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(yeah, no idea what to title this, lol)
So I was looking around tumblr and I saw this.
Specficlly, this:

And, honestly? This feels like a gentle (if chaotic) GT/sw kind of mood.

GT: ‘Look at this little thing! It’s so smol! Smol and CUTE!’
sw: existential terror and confusion, mixed with futile attempts to escape from hands bigger than her entire body
GT: ‘pspspspspsps’
sw: ???

I’m now envisioning a sort of SW Steve Irwin, who (either as a giant visiting human towns, or a human visiting tiny/fairy towns/colonies/whatever) roams about, finding women, investigating them (look at this purse! Clearly it was made using the skin a vole, a frequent predator of the tiny woman population! Truly a marvel!) (rather politely for a someone abducting them) while being totally delighted, then letting them go.

The stories of this man. The myth. The Legend.

(Honestly, I find both versions hilarious; not!Steve Irwin as this advocate for protecting tiny women and their habitats just works, but I also love the idea of just… this giant. Only one giant. And he just rolls up, does this, explains nothing, and leaves.)

@Nyx
One of my older ideas is a princess and her long-suffering knight. Maybe there’s some romantic tension, but mostly it’s him going, ‘Yes, your highness’ while he follows her around and whatnot, with some teasing on her end.

Portal pops up, knight is all valiant, maybe some kind of bloodline… and the princess and the knight come out the other end, nowhere they’ve ever heard of, or any idea how to figure out where they are compared to where they used to live…

And Sir Knight is now sixty feet tall. And naked, because clothes don’t really fit after massive growth spirts.

The princess promptly starts ordering him around like normal, and when they find native cities, tell him to conquer them in her name. If she can’t have her old empire, she’ll just make a new one! His response?

"Yes, your highness.’

Seriously, don’t stress over updating the site; for us, just having one is a luxury. Get your stuff sorted in your own time and worry about this later.

I’ve always been fond of the ‘paint the SW like she’s a model figure’ dynamic.

(It occurs to me that a bunch of people who don’t consume anime/manga might not know what yandere is… (oops on that last topic with it), so for a brief explanation: a yandere is a deeply possessive person who is ‘in love’ with someone, to the point of obsession, where they will actively do things to ruin their love interests life, isolate them from friends/family, kill off love interest, try to take away their independence by both physical, financial, and psychological means (lots and lots of gas lighting), all in the name of keeping the love interest theirs and only theirs. While the term itself is japanese, the idea clearly applies to stalkers seen in horror movies and crime dramas you’d see anywhere.)

Something I’ve realized is that yandere is a concept that is built of similar dynamics to size content: it’s about obtaining control over another person, by either gaining more power directly or, more often, taking away their power, thus leaving them either dependant on you or unable to resist you in a meaningful way. For obvious reasons, then, this is something that comes up with GTS, and to a lesser extent, GTs. But i’ve been wondering; how would a yandere sw work?

To a certain extent, for a GT/f relationship, the normal sized person is actually going to have some soft power over the bigger one because, no matter what most GTS stories seem to think, turning giant isn’t a magic ‘I Win’ button. Even assuming the military just doesn’t blow their ass up with some missiles if they go on a rampage, either because they’re accepted for some reason, or they have something else to explain why the military can’t pose a reasonable threat… society isn’t made for a giant person, and we are deeply dependant on society for a lot of things.

There’s no clothes, obviously, but there’s also no food, no shelter, no good place to use the bathroom… and while those, also, can be explained by a magical kind of biology… what about TV? Cell phones? A soft bed? All those modern luxuries we’ve all grown to enjoy? There’s a whole world of modern civilization that a giant can’t really access… but a normal person could. That’s something to hold over them, and considering how stuff like email and social media works and how a giant couldn’t even use a keyboard, easily control what they’d learn about.

Beyond that, I’ve been rolling around the idea of a rich normal person patroning a giant, and her wealth being the only reason they have, like, a bed. And good food. And clothes. And that being a sort of de facto tool to keep the giant under their control, because where else are you going to get underwear for the seventy foot man? Not from your old, normal ex, that’s for sure!

But it’s different with SW, because the ‘giant’ here is the normal one; they are the ones with control over the tools of civilization, they are the one with the technological and financial advantages.

I mean, you could jokingly do it with the guy just kind of ignoring their crazy because of how little (ha) he thinks of her, letting her hump his leg or finger whenever she gets in the mood and not really reacting to it, and just kind of flicking them away when they’re annoying, but that seems… a waste of the idea. Unless you make the SW the breadwinner/rich person (which is possible), I think the only way to do it is emotional manipulation. An sw constantly preying on their giant’s emotions; stuff like, ‘I’m afraid, don’t leave me alone!’, or, ‘don’t be so cruel to me’, ‘you can’t abandon me like this’, or maybe even, ‘you did this to me, so you need to take care of me now’, probably mixed with some hard-core seduction.

It’d be entirely dependant, in other words, on the guy putting up with the abusive tendencies, where in any other format there’s an actual danger the woman can pose, or threat they can use, to back up their crazy.

Any thoughts on this, or ideas?

There’s an idea I’ve been thinking with recently: abandonment play. Or maybe flat out abandonment.

A focus that’s not the giant trying to train the SW, but the SW trying to get the giant’s focus at all.

Main example I’m picturing is shrinking a group of cheerleaders and leaving them in a aquarium tank. Just the tank. No food. No water. No furniture. Nothing. Just them and a wide expanse of glass. The thing is, things can be added… if they can attract attention to be given those things. Moreover, everything that’s added disappears at the end of the day.

So, not even to stay comfortable but to survive, they need their captor’s attention, every single day. No matter how little they like it, even if he just plays with them at least they end up with food. Worst yet, the more they do something, the more used to it, and thus less interested, he gets, and the more they have to escalate…

Honestly? For awhile, at least, I’d install myself as a evil thing to appease/protector/patron god, get a system set up where tithes (including, of course, women) are sent to me on a regular basis, my basic needs are met (a home of some sort, furniture, whatever food I’d need, if I needed food) and just… chill. Have fun with shit; have the women read to me, dance for me, whatever.

Stomp an enemy army if it rolls around, have fun toying with any knights that get ideas, tame a dragon or something…

I’m pretty low key, and actually ruling something sounds like a pain in the ass. As long as I get mine, I’d be good.

If I had to choose one size, it’d be… somewhere between three to six inches, ish. Small enough that they can’t really interact with anything, while big enough to interact with.

That said, what I like can depend on my mood, the day, and what I’m looking for; there’s a certain level of cuddle based softness that can only come when you aren’t in danger of accidentally obliterating your partner by existing, but there’s plenty of times I want that to be the case, or to be a landscape for them to be trapped on. Hell, even a proper half sized has its perks, with a SW struggling to live a normal life, and often failing…

For me, what pleases me the most about this kind of thing is something a lot of others have said: power, pure and simple. It’s something I understood pretty quickly about myself as soon as I started thinking about it.

I’m more on the GT end then the SW end, I’ve found, and it’s for the simple reason that I, personally, want more power, rather than I want to take away other’s power. Even as a child, before any of this really kicked in, I wanted to be a dragon because dragons are a symbol of power: big, strong, unstoppable, inspiring both fear and awe.

On a fundamental level, I’ve found, a SW story is about dehumanizing a woman to some degree, even if those around them are gentle and kind and treat them like people, because they simply can’t do the things considered normal for a person to do. The crueler stories simply take that to the logical extremes: they are lesser, they aren’t human, they’re pets, toys, etc, and therefore they don’t deserve those rights.

A giant story, on the other hand, is about empowering a man to be more than a man. On the logistic end, there can be conflicts with how daily life things aren’t there, or how fragile the world is, but even then that’s a dynamic/metaphor all it’s own, about how they surpass the works of humanity, and thus humanity itself, which is of course something that can be played with as its own concept with giants as rulers or gods.

There’s this odd juxtaposition on the fact that I want the ability to do things to people, including horrible things at times, but at the same time having no real desire to use said things outside of fantasizing, which is probably why my stories tend back to the SW end: it’s easier to be kind when your less likely to do damage to everyone around with your existence. There’s probably something to say about the fact I want that power for the freedom of it, rather than the use of it.

Fantasizing about being cruel has its place, of course. From vore and the brutal primal nature of it, the implicit triumph and taking involved with eating something, to the casual domination of stepping on things, people, places simply because you can, or even out of the lack of desire to even avoid them. To reduce a living thing in merely what you want her to be, to destroy whatever parts of her personality you don’t like until her world is you, and she can’t imagine a life not being your possession.

There’s something especially tantalizing about betrayal, perhaps because I loathe it on a fundamental level: the act of making your victim lower her guard, maybe making her think you’re her friend, maybe making her a promise that you’ll protect her, spare her, help her, if she just does this one thing… only to break that agreement when the time comes. And at that moment, her emotions: the heartbreak, the disbelief, the hurt, the despair, that instant when the hope dies is… intoxicating.

Something I idly muse over sometimes is someone taking care of a dollhouse for an SW, or maybe even a little town of dollhouses and people inside them. I just like the idea of someone maintaining these little houses, that people live in, that they could pick up.

It’s something, depending on how you want to spin it, that could go all sorts of ways: a lonely wizard, making a sort of fancy bird house for fairies so he can have company. A giant repairing a abandoned home as a hobby, like a ship in a bottle, only to find someone moved in one day. A man making doll houses for charity, but he finds himself as an unexpected landlord to some tinies looking for a new home.

What are you thoughts on it? Because I’ve realized that, if I was to have an SW in any form, I’d spend a lot of time, and I mean a lot, just… cuddling. Nothing sexual, just holding them just to hold something soft and warm and because I like holding them, and they like being held as well.

I’m thinking about this because that appeals to me a lot, but it’s not something that seems to come up? There are mentions of it in stories, but more as logical extensions of X action or whatnot, and no one ever really… talks about in discussions, and we talk about everything from size hierarchies to vore here.

I’ve mentioned it before, but I’m honestly a cuddler; when I go to bed, I like to hold a pillow and imagine it’s an SW of some flavor, and depending on my mood build a fantasy around that.

It’s always low key, at least in that point of time, always around sleeping, and generally pretty gentle: even if I’m holding her against her will, she’s always safe (even if she’s surprised at that fact), and finding this a lot more pleasant than she expected.

I get a lot of ideas from that basic foundation.

I think something that has always turned me on is dismissing something.

So, shrunken women are shrunken women, right? Even if you call them pets or what not, while you dismiss their rights and autonomy and all that, there’s a part of you that’s admitting that they’re still human beings, just smaller, just a person you’ve taken things away from and holding captive.

But there’s a step beyond that. When they shrink, for whatever reason, a switch flips inside you, and your view on them changes. And then? They aren’t human, not anymore. Maybe they’ve never been.

It could be a friend, a lover, someone you helped on the street who is desperately grateful for this one moment of kindness in the shithole their life has become, but the instant they shrunk, that person might have well have died for all that they matter to you. And the thing is, this is usually paired with particularly gorn-y scenarios, but it doesn’t have to be, and honestly, it’s… limiting, in a way. Not just in the use of the woman, but in the cruelty of it.

Even if you’re kind, even if you treat them as… a treasured pet, if you break their will, their conception of who and what they are, until the only thing they can even dream of in life is just to get their Master’s loving affirmation, then you’ve destroyed them, as a person, and left them only a pampered shell.

And that’s the generous option; there’s no need to be kind.

Give the bare minimum needed to live. Make her earn her food, and make sure what she gives is as demeaning as where she lives and what she is (and isn’t) wearing.

Be distant, kind, unfeeling towards her, and always firm on how it’s her fault (even, or especially, if its not) until she accepts that she’s just… that. A toy, a tool, an object. Something to be used, that doesn’t just live like this, but deserves it. She deserves to live on my floor, she deserves to be fed my crumbs, she deserves to live, naked and afraid, but almost pathetically desperate to please me, just to make the shame of her very life go away.

And then, after you use her, and she lays there, soaked with her sweat, gasping for breath, quite possibly in pain, she looks up at you and thanks you for it. Not because she enjoyed it, even though she did enjoy it. But because you chose her to use and abuse, to give that level of attention to, even, and quite possibly especially, if it was cruel rather than kind, and she is thankful for that fact from the bottom of her heart.

@littlest-lily
You know cat pictures? I can assure you, if SWs were common, the internet would be full of pictures of sleepy SWs napping on beds or pillows or whatever, with people dwwing all over them.

SW stretches and turns over in her sleep, yawning slightly

The World: OMG SHE’S ADORABLE!!!1!!