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Posts made by Dr.Tol
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Small Things in life...
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)
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The Prank...
When she walked in and watch the window, she thought it was a ridiculous prank, her Ex´s face looking larger than the window, closing in like a bad Fx on the background.
But when the house trembled and shook, and his tongue pushed thru the window, craking the frame, and keep going, she panicked, froze like bunny against a truck in the night, as the massive, velvety, hot and slimy surface presed her against the wall. his voice boomed as he chuckled“I MISSED YOUR SWEET FLAVOR”
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Wrong letter "C"
She was the cute nerdy type…
she likes to bury herself in books and stories, especially de kinky types, with huge men and petite girls…
she dreamed with giants and giantesses…
And so she arrived at the Dollhouse, curious to know what the owner promised
“I’ll give you not only what desire, but ill also give you a purpose”She fixed her big round glasses and walked thru the door…
"Down the hallway of this library, under the letter “C”, he saidIt was full of dusty old books until she reached the right letter,
“what am I supposed to look for, “C” for cock” she said out loud.But a booming noise, like an explosion above her, revealed the impossible. He was massive, at least 60ft and half-naked with an eager smile, watching down at her, leaning forward and resting his massive bulge on top of the wall, covering the whole length of the shelf.
She fell on her butt hugging a “The Travels of Gulliver”, he looked hungry, undressing her with his massive eyes, before his massive hand slide, barely, thru the ceiling reaching out to grab her, dropping books and breaking the shelves.
And after grabbing her and lifting her like a weightless object, he smirked
“I believe you are looking in the “C” of “Colossal”, and now I’m taking you to “T” of “Toy”…”She never saw me again, but I can tell you, she does live “happily ever after”
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RE: Casual encounters
@olo oh, lmao sorry, glad you like my stuff XD
She helps a lot as a model XD -
Casual encounters
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?” -
RE: Your Type Of Size
@faaaks pulls out a megaphone Well yeah, I’m giant in terms of this tinies XD
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The way you feel to me...
“Your turn to be a toy…”
When I say that, I’m already loving the attention, the power… I’m loving her shrunken frame a few inches away from my crotch, her light tanned skin, her face with a mixed expression of fright and awe. Her size no bigger than a tiny Doll, and yet, for me she still the most beautiful and sensual woman I’ve ever seen. So I’ve had to make it mine… she had to be my plaything.
The owner of the store, a fine guy well dressed, showed me what he got on the shelf. Different sizes, hair colors, ethnicities… none of them bigger than pringles can, and some smaller than a thumb. “Dolls” he called them, beautiful shrunken women to own. When I was asked what I wanted, my mind rushed into dark places, and my mouth described you. The man smiled and pulled the box where you were tied like Xmas wrap. He orders his own personal Doll, a short dark-haired woman, wearing nothing but a choker and her smile to bring a tiny box with a leash, “Please come back again”, he said with his deep voice when I left.
Now I have you literally at my grasp, and there is nothing you can do. Your voice begging makes my heart pump faster, and I can feel your body, a light, and delicate silhouette when I close my fingers around you. When I lift you closer to my face, your expression turns from nervous to fear, and I like it, when i open my mouth and lick your tiny feet making gasp and squeak like a mouse, makes me want more. My tongue crawls up between your thighs, spreading them for me, so I can get your whole bottom inside my mouth, the salty flavor of your sweat and skin, your intoxicating scent flooding my senses, making tongue grind faster, letting the velvety surface between the thick thighs.
I can feel your body twitching, the frantic kicking fades, giving place to spasmic like moves, and the screams shift to moans, as my tongue looks to dive deeper into your body. My other hand runs down to my boxers, slowly touching the huge bulge that nurses under it. Before I realize it, your body feels limp, after a drowned moan of pleasure.
“Did you just came?” I ask after pulling you out of my mouth
“I have given permission for that” words come out my mouth on their own
“You are here to please me first” I feel demanding, drunk with power, the power over you…Dropping you over my belly, I barely feel your weight, watching you from here as I slowly pull down my boxers, setting free the pulsing bulk of me, seem right out of my fantasies… one of my dark fantasies, as my hand moves on its own, lifting you above the tip, and sitting you on it, your expression is fear, is panic, is… delicious…
The sole panic made you pee over it, and your apologies are music to my ears. The lesson is learned, you will never Cum again without my permission…“I’m still going to punish you…”
Your stunned look is still beautiful, when I handpick you again and press you against the shaft, is the most delicious moment of the night. I can close my eyes, and feel your body, every curve, every twitch, every breath that comes out of you. This is what means to own you, to use you like a simple sex toy for my pleasure and entertainment, to feel your helpless body against my throbbing manhood and stroking it with you against it, only to end up climaxing over you, covering you with my oozing seed…
There are no words to summarize what does it feel to own you, what instinct you evoke in me, but ill find the words, ill learn to describe your tiny body in my hands, just like you’ll learn your place as my personal pet woman.
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RE: Your Type Of Size
@gorrister like a massive body hug, pulling you down… slowly but steady, giving me time to feel you on the way down by touching my neck
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RE: Your Type Of Size
@gorrister I’m glad you like the way I represent my kinks and our interests… I bet at 65ft I could still slowly gobble you down, letting your body being slide down, squeeze by my esofagus, while I feel your whole body on the process XD
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RE: Your Type Of Size
@olo that’s my kind control over a tiny woman, its my jam totally
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Your Type Of Size
Big, Tall, Imposing, Huge, Giant, Massive, Colossal, Gigantic, Titanic, Gargantuan, Unmeasurable, Godlike…
I think this is the shortlist of attributes we want as giants, for our tiny woman to either whisper in fear at first sight, or shout at us, to catch our attention… and we love it.But what is your ideal Size? shifting size is a total advantage for sure, but, if you have to say whats that sweet spot or range that covers all those dark desires, what would be?
This isn’t just for us BIG ppl, but for you tiny sexy Dolls too. If you were to pin against a wall by the Dollhouse’s Bouncer, knowing you are about to be shrunk to a fraction of your size, and then give away to a now huge man, would you beg for a specific Size?
I’m curious myself, for if I were to grow, a nice range for me would be between 25ft to 65ft… there is fun in playing with ppl the size of specs of dust. But having a woman in your hand, to be able to appreciate her curves and features. To do as you please, exploring her frame with your lips, your tongue, your fingers, to watch her struggle, resist and fail due to her weakness against your size. To enjoy playing with her, scaring her by opening your mouth and slowly get her tiny legs to dindle inside, only to then make your tongue crawl around them like a snake; to watch her run, while you stroll slowly to see if your foot can catch her; to fall naked on the bed, depositing her on your chest and order her to please you either sitting her on top of that throbbing, pulsing limb, remarking how she “will be a snug fit” or that she’ll be “a nice living condom” or take the matter in your own hands literally, using her as a simple toy stroking yourself while pressing her tiny warm body against that hot erection.
And the list goes on and on, So…
My type of size, is the one that gives both, total control of her body and her surroundings as I see fit, And let me experience her in every possible way, never relinquishing control, always asserting the dominion…
Now Tell me…
What’s your type of size? -
Perspectives...
Tell me this isn’t you sometimes…
You come home tired from work…
There is nothing on the tv…
You are done with all your games…
Your day was stuffed with annoying ppl…
You are horny but due to the quarantine, your special someone/Booty call is stuck at home…
And worst… you still are not a 100ft Tall giant to compensate for the crappy day.
The thing is, you don’t need to grow, you could simply shrink EVERYTHING else.
Those pesky people at work will watch as the world around its by a mere toy, you can play with new toys, new games, where the outcome is always your win, and that girl stuck at home?, you are the focus of attention, whether she likes it or not… in fact that goes for everyone.
For you, they are just bugs, toys, food…
But for them, you are their owner…
It’s all about perspective in the end…