. Days go by, you see me coming more to your house. Me and your mom mostly talk about work while we sit on the sofa, with your mom too close to me, with her hands on places where it has no buisness being on a sub-ordinate. You see all, but don't talk. Don't tell dad. Oneday I request to use the bathroom. Your mom shows me the way. You watch as we both enter the bathroom. You hear sounds, low whispers and giggling, some gasping and and an all too familiar wet sound, too people kissing. You mom leaves the bathroom after 7 minutes, far too long for anything formal. You hear the water running, sloshing. I get out after half an hour, my hair wet, a towel around my waist. You stare at my sculpted body, like a distant flesh coloured moutain. I don't notice you, too far away and too small. The towel drops and you understand the reason of your mom gasping. The long thick piece of meat hangs and swings as I get another set of clothes from my bag and put them on. Yet you just watch, don't say anything. Days pass. You see your mom sit in my lap ocassionally, me sometimes wrapping my arms around her waist as she giggles, sometimes she kisses my cheek, completely ignorant of you and your dad. One night you wake up to grunts and moans. You climb the drawer, already knowing what you will see. Yes, you were right. You see your mother, laying on the bed with her legs wrapped around my waist, moaning and panting for me to go harder, and me driving my 12 inch thick piece inside her with ferocity. You watch, like any other day, except now there's another person with her and the sound's lot less pretencious. You watch as I flip her over, pull her on my lap, or squezee her breasts. You watch as she nearly screams when I release inside her, burying myself deep in her snatch. You watch as we cuddle afterwards, and drift off to sleep. The night ends, and you spend another day seeing me and your mom "working", with a hefty amount of touching eachother. You watch as whisper talk about how she's so pent up since your dad shrunk, not like he was much when he was big. You watch me console her, saying she deserves a real man, not some pathetic tiny bug. You watch as she leans into me, kissing my neck and rubbing her hands all over my abs. You keep watching and watching, as the showers take longer and longer, and the moaning gets louder at night. You watch as her outfit gets skimpier when I am around, which is like most of the time now. You watch as I slap her butt, making her giggle. You watch as my semi gets fondled by her or gets wedged between her butt cheeks. You watch as she deliberately sits between my legs and drops her belongings and slowly picks them up, with you often on the table in front. You watch as her butt moves on my semi, you watch as sometimes my hand cups her gigantic breasts. You watch and watch, and watch.

Days go by and so does nights, with every night accompanied by loud moans now a days.

In all of these, you didn't paid much attention to your dad. You didn't notice how he had his eyes open during nights, how his snoring stopped for ling whiles when the moaning got louder. How he looked at his wife when she wore a panty and picked up a pen right before me. One night you get back to your drawer and rest, preparing to sleep through another night of moaning and grunting. You don't see your dad but you don't pay it much mind as you start to drift off. You awake from the sound of talking, not the usual talking, more towards the day to day normal kind talking. You climb the drawer to see your mother in the usual position, sprawled on the bed with her legs spread, with me between them, with my cock standing tall and proud, away from my body. But your mom's talking to someone, someone on her stomach. You listen, and slowly realise it's your dad, because your mom calls him by his name and they are clearly fighting. You watch as the fight turns into your mom getting angrier and more infuriated, calling him a big and talking about how he had never satisfied her like me, or how he's lucky he didn't end up like other bugs his size. You watch as your mom says "oh yeah? Let's see how much you are a man compared to him", before pinching your dad between her fingers and dropping him on the base of my cock. You watch as she sucks me off, moaning loudly. You watch as she drops your dad on her nipples and has me rub my fingers on them, moaning about if the attention was enough. You watch as she drops your dad on the tip of my throbbing cock and laughs saying "try to not die like a bug and drown in his cum", before having me pound her. You watch as we fuck till dawn, and take a shower afterwards. You watch as your mom snarks and says "good riddence" when I laugh about how that was such a pathetic way to die.

The days go on, you watch as slowly the blood stains on her bra returns, and we sprinkle tinies on our bodies at night, before going at it. You get no explanation from your mom about your dad "vanishing off", just a shrug and a half hearted apology, about how he is most likely dead and how he should have been more careful. You watch as I get more comfortable in your home, often wearing shorts which rather show off my package rather than hiding it. Often times than not you see outlines of tinies like you on the fabric, pressed against it. Often times you see red stains on the underwears. You see, see and see more. You keep seeing as handful of tinies gets dropped between her breasts and I press them together, as blood slowly seeps from between them. You watch, and watch, and watch as your happy sweet caring mother crushes hundreds of tinies a month and moans bouncing on my lap. You watch. What else you can do anyways, end up like your dad or the other tinies? Bugs like you don't get a say, otherwise the outline of the tiny girl won't be on the tip of my cock as it rests between your mother's butt cheeks.

Have you ever find that slow change of morality so hot ? Especially the corruption of a sweet person. I find it extremely hot . Let's say your thick milf of a mom grew with a few lucky people around the world, or didn't shrink during a shrinking pandemic, while you and your dad did stay a tiny or become one. How long you think she can go without cheating on your dad? How long you think she can resist the urge to experience that tall muscular stud who has a 12 inch package in his pants from her job? How long she can resist the urge to use a tiny to pleasure herself?

Ps: hey long time no post I know, I got busy with my life, which is an excellent horny reducing agent. Had this idea bouncing in my head for a while, so wrote it down and thought you guys should enjoy it too. I probably would expand this, kind of writing a story or two or a dozon, plus college, you know the drill. Anyways, thanks for listing to my horny size fulled ramble and have a nice day :)

Soooo this morning I woke up a bit late (I had the day off) , and my hand a tickling sensetion on my stomach . So out of instinct I scratched and rubbed it , and I heard some faint screaming and something wet , aaaand it turned out to be blood . At first I was concerned like "WTF AM I BLEEDING ?!!" then I checked closely and it was some speck sized tinies . From their body language and movements they seemed to be , vloggers or something like that , like that had cameras and phones out recording . And it really pissed me off , like what is hell is wrong with these bugs ? Don't I get to have a good night's sleep and wake up to some tiny pervs not filming me ? I know I am like a god to you tiny bugs with all my muscular physique and gigantic size but still it's not okey to film me without my consent . Like looking in awe is one thing but filming ? That's too far ! So in anger I squashed all of them , didn't even ask to delete the footage or anything really . I later found a group on my foot , like they were climbing on it and taking selfies . I decided if they liked it so much they can die under it.

And there was another group , in my pants . Yes , in my freaking pants , taking selfies with my cock , with some even licking, grinding and worshipping it . Like yeah I get it it's bigger than your house and it short circuits your tiny bug brains , so your only response is getting on your knees but maybe don't get into my pants when I am sleeping ? That's just disrespectful .

At this point I was feeling pretty dirty so I took a shower , with them still in there . I didn't care that they would drown , or get squished under my feet . I don't even care normally and here they were on my body , filming me when I was asleep . I saw some of them go down the drainage ditch , and I thought suits them , should've left when I was still asleep .

And apparantly some girl survived and posted the entire thing on internet . It has since been taken down (after I threatened to flatten their office) . The tiny officials send me an email today saying that 30 or so we're killed by me , and I should really talk and try to resolve the situation peacefully next time....like what the hell ? Tell your citizens not to be on and film someone thousands times their size , and that's what I wrote back , tell them to keep out of my house and they all are bugs so I don't feel any remorse anyway .

Aaaand that's for today , thanks for listening to a giant ranting about their life.....anyways see y'all later :)

(To be clear I am NOT hating on tinies in our community. I love tinies and without tinies we aren't really giants , it's just a story-like post , don't overthink it :^)