Former army engineer, turned surgeon.
I do POVs, build my own props.
If im not big enough yet, then I will build myself to not only be massive, but to grab that cutie from her apartment to own her. I'll build her cage on a necklace, a choker and leash to train her, restrains to punish her… all what I need to enjoy her as my tiny pet, fir she belongs to me, and she will learn to obey…
You know what’s the greatest perk of my day job?
No, it’s not the inherent respect of the community…
Nor the satisfaction of helping others…
Is the fact that when a cutie like her manages to make it to my box, she will willingly let herself be undress and examined…
By the time she realizes where she is… is too late
She is mine now…
When you’re 65ft tall, and you weigh a couple of dozen tons, you can afford some luxuries, either by walking a small town at your leisure, or when you see that pretty girl from the window of her 4-story apartment and you just want grab her.
But when you’re a normal-sized girl, in front of a huge colossus who wants you, your options are few, if not nill. Understand that your whole body fits in one hand, you don’t weigh more than a set of keys, and you’re not a girl anymore, you’re a pet, a prize, a treat, a delicious object of desire, and that’s something you’ll have to get used to.
How quickly you learn to obey, to know your place in this new order, is how well you’re going to live. A smart girl will quickly learn to obey the orders of her new master, will be submissive, proactive, seek to look good and attractive in the eyes of her new owner. It will be an object of desire that he will not tire of using, enjoying, playing, and in return she will be zealously protected, welcomed and passionately loved.
But those who resist, or refuse to understand their new place, must be disciplined, they find themselves crushed under the giant feet of their owner until they pass out, out of the sheer weight, only to wake up and see if they have learned, or maybe they will be grabbed in one hand, and spanking with just one of the huge finger until the words “yes sir” come out naturally from her lips.
Whatever the situation, the choice was already made by that giant the moment he laid eyes on you on that first date.
Hence you remember this phrase in a world of giants.
“Tell me how tall you are, and I’ll tell you where do you belong”
The kitchen is the best place of any house, it’s!where the food lives 
.But it’s not just food for the body that is in there, its the kind you eat with your eyes as she moves, that you can taste with her scent, and no matter how many times you do it, there is never enough of her…
I might be biased, then again, lil treat girls should learn to hide better, even if the game is rigged from the start… right?
Aceptenlo Señores, si pudieran tomar en sus manos a esa chica que les roba el sueño, si pudieran encogerla hasta una fraccion de su tamaño, y descubrieran que ella quiere ser nada más que el objeto de sus deseos, Uds tambien la bendarian y con hilo de seda rojo, la atarian, solo para poder disfrutarla… yo se que nunca me cansaria de eso…
Today is a simple day, not feeling playful, not feeling gentle nor considerate. Today I feel mischievous, almost evil…
So my dear toy size girl will have a choice, she either go under my pants and pleases me as she should…
Or she’ll go inside my maw, and serve as a treat, with her delightful screams of fear when I slowly tilt my head back, and her curvy body squeezes down my throat…
Im really “Hongry” today
Owning a small girlfriend as your plaything, it’s always exciting, you’ll be always on top of things, and she will obey, but sometimes you just feel in the caring mood, watching her thicc curvy body jiggle come and go at your service…
That feeling of power when you tell her to climb onto your hand, never fades, to think that every inch, every curve, every bit of that luscious body is yours, and yours only, it never leaves your head.
There is no softer nor juicier fruit in this world that tastes like her, nor there is a bigger rush than to open your mouth, and slide her whole ass, from hips to thighs, inside your mouth, and let your tongue simply grind and lick every bit of her thicc derriere. Her moans will echo on your ears, her hips triying to move rhythmically, her juices mixing with your spit mixin into an addictive drink, until she explodes and shivers, panting, sweating, and properly lubed.
And now she feels like a toy again, and you need to feel her, pressing her against the raging erection, her soft and warm skin against the hard limb, as you start stroking her against you, her curvy ass escaping between 2 fingers, her soft tits embracing your manhood, while she goes up and down moaning, whimpering, faster and faster until you explode, and your seed makes a mess of your chest and oozes down pouring over her.
In the aftermath, after some cleaning, you don’t put her back on her golden cage, you invite her to stay on your chest, and let her tell you about her day, while you admire her as your property, your toy, your GF…
The small thing in life, your small thing in life…
(Been a while since I’ve posted, still not sure if what I do is artwork or stories in here XD, please comment if you like or want to give feedback, I love doing these small things in here, take care)
Im always in the mood for sex, and she is always at my feet to be my toy. But today I got home not in the mood of much foreplay, today I just felted like owning her.
Some red rope, a small blindfold, a wooden skewer, her bed ripped from her room, and just like that…
I indulge myself with an enticing sex toy, squirming and shivering, knowing she is about to be used until I’m satisfied…
She struggled to be able to sit on her bed, while I kneel and watch, I tried to build more tension on the air, but I’m so thirsty and pent, that I cannot hold any longer, and grab her like the toy she is…
As I lift her, her ropes tense, brushing against her nipples, and the knots sink on her ass. She starts to drip, and I make sure she gets properly lubed, when my finger dives into the small and tight pussy.
The delicious noise makes me grow in seconds, and soon I wont fit in her… I’m not going to wait more… she is mine…
There is no slow approach, no gentle grip, just my hand around her as the massive head of my cock is slowly forced into her. Her begs are to go slower, to please go easy…
But it’s too delicious, her huge tits are soft and firm, and I’m halfway in and I need more… MORE…
Pinned between her bed and my lusting member going deeper until it just doesn’t fit, she is being stretched beyond her limits, she can barely gasp, both pleased and in pain. Her belly stuffed like a pregnant milf, I take matters into my own hand…
She is nothing more than a moaning, screaming, living fleshlight, for me jack off, she was so tight by the time i was done, than her already huge belly bloated more as i came inside of her and her exhausted body on my hand fell limp and on a deep sleep.
I may have cum on her… but was not done… not even close.
ill give time to rest, then ill start over, maybe ill tie her against her bed next time…
If you deny it, then I know you are lying…
if you didn’t enjoy the rush of shrinking her and watching her dwindle to a fraction of her size, you lie…
If you couldn’t feel the thrill of playfully stomping the floor close to her and look at her running away, trying to avoid your foot, and the soft, warm, and curvy feeling of her body under your sole, you lie…
If you tell me you were not enjoying lifting her body, and trapping her under that glass, while you licked the outside so you could hear her screams, you lie…
The same way i know you lie when i ask you “what did you with her?” and you try to hide that smile on your face…
How do I know? cuz I stop lying to myself…
and started to enjoy it
When she is no more than a toy for you, it’s only fair to play with her… hunting her down at slow pace, making clear that when she lose, she will become another kinds of entertainment 
or 
… and she will be delicious, no matter what…
There she was, simply stunned, arms limp, eyes wide open, as her body kneels in simple awe. Her mind still processing how was this possible, how could exist something like that…
He towered her at least 50 times, even sitting as he was, the strong musky scent of him wake her from her zoning, making her stare at the pulsing bulge, growing behind a stretching fabric of a huge pair of boxers. The elastic fibers pulled back, trying to contain the growing erection.
“…That is a good look for you down there… let’s have a closer look”
The deep voice echoed for her, as the massive hand reach for her. She still thinks this is a dream, even as the hand pushes her back and grabs her by the leg like a rag doll, lifting her closer to his face.
“This size fits you better, to be my special plaything”
He whispers to her, making her skin crawl and her screams to stop.
“When I saw you shrinking down, I knew I had to own you”
Leaving aside his rather creepy cup of wine, to slowly drag his boxers, revealing a massive erection and a smirk on his face
“look what you did to me now, its time you take responsibility for this”
He said, pursing his lips with his tongue, dropping her on his chest and watching her slowly slide down, while he opens his mouth and pulls out his tongue, letting a long glistening drop of drool fall on top of her, making her lose her grip and fall into the boxers where she is immediately pressed between the fabric and the raging hard-on…
The entrance closes, her senses are bombarded with the strong scent of sweat, saliva, and his musk, her body feels the heat of his body, and the pulse of his heartbeat, she can hear him grunt as he toches her whole body as he rubs her against the hard and hot shaft. Yet she is not scared, she is aroused, she dreamed with this kind of fantasies, she liked this, she simply let herself go, enjoying being his toy, finding a way to grind her hips against him.
It was rough, it hard, it was exciting, lustful, impossible, her head felted light until she could no longer hold, cumming hard, long and loud, before fading away.
Casual encounters are not that strange, especially in this kind of convention, which made her wonder…
“Would he come to next Sizecon?”
Im always in the mood for sex, and she is always at my feet to be my toy. But today I got home not in the mood of much foreplay, today I just felted like owning her.
Some red rope, a small blindfold, a wooden skewer, her bed ripped from her room, and just like that…
I indulge myself with an enticing sex toy, squirming and shivering, knowing she is about to be used until I’m satisfied…
She struggled to be able to sit on her bed, while I kneel and watch, I tried to build more tension on the air, but I’m so thirsty and pent, that I cannot hold any longer, and grab her like the toy she is…
As I lift her, her ropes tense, brushing against her nipples, and the knots sink on her ass. She starts to drip, and I make sure she gets properly lubed, when my finger dives into the small and tight pussy.
The delicious noise makes me grow in seconds, and soon I wont fit in her… I’m not going to wait more… she is mine…
There is no slow approach, no gentle grip, just my hand around her as the massive head of my cock is slowly forced into her. Her begs are to go slower, to please go easy…
But it’s too delicious, her huge tits are soft and firm, and I’m halfway in and I need more… MORE…
Pinned between her bed and my lusting member going deeper until it just doesn’t fit, she is being stretched beyond her limits, she can barely gasp, both pleased and in pain. Her belly stuffed like a pregnant milf, I take matters into my own hand…
She is nothing more than a moaning, screaming, living fleshlight, for me jack off, she was so tight by the time i was done, than her already huge belly bloated more as i came inside of her and her exhausted body on my hand fell limp and on a deep sleep.
I may have cum on her… but was not done… not even close.
ill give time to rest, then ill start over, maybe ill tie her against her bed next time…
Sex drive can be hard to ignore, and women are no exception, no matter the size. Take this venturous tiny, she thought she might have a free show while I prepared for work.
She thought I was not going to hear the box rattle, her loud gasping…
Her yelp and scream were a mix of surprise and the moment she came. she was still soaking wet, as her own juices run down her now upside body.
Her face was still blushed, her fear contrasted with her gasping breath, she knew there was no escape, she was mine now…
And for such a horny and eager little toy, there was only one place to go…
Her body frantically squirming, pressed between the fabric of my boxers and my now growing limb.
I hope she can keep up like this, that’ll make for an interesting shift tonight.
Sometimes I just love to punish her, by growing while I play with her, to feel her become tighter and tighter until not even my pinky will fit…
Smaller… SMALLER…
As tiny as a toy…
@the-big-g glad you liked, its been a while since I have time to post
When he chose to shrink his girl and make her his tiny pet, he knew what he was doing, and she learned her place in this new life. She was to stay at home and do the chores that she could, this leaves her exhausted, and on hot summer nights, she would simply lay back and fall asleep.
This was the kind of thing that he loved, to get home and find her laying on the tiny bed, like a delicious treat on an elegant plate. It was impossible to not be thirsty when she was like that, and sitting over the tiny bed, crushing it, waking her with a small scream.
As he smothered her under his heavy crotch, he lifts the bed toward his face, while she shuffled up, trying to not slide down the bed, as he playfully purses his lips, as if was watching a delicious morsel ready to be eaten…
She was scared, she was thrilled, and she was about to fall into his mouth…
As she slides down, and his tongue split her legs, letting her hips fall into the open maw, where his tongue crawl into her undies, looking for the tiny cavernous pussy…
she was being eaten, and she was delicious.
@ilikehell yes, I print most of my props for size pics and my masks
I love watching giantesses having fun in their cities, scaring tiny people, grabbing some boy toys, or a new girlfriend who can double as a nice sex toy.
Love when they crush an apartment with their huge ass or tease a tiny couple…
but you know what I like more, is to watch this as a gargantuan entity, looming over their “domain”, reminding them that, “there is always someone bigger in the house”
And more importantly, is that I love to grow more and play in those same cities too, feeling the buildings crumble under the weight of my pulsing bulge…
All in good fun right?
@kisupure thx a ton, it is one of my favorites too, its so hard to make it look organical and live XD