Deepest, darkest fantasies?

Youlooktasty

Being able to have her so completely at my mercy, whole groups even, I can be greedy in my giant hunger. Shrinking a girl down and then ordering her to strip in front of my massive, throbbing cock, or I’ll make her watch as I swallow her best friend
I shrunk at the same time…only that once she’s stripped, I’ll swallow the other girl anyway, holding the first girl’s naked body up against my throat as her friend slides down into my gut, to give me some tickles as she fights the inevitability of my gut before I process her.

Dirtybun

My darkest fantasy? I don’t have a specific scenario in mind, but I do love unwilling victims involved. I especially love how possessive, and deranged a giant can get when he’s in possession of his victims. Like, he has a unstable smile flashing his teeth, as his captives are helpless. All those dark and lewd thoughts getting to him that he’s in total control, gets him off. My absolute dream~

gargantuman

@jitensha definitely a huge fan of non-con. Also taking a tiny lady away from a significant other to “use”.

Gorrister

I like gentle stuff but greedy, cruel giants really get me going

Hard vore, preds chewing up their prey, painful and blistering digestion
Stomping and crushing, the crunchier the better. Combat boots or chucks are a bonus.
Piss
Retching/vomit, messy maws, sloppy stomachs full of chyme
Lots of gore and guts
Possessive behavior and jealousy
Mind break and mind control
Big brothers and little sisters
Mutilation, dismemberment, disembowelments, impaling ect
Belching
Men subjugating and dominating tiny women (like the Gor novels but with giants)
Gluttonous giants who starve their victims
Imprisonment
Crawling through intestines though idk if that’s really that weird

Diminution Man

Now that I read what I’m about to post, I’m not so sure I want to actually submit it. We’re not judging here, right? …right?

I don’t really go for violence or overt humiliation, but some of my fantasies can be pretty dark phsychologically. When I’m in the mood for darker stuff, I tend to like some combination of non-consent, betrayal, revenge, reversal, comeuppance, loss of control, and getting more than you bargained for.

Some examples:

Girl betrayed and shrunk by her lover, then used as a sex toy between her betrayer and their new lover (especially kissing with the shrinkee between their tongues)
Similarly, a shitty ex gets shrunk and caught between captor and new lover as revenge
Extorting someone by shrinking their lover/daughter/sister and tormenting the shrinkee in front of them
Girl finally gets to be shrunk like she always dreamed, but finds that the more she’s turned on, the more she shrinks, and gets caught in an endless orgasmic loop as she shrinks to nothing
Nice girl gets shrunk by mean girl and tormented. But eventually the nice girl manages to turn the tables, and in her desire for revenge becomes even meaner than her captor was

I suppose one of the darkest doesn’t always involve shrinking. Basically, a guy who’s been shitty to women gets turned into a girl by some fantastical mechanism, and made to suffer the sort of abuse that he wreaked on them. This often involves the actual women that he assaulted coming back to dominate him sexually in his new girl body. Not using restraints or anything, just straight-up overpowering him physically, so that he can see just how weak he is now. And as he’s trying to process the fact that everything he’s done has come back to haunt him, he’s horrified to discover that he physically enjoys being screwed as a girl. I often imagine this as a multi-step process, as everything the shallow prick values about himself is incrementally taken from him: his size, strength, masculinity, and confidence. If there is shrinking involved, he’s usually eventually shrunk to micro size, and either kept as a barely-visible trophy, or set “free” somewhere that he can’t possibly hope to escape from (like, say, a vagina).

Yeah, I know…

Cracks Knuckles

So yeah even though I’m making more NICE content I have a dark side to it all. Kidnapping, trapping me against my will. Of course!

One of my favourite scenarios is being rejected from what I want. Like shoes, if a giant takes off his shoes after a long day and kicks them to the floor I would give anything to run inside but some sick side of me wants my giant to know that. I want him to know exactly what I want and deny me that. Placing his shoes high so I can never get them unless I submit to him being my ‘Master’ type thing.

The pet scenario is also high up there, kept in a cage, never knowing when he’ll come play with me.

With that I’m also a sucker for fingers. I don’t get a bowl to eat my food, I have to lick my food off his finger which is pretty hard core submission being so dependent on him. During this making eye contact with him is essential so I know who my world is.

Annnnd on that note. Sexual satisfaction being kept by a giant. He tells me when and where I can but when I am allowed I must keep eye contact with him at all times while he watches me.

Ok… I swear I like the soft stuff as well! I like hugs and kisses and being nice.

Olo

@ripper I always say that, to be realistic and vivid, size fantasy needs the full range of personalities, moralities, and philosophies. The sweet guys seem all the sweeter when there’s ogres out there too.

Olo

I’m so glad you asked!

My first size fantasy explorations were when I was very young with no real sexual awareness. The tropes were those that spoke to childlike fears, usually entrapment or vore. They were in what I call “horror mode,” not particularly identifying with any of the characters but rather simply thrilling to the situation itself. This is probably why I think horror is one of the better avenues for non-fetishists to appreciate size fantasy, as they get to explore circumstances they aren’t normally drawn to. It’s also a way for people to process desires that they find uncomfortable or don’t want to admit to having. That’s a chief reason why I frequently read (and write) size horror.

ENTRAPMENT

It all starts with a grab. Before he even moves a muscle, you can see the moment of decision in his eyes. Slowly or suddenly, his giant hand reaches out and encloses her with his implacable fingers. She might have time to futilely look for an escape route, but soon enough she is enveloped in shadow and then flesh. Whatever humanity she had is forgotten as she is lifted off her feet as effortlessly as he might grab a pack of gum. She is held before his triumphant face for a moment that might last forever. There’s a reason why, even in mainstream imagery, the handheld is a universal and primal depiction of power disparity.

From there, she can be stashed anywhere. Pockets, jars, drawers, shoeboxes, glove compartments, terrariums. Places that are often uncomfortable, dark, without water, food, or toilet facilities. Forgotten for hours or days. A constant, inescapable reminder of her helplessness.

VORE

A kiss is just a taste. Vore is the oldest form of domination on the planet, and just about every form of children’s entertainment includes frequent incidents of (non-fatal, reversible) vore. As a child I feared being eaten by animals and monsters, but once I started to appreciate the seductive absurdity of being eaten by another person, I couldn’t stop seeing it. In my story The Interview, an accomplished professional woman is reduced to a breakfast pastry. The silliness somehow amplifies the horror.

Fatal vore isn’t as common in my stories so much as the threat of vore, which informs just about every size relationship I’ve ever conceived. I love having tiny ladies in my mouth, so much so that I usually can’t bear to send them to my stomach. Give me enough wine, however, and my moderation suffers. Because I like to keep my mouthtoys around, I wrote a non-fatal vore story, The Circle of Lust.

BONDAGE

Like with entrapment, tinies are ridiculously easy to immobilize. Unlike traditional bondage, however, bound tinies are often ignored rather than attended to. Taping a tiny down and then going about one’s business, ignoring their pleas, is delicious. On the other hand, it’s always a treat to scrutinize and probe a bound tiny like a lab specimen. It’s not cruelty or humiliation so much as callousness that gets me off. This was the setup for my story License.

PEER PRESSURE

As humiliating as being dominated by a giant is, quanity has its own quality when a group of giants are all leering down at you. You might be able to appeal to a single giant’s better nature, but a crowd is always going to find a tiny’s plight hysterical. Read my story Bitter Dregs to see what happens when a shrunken freshman falls into the hands of a bunch of frat boys.

BALLSACK CRUSH/WORSHIP

Letting tiny ladies play with and ride my cock is actually an indulgence, a reward for good behavior. When it’s my turn (and it usually is), I prefer to drop my ballsack on them and pin them while I jack off. I keep them pinned after I’m finished and let the jizz drip down on them. The best example of this in my stories is in Harvest Day, which also has some casual fatalities and watersports. Speaking of which…

TOILET STUFF

Peeing on tinies is an effective and gratifying method of domination and humiliation. I like to save it for those occasions when I need to make a point.

Toilet bowls themselves are fun because they are almost impossible to escape from even without a giant trying to prevent it. They also provide an easy way to dispose of tinies entirely. Every mixed-size relationship will inevitably reach a point where the tiny is dangled over a toilet bowl. I always see this scene from The Incredible Shrinking Woman as really taking place in a toilet bowl.

LIVING FLESHLIGHT

What it says on the tin. I wrote Demanding just to feature this.

NONCONSENSUAL

Rape fantasies deserve their own post, particularly when it comes to examining whether one appreciates them more as a spectator or whether one identifies with one or more of the characters. This was the hardest aspect of my M/f desires to acknowledge and accept, that I got off to the idea of shrinking and taking women against their will. I enjoy their fear, their outrage, their indignation. I don’t really enjoy their despair, but I acknowledge its inevitability. In my size fantasies, being giant means never having to say you’re sorry, and that means my pleasure in fondling tiny ladies or stuffing them in my mouth takes precedence over whatever human autonomy they might have had.

FIENDISH SHIT

Back in horror mode, I sometimes try to come up with extreme scenarios that haunt the reader beyond any sexual gratification. Andrew Nellis (aka Poison Pen) wrote a bunch of size horror back in the 90s that have stuck with me all these years. I heard that he didn’t actually have a size fetish but was just a horror writer who knew a good device when he saw it. One story had a teenage girl kidnap and shrink a teacher and the teacher’s family, and she gruesomely murdered the latter with kitchen appliances while the teacher watched (and fainted). Another story featured a spoiled rich girl who stole her father’s shrink ray and shrunk the maids and fed them to her pet iguana.

I don’t know if I can justify using it in a story, but my most horrific scenario is to keep a tiny in a terrarium with a centipede or a tarantula segregated only by a single sheet of plexiglass (that can be easily removed). Make her watch when they get fed. I don’t really identify with the captor in these scenarios, but I can’t get them out of my head, either.

Jitensha

I’m loving hearing all these cruel scenarios from all our Giant dudes. * happy sigh *

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GiantEmmet

For me it would probably be an engineered situation where it always seems like there’s an illusion of hope, only for me to cruelly snatch it away. Maybe a cage door left deliberately unlocked, just to tease with the (im)possibility of escape. Or perhaps, a little vial that I have labeled as The Antidote to her little predicament, and after harrowing pursuit where she thinks she narrowly escapes and reaches the antidote…only to have it be something else, either a placebo or perhaps more shrinking solution.

For particularly defiant tinies, I think keeping her close is wonderful, whether in a little locket around my neck or even just tied to my dick as I go around the day: every little struggle keeps me aroused, and she can’t let up lest she just fall stories to the ground. Even just idle degradation as I use her as a fidget toy or trapping beneath me while I go about my day, routinely tasting when I feel snacky but don’t want to eat. Using them as little more than toys during fun times with a partner/my wife, etc.

i am insane

Well, if we’re talking scenarios, I can be a bit more specific

One of my personal favorite options is multi-size, because of the potential interaction options, and something that speaks to me is a… society of SWs under a giant, one that self-renforces.

The giant sits at the top of the hierarchy, obviously, and grants favors, boons; in a more of a fantasy setting it may be a god granting powers to itss chosen, while in more grounded options is may be adjustments with a shrink ray, or a treat, but beyond that doesn’t interact with the day to day; that’s what the others are for. Sure they’ll have their fun, take their sacrifices to eat, use, whatever, but beyond that they’re beyond the actual work such a civilization would require, and outside of a chosen few, everyone else, is, at best, a resource to exploit, or a toy to be played with.

The real fun comes from the next size down, the women bigger than the others, priestesses or favorites or what not, who make and enforce the rules, and ensure that everything is arranged for their lord, and beyond that are free to fulfill their whims free of consequence on those beneath them.

And after that, it goes down and down, each class smaller than the next, numbering more and all the less valuable for it, until at the bottom of the heap are legions and legions of women, who are, for all intents and purposes, invisible to their mistresses, because they’re that small, that worthless. Their lives are meaningless, and they know it, are reminded of it every moment some dime a dozen worker steps over their ramshackle buildings without effort, when they’re used as barter and food in games of poker, when someone having a bad day winds down by torturing dozens of them, when a priestess, seemingly miles away, unknowingly causes them massive casualties and doesn’t even notice.

And the giant himself? To them, he’s no longer even a person so much as some unstoppable, unknowable force of nature; you can resent someone who exploits you, but when an area just… ceases to exist? Not even for a reason, but because someone, something just… rolled over in their sleep? Took a step? At that point, all that’s left is to hope and pray to something, anything that He will be appease by their mistresses, that that awesome force can be directed away from them by sacrifice and devotion, and that if they work diligently that the mistresses may be please enough with them to actully do that, and intercede ever so slightly on their behalf.

To live as one of those masses is to be less than nothing.

PythonPie

I’m just gonna leave a list of scenarios:

A ferocious giant ripping apart anyone who tries to harm their tiny loved one and eating them like an animal, blood soaking their face, neck, and chest as their little one looks on in horror as their gentle giant mercilessly devours their attacker.
A tiny that “owns” their giant, fawning over them like their massive precious pet on a leash.
Kind’ve an extension of #2, but the tiny breeding their giant with other giants or even humans. Locking them in place while they get fucked so all they can do is moan and bellow in pleasure.
A giant getting belly rubs and loved on by their tiny after eating people.
Giant in a zoo having relations with their keeper.

I have more, these are just the ones that come to mind. I know they’re pretty tame, but I’m a pretty tame person to begin with

NatalieTheTiny

Not sure if it fits in here, but my rather dark fantasy is to be placed in a glass that’s too deep for me to climb out of. Then to have a big lady crawl above the opening and start masturbating. Her wetness would drip into the glass, slowly filling it up so that eventually I have to tread “water” in order to keep my head above the surface.

giant_feelings

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littlenichole

@giantemmet I second this and should of mentioned it in mine. False hope scenarios are so great. They give us Smalls a good reason to fight to