@HHunter1 heehee because I do! That’s my type. I enjoy men who are mean, they can even bully and tease me if they’d like but at the end of the day I need spoiling and snuggles

@Olo I think they like boobs too much to not have the giant feature them. Which. Is understandable. Honestly I’m just grateful that this super great artist, at least, is sw focused for once.

@tiny-ivy Alternatively? Flip the script. You are into this being tiny thing. You love being in Brodigan or whatever. You are, perhaps, unhealthily into it… and it concerns your giant owner. That is, in fact, the reason why she picked up in the first place: you were running full tilt towards the nearest person you could find, never mind things like cars or stomping feet. She knows that madness would only get worse if you finally meet her boyfriend, and she’s deeply worried about your increasingly determined escape attempts. She’s slowly escalating her efforts to keep you safe in her room, without just locking you in a box or something, because she’s nice like that, and meanwhile the boyfriend is starting to notice her efforts and increased worries.

@AnnDViant Tiny Kryptonians are more than I’m prepared to handle.

@TakoAlice8 certainly … Tossing back the last remnant of her impossibly polychromatic cocktail, Frederica resumed her commentary. “And we’re back! That was Nikki, our former Hunter, turned Commentator; here at the exclusive Artemis Hunt!” she grinned as she handed the empty glass to a scantily dressed, attendant who stood barely as high as her breasts. “Let’s get back to Bran” she continued, “It’s just about time for him to resume his pursuit of Rose. He’s the only Hunter on her trail and she’s showing no sign of accepting a Sponsorship. Bran’s third tag on Rose, has reduced her to just two feet, nine inches. As you can see on our Tracker feeds, Rose has very wisely chosen to abandon the last of her clothing. Our thirty-three-inch nudie cutie has realized that she can much faster in the buff!” “It seems that Rose has learned how important it is to stay undercover as she moves” Frederica smiled, selecting another cocktail from her petite server’s tray, “But she obviously doesn’t know the lay of the land as well as Bran! The principal feed has just switched from the Tracker that has been trailing our diminutive, red-haired stunner back to Bran’s helmet cam. More often than not, this indicates the situation is developing to the Hunter’s advantage.” Almost as if on cue, Rose appeared on the Hunter’s feed. Zooming in on Rose; Bran’s camera tracked the progress of the desperate, disheveled minikin as she clambered through the tangled branches of a dense rhododendron thicket. “Here she comes now" Frederica gloated, sipping her drink, “He’s circled around ahead of her. Bran anticipated her route perfectly and has established his ambush most expertly.” Between the Tracker cam and Bran’s head camera, the Sponsors were treated to the equivalent of a front row seat as Bran’s small, nude quarry picked her way through the foliage until she was close enough for a clear shot. “She doesn’t see him! He’s going to make his fourth tag!” Frederica cheered, “He’s got her!” The condenser’s charge caught Rose completely off guard. Visibly staggered; the diminutive coquette momentarily froze as her body began to dwindle once more. “There it is! We have a curious situation developing in our flower garden. This lovely flower began her day as a beautiful, big grandiflora but it seems that by this evening, she’ll be just a miniature rose! Or perhaps, a little bud? This tag will reduce our delightful, little Rose from thirty-three down to twenty-six inches. Can you imagine how sweet she’ll be when she’s just two-foot-two? “ The monitors in the Chateau switched back to the Tracker cam as Bran settled to the ground and the steadily shrinking Rose resumed her frenzied efforts to find a safe refuge. Her size didn’t change quickly enough to be perceptible to the Sponsors but it was clear that she was now a tiny midget, little more than two feet high, scrambling naked over the leaf litter and ducking under branches in her frantic attempts to elude Bran. “That’s the fourth tag on Rose. Just one more and she can be collected as a Prize by any Hunter who nets her. Her trail is becoming harder to follow now that she is so very, very tiny!"

Ya done GOOFED Chad

@Mrgoblinging7 Looks like she’s the worm.

@Olo amazing find !🥵

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@Giganto82 short work by a pixiv artist. Link to their post is in the OP

From the film’s Indiegogo page: AMIRA, an Asian refugee wakes up in a Victorian English bedroom. The door is locked and it’s pitch black outside. Strange happenings unfold; she gets thrown around the room without her control, loud noises, gusts of wind fly through the room and suddenly a small dog appears at her feet… how did it get there? Suddenly a huge eye peeks through the window at Amira within. We discover that she’s trapped inside a dolls house. She has been belittled to has become little. Amira must stand up for herself in order to grow. While escaping with her new canine friend, our heroine learns that her cultural belittling has become her physical state. As Amira learns to find her voice and stand up for herself, she and the dog break free from the miniature house and grow in size, ready to make their own way into the world.