Quick life update! I'm doing okay, but work has kept me real busy.
I'll start chipping away at DMs soon, and maybe even write something for once. I appreciate everyone's patience and kindness so much, and I'm sorry if I've hurt anyone by not being more available. Thank you.
You awaken in a strange town, head pounding. Dozens of others just as confused, before a boom from above rocks the street.
"Ufufuu~!" Kirai giggles, the massive idol looming over the model town, drool leaking from the corner of her mouth, "a whole city of sweets, all for me~!"
"That's odd..." Rinko spots the downed model, the plastic piece that once filled in for the cockpit has pops off. Concerned, she gently picks up the mobile suit.
You are suddenly forced back into your seat, your wrecked MS lifted to vast blue eyes.
"Oh dear..." a voice booms.
You've shrunk yourself down and snuck into my gym bag, thrilled to explore my reeking socks. When you hear booming outside, you assume it's me, but instead are confronted with a red-faced young woman with a prominent bulge in her tight gym shorts.
I'm a big advocate of Shrinking at Con scenarios.
HOWEVER.
I'm not opposed to an entire convention ending up as microbes on my insole.
Or caught in the tangled swamp of my armpits.
Or awakening, dazed and confused in the vast, spiraling forest adorning my mons pubis.
Or
"Whadda hell's that," your heart stops, a blast of hot air, reeking of alcohol, nearly bowling you over as the previously dozing redhead stares right at you.
"Huh," she mumbles, cheeks crimson as she extends her index finger, its shadow swallowing your form.
"Mus' be a bug..."
The sun beats down on your newly shrunken form as you navigate the labyrinth of grass. Suddenly, the earth trembles, a shadow cast over you. Glancing up, you're confronted by the pale, well-built figure of a Hex Maniac, face contorted into a smile.
"T-there you are!"
Buried beneath a NEET's panty-clad bulge as she rolls out of bed and plops into her gaming chair for a marathon FFXIV session. Forced to huff the reek of her body after she's spent the whole week not showering.
Only pausing from her game when your struggles make her horny.
Guy participating in NNN that's shrunken down by his girlfriend and taped down to her sole as she gives a footjob to his bestfriend.
Covered in his friend's cum, he realizes he likes feet AND his best friend more than he thought.
Also, he failed NNN.
Amazonian Rei, more than double your height, spotting you staring in the gym, confronting you in the locker room post-workout.
"So," I tease, backing you into a corner, pinning you against the wall as I press my sweat-slicked abs against your face.
"Want a closer look~?"
With a red-faced grin, your speck-sized form wanders through Ms. Norimaki's residence. Thrilled at the opportunity to peep on the bombshell teacher, you're surprised by when a pair of massive heels crash down before you, a stern voice booming from above.
"What do we have here?"
20-something in an "I♥️Hot Moms" t-shirt grinning as she squats over the terrified, shrunken milf that had only moments ago been jogging through the park.
"Third one this week~" the horny Zoomer thinks aloud, as she plucks the woman from the ground and slips her down her top.
Suddenly reduced to the size of a speck while waiting for a panel to begin at a con. As you're stranded on the vast plain of seat, you glance up as a shadow overtakes you.
Looming over you, leek in hand, is the shapely figure of a Hatsune Miku cosplayern in her late 30s.(1/4)
Massive, bare soles slamming into either side of you as I spot you on my floor. Squatting down, tight boyshorts leaving little to the imagination as they cling to my body.
I stare down at you with a bore expression, before pursing my lips. Saliva pooling between them... (1/6)
Flirting with a curvy wine mom, only to be reduced to the size of a speck and slipped into her lacy panties.
Several hours (and drinks) later she staggers to her room, crashing into bed and slipping her hand against her. Tiny prisoner forgotten as her hand barrels towards you.
Suddenly reduced to a speck in the Converse of the Hot Topic employee you'd been crushing on for the past month.
Buried beneath their pale, sweaty sole as they idly tap their foot to an MCR song while ringing up a customer. Both of you anxiously awaiting the end of their shift.
Happy 36th Anniversary to Dirty Pair TV! Here's one of the first size drawings I had ever seen, featuring the Lovely Angels, uh, troubleshooting, to celebrate!
For what it's worth, this is slightly less destruction than Kei and Yuri typically cause.
Your friend, normally so delicate with you, giggles as she plucks you up from the table, taking another drag from her pipe.
Opening her mouth wide, smoke wafting out, she places you on her glistening tongue, your squirms useless as you're dragged into her humid maw. (1/3)
Slipped into the gaudy, neon leggings of the unaware milf nextdoor, just before her morning yoga session. Slammed against a thick bare cheek, lightly dappled with cellulite, swallowed up by her hungry rear as she descends the steps, interior already humid.
Then, the yoga begins.
Shrinking you down in the locker room, so small that I don't even have to step on you.
I just blow on the spot I could see you moments ago, knocking you into the footprint left by my bare, sweaty sole.
And you drown~
"Don't squirm too much, 'kay?" the blonde, soaked from sweat by the Florida Summer, instructs as she brings you past a see-through tank top to a pair of denim shorts, swallowed by tan ass cheeks. Squirming in horror, you look below as she pulls back her waistband.
No panties.
Fairies shrinking down adventurers and stuffing them in bottles.
One teasingly rattling her jar, mage bouncing off glass walls.
Another licking the glass, hungry maw terrorizing her warrior.
The last jar empty, owner blushing as the rogue squirms in her drooling "coinpurse".
Short, thick nerdy gal nervously slipping her bare foot into her converse. Burying her tall, lithe popular girlfriend's reduced form beneath her plush sole to fulfill the smaller girl's fantasy.
Freckled face turning red as she feels a tiny tongue lapping as a sweaty wrinkle.
Nerdy gal shrinking herself and exploring the room of her crush, a tall, curvy, goth gal.
The black denim short-shorts she's exploring suddenly yanked up. Pillars of white clad in fishnets rushing by as they're faced with their destination.
Pale, ivory cheeks.
No underwear.
Young genius accidentally shrinking herself. Desperately trying to find a solution, they hear their door creak open.
"Hello..?" Their burnout roomate looms over them, the reek of weed clinging to her pajama bottoms as she walks forward, sole looming overhead. (1/2)
40-something sensei of a strip mall judo school finds you shrunken after a long day of classes.
Grinning, she offers you "after-hours lessons", before planting her bare, sweaty sole atop you, mashing you into the mat and letting out a satisfied sigh as she rolls you underfoot.
Tucked in the sweaty mire of my underboob as I lounge at the beach, drowning in my body heat.
"It could always be worse," my voice booms.
"In fact," I continue, smirking as I roll onto my side.
"It will be~" I flop onto my belly, pinning you beneath my chest as I tan my back.
Tied up in a Goth cutie's fishnets on a hot Summer day, drowning in her sweat as you desperately try to get loose. Finally, you loosen your bonds and tumble through the air.
Right into the vast, dark confines of her boot, landing with a wet plap as her sole barrels towards you.
Really love the idea of shrinking someone and having them masturbate while I just have a part of my body loom over them.
Not even letting them worship my soles or whatever, just having my sweaty peds loom over them while they get off, dominating them without even making contact.
In a real "plant my bare butt on a cutie's face, squirming as they makeout with my post-workout rear. Feeling them dwindle down, smaller and smaller, until they're swallowed whole by my perfect ass," sort of mood.
"Not so fast~" Misato coos, giggling as you scurry along the bathing NERV commander's rising leg, sending you tumbling into her purple forest.
"Work before play~" She pants, fingers gliding along the stubble, smearing you against humid flesh and towards her waiting lower lips.
Valley girl offering the comp-sci club a trip to a mountain ski resort, only to shrink them and dump them in valley formed by her goth girlfriend's balls.
"Now for the snow~" she giggles, embarrassed partner looking on as the blonde wraps her hand around the punk's pale shaft.
Soaked in saliva, you're plastered to the tongue of an e-girl as she parts her lips, extending her tomgue and rolling her eyes back as she snaps an ahegao selfie.
Unceremoniously swallowed as likes, RTs, and unwanted DMs come rolling in.
The cheerleader hungrily laps as the sweaty sole of her crush, face red with excitement as she's buried in the insole.
Dressed in her college's school colors, the marching band's trumpet player scrunches her toes. Whatever was lodged in her left boot feels REALLY nice underfoot.
💖~Like and RT if you want to be buried beneath my plush, sweaty soles, so small that a wrinkle could swallow your insignificant body as you drown in the heat of my body, helplessly lapping at the salty, sopping flesh of my foot as you grind against me~💖
Reduced to the size of speck in the boot of a Tractor Goth, baking in the 100+ degree heat as you're caught in her fishnets, smothered between her pale, sweaty soles and her absolutely soaked insole while she tills the fields and looks great doing it.
"Lookit it go~!" Yukana giggles, as she records your pinned, speck-sized form stuck to the pavement by a glob of saliva, Reiko looming behind her.
"Okay, be sure to get all this," Reiko cooly tells her friend, casting a shadow as she stomps towards you and slips off her shoe.
Milking my partner's member over your jar, watching as it dribbles pre on your tiny body. She asks if this is okay.
"Okay? they love this sort of thing!" I tease as her member begins to spasm, hot, sticky cum flooding your prison, burying you in a blanket of white ecstasy.
Utterly dominated by Chiaki's colossal, pale ass, as she plays Cho Aniki.
Smothered in the Ultimate Gamer's sweat and odor as you're pinned beneath a sternum crushingly thick slab of buttflesh. Her occasional wiggles only shifting you closer to being swallowed the NEET's rear.
Druid walking barefoot through the forest, sighing contentedly as she scrunches her toes, communing with nature.
Unaware of the mages that had accidentally been brought to the forest, smaller than ants, as she presses them into the accumulated filth and sweat between her toes.
"Masturbating to a size artist's work while unknowingly using them as a toy" is definitely one of my favorite meta scenarios for size stuff, just adds a whole extra layer of humiliation and atypical power dynamics to the whole situation.
Buncha cuties in their room after a long day at a con, all forming a circle around their new toy.
You.
Teasingly rolling you beneath their aching, sweaty soles, demanding you massage the tired flesh. Seeing who makes you climax first.
Then, how many times until you pass out.
Selling my fans the opportunity to shrink down and live in my filthy socks, panties, bra, etc.
Only for me to tape them down to their article of choice and seal it in an insultated mailer, their new home sold to a fellow Rei Enthusiast.
"Isn't this what you wanted?" I coo, lifting my foot and watching as you dangle from my toe ring's chain.
"Now you get to be close to your goddess's feet forever~!" I tease, giggling as I jerk my foot back, slamming you into my plush toes and curling them around you.
Head cheerleader shrinking herself to sneak into the dorm of her crush; the president of the college's Game Design club.
Navigating through a sea of unwashed clothes and dishes, scaling unshaven legs, all to bury her face in the musky, panty-clad lower lips of the sleeping NEET.
Shrunken to an impossibly small size, stranded in the vast expanse of your kitchen, all alone.
Or so you thought.
A towering figure appears from a hole in your wall. The normally mouse-sized borrower hurries forward, eyes locked on a fallen crumb.
Soles rushing towards you.
Nerd in your college's reduction research society shrinking you down and slipping you into the back of her panties for a day of "endurance testing".
Only for a pair of bullies to give her an atomic wedgie.
At least the endurance test was a resounding success.
Slipped into the black, no-slip shoe of the fast food worker as she returns to work from lunch. Sleepy eyed face unchanging as you're pressed into her sweaty sock as she works the register, taking quiet satisfaction in the knowledge that your day will be even worse than hers.
I fight back the laughter as I place you on the photocopier's glass plane, slipping my panties down before planting my bare ass on you, blinding light assaulting you.
Giggling as I tuck my photos into a folder, I hastily yank my panties up, sealing your flattened body to my ass.
Ryoko reclines in her seat, sipping her drink as she enjoys the beach. Sweat runs down her legs as she reads, droplets collecting between her toes as you're idly squeezed between them, desperate cries for help silenced as you're forced deeper into her sweaty soaked toe cleavage.
Body glittering with sweat, I lift my shirt to mop up the sweat on my brow as I return home from my jog. Letting out a satisfied sigh as I'm struck by the cool air of my apartment.
"Oh man," I announce, grinning as I feel a squirming underfoot.
"You're still conscious, huh~?"
Managing to escape my Converse, you creep through my room, illuminated only by my computer screen. Seeing how focused I am, you sprint towards the exit. Suddenly, a gust of wind, then an intense pressure and all too familiar scent as you're pinned underfoot.
"Nice try."
"Oh, I'm sorry dear, I think he went home~!" Your girlfriend's mom addresses her dejected daughter before bustling back to the laundry room.
Below, you lap at her warm shaft, sandwiched between it and her tight package as the milf giggles at the sensation of her adoring boytoy.
Pulling back a cheek and sprinkling dozens of specks into my tight ass. Sealing them in with my boyshorts as I leave for my workout.
Minds flooded with pheromones as I sweat, slipping into the sweat-lubricated wrinkles on my asshole. Thrusting and grinding as they huff my reek~
Your owner, a woman in her late-30s, going through old things in the attic, stumbling across a box with a familiar pair of horns, grey bodypaint, and a shirt adorned with ♏️.
"Hey, little nerd~" she teases reaching into your cage, grey fingers wrapping around your sleeping form.
Extremely Ditzy Valley Girl and Very Self-Serious Goth Gal forming an unexpected, intimate connection over their shared love of utterly dominating tinies
Just wish you were all specks lost near me on my day off.
Stranded in my pubic forest, fingers bulldozing you as I scratch myself.
Buried by bare, unwashed feet in my well-worn slippers.
Assaulted by my humid, stale morning breath as you're scooped up in a spoonful of cereal.
Trapped in a fleshlight, you barely manage to survive the first round. Slowly trekking to the entrance as your owner cleans themselves up, before their friend comes over to work on a college project
They talk for a minute, then your owner heads out to pick up some carryout.
Gently lifting my mountainous breasts as you set to work lapping up the sweat accumulating along my underboob. Giggling as I feel your tiny tongue on my sensitive chest.
Then letting go. Moaning softly as you squirm, pinned by my breastflesh, as I slip my hand past my waistband.
Barefoot in shorts and a tank top as I sit on my bed with legs crossed in a butterfly position. I idly scroll through my phone, ignoring your tiny form sandwiched between my thigh and calve as I slip my toes in, digits pressing you into the sensitive, sweaty flesh of my legpit.
Squatting over you, already tight denim shorts now swallowed by my ass. Pigtails bouncing as I smack my gum, scowling at you with disdain.
"This whatcha wanted?" I slap my rear, bronzed cheeks wobbling overhead, marked by tanlines where the denim had once covered pale buttflesh.
Reclusive goth discovers a spellbook, and tries to cast a curse on her college's star tennis player.
Only to end up shrunken in the athlete's room as she returns from practice, an accidental voyeur as she pulls up the goth's instagram.
And slips her hand down her panties.
POV: You're on the beach and I caught you leering at me while I sunbath so I'm charging up my Eye Beams That Shrink People (magnified by my cool shades) to blast you smaller than a grain of sand.
Running laps on the track dressed in an old gym uniform, you stranded in the middle, nearly crushing you into paste with each lap.
Until I finally notice you, I crouch down, drawing the fabric of my bloomers tight against my butt and crotch as they fill the sky above you.
Mashing you beneath my sweaty soles as I scroll through Twitter, reclined on the couch. Bored expression on my face, as below you lap at my sopping digits, desperately grinding against me as you're milked dry by teasing toes.
An exhausted mess after a long day, I strip down to my tank-top and panties before flopping on my bed.
Leashed to my big toe, you're slammed into my sole as I recline. I idly scrunch my toes, signaling for you to worship my filthy foot, as I roughly jam my hand into my panties.
Compiling my size posts in Moments so they're a bit more accessible than the old pinned thread! Starting of with all the posts and stories featuring yours truly!
Me, sleeping in a loose-fitting tanktop and panties, sprawled out and snoring as I lay half covered on messy bed.
Nestled between my pillowy breasts, curled up in a ball, you are lulled to sleep by the beat of my heart and heaving chest. My toy, resting for another day of play.
Slipping you into my top as I rush out the door to work, pinning you between my breasts. The reek of minty body wash floods your nostrils as you squirm against the supple walls of flesh, before resigning yourself to your prison.
Until a few hours later, as sweat begins to form.
"Oh man," I glance down at your tiny form laying face down in my cupped hand.
"You really DO like hands, huh~?" I tease, noticing your hips moving, giggling at the display as you helplessly thrust into the sweat-lubricated crease on my palm, face crimson with embarrassed lust.