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Why do I want to shrink? Because I have a fascination with it, and a fetish for it.

I’d rather not psychoanalyze my own pull towards this fetish, because it runs the risk of me overthinking myself away from my sexuality. There is some sexual trauma in my past, but I don’t think it’s tied specifically to my macro/microphilia, because I experienced size fascination in a platonic way before I had anything like sexual or romantic desires.

What I like about shrinking, in general, is the same as what I love about giants: the feeling of being in direct contact with a being so much more powerful than myself. Being overwhelmed. Being outmatched. Feeling awe towards the giant. Big is beautiful, big is majestic, big is almost divine. Big barely has to put any effort towards actions that would take me all day.

Is the giant careful or careless? Kind or cruel? I love both for the same reason: the power of both is overwhelming, and it is a privilege to be able to commune with it in any way.

I do prefer giants compared to being shrunk, but shrinking has a secrecy and a quiet to it that fits more easily into stories , especially about the modern era. An undiscovered giant might live in the middle of the mountains in a medieval fantasy story. But only shrinking lets a giant / tiny interaction happen easily in anonymity in the modern world. Incredible things can happen behind closed doors. Your neighbor or your boss can become a god to you.

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