Posts made by i am insane

Coming at this as an asexual who is only really sexual in their fantasies… yeah, I get it to some extent. Like, a lot of it on my end is I just like being big, and strong; I fantasize about a lot of things, but in all honesty a good portion of my RL SW content would be constant, low key cuddling, and I’m so unmotivated in normal ways that the drives of other people feel a bit off for me.

In a more ideal world, it’d be possible to spin off a VSW site and an SFW-SW site, but we’re such a small, isolated community (especially after the Mimizer age passed and took everything down with it), that I think such a community would wither and die, like all SW groups seem to do. It might be more practical to see if you could get a soft sub-forum spun off here, maybe?

Plus, there’s always the fun dynamics of an unstoppable force bending the knee to a queen (or princess, or hell, just a lady knight in authority), who can’t even touch the tip of his armored boot.

Bonus points if he’s so big that that kind of action should naturally send her flying, but it never happens, and it’s not until she sees him actually run, and leave holes in the countryside, that she realizes just how careful he’s been even for the little things. …Heh.

It’s probably the restraint, both overt and understated, posed against the sheer power, and what they could do if they weren’t restrainted by their morals.

I come at it from the giant end, obviously, but every time I think about a more gentle scenario, there’s this obvious dynamic of, ‘I could do this to you. I won’t, because I’m not an asshole, but that has nothing to do with your ability to stop me.’ that flavors the mental space so much. A giant has that same dynamic effect the whole area (instead of the SW being vulnerable to it from everyone else), and with a knight… there’s this energy of, ‘I trained to be able to fight’, that they’re more than just being big, and thus they destroy things, they’re a precision machine of destruction, similarly to giant robots in the like; there’s that extra element of refined power.

Wouldn’t it be important to, like, up the bass or something, if you’re doing a giant voice? Because unless it’s just a tall person or a mini-giant, I’d think that much of a size difference would effect how people hear each other. Hell, after a certain point the audio should shake, as if it’s in a high wind, because they’re so small compared to the speaker than their breath is high wind.

When you’re giant enough, in other words, you are as much a natural phenomena for the tiny as you as a living creature; you are the land they stand on, of course, but your very voice is thunder.

Just shrink someone, full out, from full-size to doll, or smaller? Probably not without consent, which would require explaining, which probably is never happening or unless they’re like, trying to rob me or something.

…Just a little off the top though? That could be another story. Going to be honest, I can think of some women I’d like to see smaller. Moreover, depending how broad we’re talking, if I could take a few inches off everyone but me, not enough to cause problems but to make me taller well… I probably would.

Though at that point it’s ‘why am I not shrinking everything on the planet but me’ so…

So, as a sort of follow up question, much much later, lol…

I’ve got the idea for a dragon story, and I’m not talking one of the half-human things where it’s a giant person with, like scale gauntlets built in. No, the main character is just a normal, scary dragon, who views humans as probably too small to be worth the effort snacks, the woman is Classic Princess (with a twist), and a supporting character that is a dragon who polymorphs around a lot, but prefers various shades of ‘human with draconic features’ up to the classic half-human dragon.

If I ever end up writing this… would it be good to post this here? Because I’m not sure what I’d do with it otherwise, lol.

@littlest-lily
You know, looking at this thread again, I see this and am reminded of one of my older ideas that I tinker around with every now and again: a god simulator story.

For those who don’t know, a god simulator is a video game where you… simulate being a god. The exact details, how serious it is about you as a god and so on change depending on the game, but the broad formula always goes: you’re overlooking some broad stretch of land. People can or do live on that land. And you can interact with them, but only in a limited capacity; outsides of blessing, curses, or just killing them, all the little people just live their lives independent of you.

Now, apply that to real life.

One day, some guy wakes up, goes into his living room, and finds a little continent sitting on the big table in front of his couch. And, when he looks at it, he sees into it like he’s looking through a microscope… and there are people there! Little, tiny, fraction of a fraction of an inch people, living their pre-industral lives in a little village. And as he watches on, it turns out they see him, too, and a kind of priesthood forms and raises a crude statue, to him. Problem is… the head priest is some old guy, and the home owner is half asleep and still thinks he’s dream. So he response, knee jerk, by saying something to the effect of, ‘Eww, I don’t want to be worshipped by some old guy. From now on, the clergy is only going to hot women.’

Then he goes on with his morning, because it was just a weird dream, right? Comes back from work, and the continent is still on the table. And now the priesthood is entirely female, with some strategically placed rips in their robes.

And the guy just… goes with it. He’s half convince he’s hallucinating, but he stops thinking too hard about it, and accepts there’s a continent with filled with people ants could step on on his table. He looks at them, give some approving comments, carefully squashes a forest filled with tigers with his finger and gives them a crumb every once and awhile. It’s like a super low effort fish tank, but filled with women!

But what he doesn’t know is that, the more the population grows, the more they worship him, so does his power over them. The stronger he becomes, the bigger the content grows and the more influence he claims over the land. But since the growth is in less than an inch at a time, it’s super easy for him to miss… though it becomes more noticeable when the changes he makes becomes less, ‘I’m telling you what to do’ and more ‘I said something and it happened, common sense be damned’.

I have a vague end game for the idea, which includes such gems as him accidently sending his girlfriend onto the continent, where she becomes a looming giantess, able to crush villages under her feet, that’s smaller than his finger.

There’s also the inverse of growing, though. Both the more normal undeserved giant rampage growing kind of dynamic, but also, like, revenge growth. A boss lady put a guy down, calls him pathetic?

He grows. Maybe it’s just a bit, a few feet, and suddenly he’s super popular, the big man (sorry, I had to) on campus. Maybe she’s the only one to notice that he’s now inhumanly tall, maybe he’s suddenly her boss.

Or… Maybe it’s a lot. Maybe he’s a security guard who ‘confiscates’ her car, and pretends she’s too quiet for him to her. Or maybe he just plucks her from inside of the building, and walks away…

@Olo
Exactly. As a bonus, turn her actually gold, from head to toe; turn her into a decoration that walks, talks, and deludes herself she has control over her life.

Ironic twist on a gold digger, or something to that effect: Oh, you’re only dating/married/flirting with this person because they’re rich/successful/whatever? You want them to take care of you and just exist as a hot body for them to have sex with and admire?

Done! Enjoy your new life as a dependant, where you need them to take care of you~

@smlngndn
…I always loved the book where the boy finally was the one to grow in Monster Blood. It was also, ironically, introduction to my least favorite ending to that kind of thing: he shrunk at the end. God I hated that. Couldn’t he just have started growing again like everything else always did?

@Olo
I manage to keep myself largely doing something throughout the day, but at night, when I’m trying to sleep?

There’s a reason so many of my ideas revolve around a sleeping giant.

My ideas often start out as a simple concept (‘I’m a big giant and protecting a woman’, or ‘I’m cuddling with a tiny woman who is cuddling a smaller woman’), but my mind… festers. I can’t just leave a simple idea be.

Suddenly, there’s revenge plots. Suddenly, there’s world buildings on SW societies where there are no men and new people literally grow from trees. Suddenly, the giant has a backstory where he used to be normal sized before he became a successful knight and indulged in dragon blood, and is trying to reconnect with his childhood friend, mixed with some stuff about elves as a race of giants and culture shock.

And it just spirals, and spirals, and spirals, until my mind latches onto a new size-themed idea and starts sprialing on that.

Because this is stuck in my brain (and because a more complicated dynamic is something my mind craves in stories and so hyper-focuses on for ideas, which means I’ve thought about this a lot), let me point out a more mild example than most presented: the hyper competent assistant.

It’s something you see all the time in normal media, where the (usually male) executive is really, really good at something, but is correspondingly bad at everything else. He’s a genius at building, or investing, or whatnot… but that genius that flung him into leadership didn’t equip him to actually lead, at least in the day to day minutia of a company.

And that’s where the assistant comes in: usually female, she is good at what she does, and from the chaos her boss creates, she imposes order. She gets everyone payed, she sets the scheduled, she communicates with… at times, literally everyone.

(The ur-example of this being Tony Stark and Pepper Potts’s dynamic, for the record)

All of this is to say, while this topic was originally about size/power not not meaning your in charge, this post about how being in charge doesn’t mean you’re in charge. Because, sure, The Big Boss may direct the whole organization, and be the only reason it’s around, but the assistant is the one actually runs it. Depending on the boss, she may be the one arranging his schedule, setting up his meetings, determining what papers or proposals he looks at or does not, and in doing so is controlling what he does and how he acts.

And this isn’t just a modern, ‘leader of a company’ thing. Let’s say a knight is promoted to a lord for some great deed, for example, killing a dragon (which could help bring size back into this scenario, since I drifted away for awhile). Well… he’s a knight. He knows how to fight, to kill; the fuck does he know about how to run a territory? Problem is, ignorant or not, he is in charge of it now, and all the people who live there, and if anything goes wrong it will be his fault.

Cue the assistant: a competent maid, a low ranking noble trained for management, or a fallen high ranking noble, perhaps someone who was meant to rule the very land he now ‘runs’. She knows how to do things, what needs to happen; she knows the people, and they know her. The knight? He’s a big guy who can kill a really big lizard. Scary, and they respect his ability to fight things, sure, but not him a leader. And so he’s forced to turn to her for guidance, and through that, she gains control… with suggestions at first. But over time? Her suggestions could easily become commands:

‘You do it like this’, and, ‘May I suggest you wear this’ becomes ‘Do this’, and ‘Wear this’, and a dynamic where she constantly belittles him for being helpless (or, ‘helpless’, depending), and how he should just leave everything to her; she’ll take care of it. Just listen to her, trust her, and everything will turn out fine.

Some other ideas: the lab experiment. Giant is being held by military or secret lab, and is trapped by their captors, lead scientist or whatever is a woman. She controls so much of his life he controls him, even if she’s achingly careful about how dangerous he is.

Relatedly, a setting where a giant is, defacto, treated as a sub-human, and has a boss or supervisor in charge of him. There’s little no no actual controls over him, but he has to obey anyways because she’s in charge.

And, something expanded from one of my earlier ideas, a relationship built off a previous relationship a couple had before they grew/shrunk, where the man is more passive and the woman more dominating or controlling. And she shrunk, or he grew (or both), perhaps slowly over time, and they just… kept to that dynamic. Maybe she needs to placed on the table, but she’s the one with the finances on lock and a better picture on what needs to be done, and the fact she needs to keep directing him so much helps cement a sense of ‘being in charge’ in place.

Maybe he can casually lift a car, but she has to be the one do so much of the normal stuff because he’s too big to, so he’s having to sit and wait somewhere (where he can’t break anything important) while she does all the important adult things, goes out into the town or whatever, and basiclly just had a life with friends and stuff, which leads them both to get a sense that he’s useless or too destructive, and just gives him the sort of dynamic of a big, dangerous pet rather than a human being.