Posts made by miss-lillipants

@TastyAce thanks! The Reddit style post was a fun little exercise. If you write something up, I’d be curious to see what you come up with!

@tds142 thanks!

@TakoAlice8 the Amazon “classification” in the size community is likely just from the modern use of the term “Amazon” outside of the size community. “Amazon” has generally been attributed to not only warrior classes of women, but women who are muscular and also often tall (as in, taller than average and within the realms of realism). I would guess that the more exaggerated heights were a stylistic choice to… embellish or emphasise the perceived strength and power of the women, which we are all very familiar with.

So it was a natural choice for the size community to adopt to describe a particular preference for their fantasies, i.e. tall, strong, muscular women.

@The-Big-G said:

hey in this economy you do what you must to make ends meet

It’s true. May as well do something you enjoy.

@Olo said:

I think they’re both receiving their bonuses.

More incentive to keep up the good work.

Thanks for bumping that, it was a great (re-)read!

Thank you! Glad you enjoy it

Someone is getting a bonus this year 🤭

No accompanying text this time, but a nod to this post and office based size situations generally.

A quick picture that was prompted by the recently passed Hug A Giant Day. And I wanted to mess around with my new tablet Thought I would also share a bit of an extract of an unfinished story of mine about a Borrower at a remote workers’ camp/site (likely will remain unfinished, unfortunately. At least for now).

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Dee careened her neck upward as Kristian covered the already small gap between himself and the desk, until his face loomed above. Her heart raced, painfully pounding in her chest, at the uncertainty of what the Bean had planned for them tonight…or perhaps it was excitement?

“I thought we could watch a movie together,” he said, lowering his hand down, open in front of her.

Without further prompting, Dee crawled nervously into the cup of his palm. His fingers, as he had quickly learned to do, curled gently upward as a barrier for her as he moved, heading to the barely-long-enough bed.

“I don’t really watch tv. I tend to stream things instead, on my phone. And…” Kristian paused to adjust his pillows against the wall at the head of his bed before carefully settling on the mattress atop the sheets.

Propped up slightly by the pillows, he lay back and stretched out on the king-single with a long sigh. Dee could see that there was little room to accommodate his length, noting that his feet were close to reaching the edge already. She was too distracted by the sight that she let out a small yelp as Kristian’s began to tilt and slope downward. And with a light plop, she landed on Kristian’s chest. Dee didn’t seem to notice the lingering pain biting her behind as, in some half-dazed state, she stared up at the Bean’s massive face. She had never been so close to him before, about one of her arm’s length away, to be able to see the tiniest movements and features on his skin. Had the mole under his eye always been so raised? Kristian didn’t seem to notice her looking at him, as his eyes darted back and forth at the distance behind her.

“I thought you might want to watch something on a screen that’s better suited to your size,” he continued absently as he scrolled through the tv and movie options on his phone.

At this distance, his voice boomed and reverberated through his chest and rippled through her entire body. His breath, smelling faintly of the fruity dessert he had just eaten, blew through just the top of her head. Unable to decide where to look, and far too stimulated by the swathes of new sensory experiences, she settled on turning around to see what Kristian was so focussed on. His phone, resting at the intersect of his chest and abdomen, shone clearly and brightly with flashing colours as his thumb swiftly swiped up, down and sideways on the screen. Indeed, she noticed that it resembled a television, like those installed in all of the camp’s rooms, but much more compact. In fact, when turned on its long side, it stood slightly shorter than she did.

The tiny borrower was drawn by the device like a moth to a bright blue-lit screen, and Kristian watched as she crawled over to the phone. As she reached out to touch the glass, he drew his thumb back, letting her own tiny fingers run along the cold surface. Surprisingly, the screen still reacted as she copied the movements of his thumb using her entire hand. Having become acutely aware of the tiny woman on him, he savoured the sight of her little body on his, taking up only a fraction of the expanse of his chest. She barely weighed a thing, yet her hands and knees tickled his skin. With her tiny rear in the air, it took all his willpower to resist pinching her little waist between his fingers and giving her a firm, satisfying squeeze. But Kristian stopped himself before the cute aggression steered his imagination to unsettling thoughts. God, she was cute though.

Dee gazed curiously at the pictures and animations of his phone, fascinated by them and how she was able to control their movements so easily, like a conductor guiding an orchestra with a flick of her hand. A smile gradually widened on her face: there were so few Bean things she could handle, let alone so smoothly. For a few seconds, she felt part of the Beans’ world; not as a begging floor-height visitor, but as normal as any of the Beans in the camp; watching their televisions, lying on their beds, without a worry that one of the housekeeper-ers would burst in with their monstrous vacuums, ready to suck up any poor soul in their path.

@tiny-ivy If you haven’t already, have a read of Jane Eyre. It’s a lot messier (for a smaller read too), but Mr Rochester is broody af.

@tiny-ivy you had me at Darcy 🤭 I’m curious where you’ll take this!

@foreverlurk haha true, trope is probably not the right word. Whatever the equivalent is for an entire plotline.

Hey, you know those couple-y trope with a scary, intimidating guy who is no stranger to violence or brutality? But swoons over his sweet little partner, treating her with uncharacteristic care and gentleness? Which causes her to grapple with trying to reconcile how he treats her vs how he treats others? Prompting her to reflect on her complicity and/or powerlessness in their relationship, and eventually having to create some physical distance between them? And when she leaves, he is left to question what is more important: retaining power, or her happiness? At the same time, leaving her vulnerable to people who wish her harm by virtue of her association with him, maybe centred on some horrifying incident that she had been also been witness to? Leading to execution of a plan by said people to “disappear” her, that inevitably reaches his ears? Thus compelling him to go on a rescue mission?

Yeah. Except he’s a titanic rampaging juggernaut on a path of destruction until she begs him to stop.

Good trope. 10/10 would support.

@Olo said:

Jude Doyle goes into much greater detail and has some important insights here.

This Is How You Lose the Sex Wars

Trying to pick a pathway through forty years of the ugliest conflict in feminism.

This is a nice reflection and really highlights the complexities of reconciling seemingly very polarised perspectives. It’s possible, and I think a lot of people overthink it. But also very difficult especially with so much distraction (sometimes intentional, sometimes not) from larger systemic issues, and social contexts constantly in flux.

@ConceptCorner01 plenty of fictional characters and/or real-life celebrities are subject to people’s fantasies. I believe MacroJack has also used the model for Isaac Clarke, titular protagonist of Dead Space, as a growing, horny behemoth - which I am also not entirely opposed to.

Another point being that the number of decent quality X-rated macro/rampage videos is already very rare. We are not picky (nor can we afford to be, sometimes, sadly).

While I think the Sabrina Carpenter cover thing is not the best example to talk about a woman’s expression of their sexuality etc. (because is she? Or does she want to promote her music? Maybe, maybe not, it’s certainly got us talking about it), it’s opened up a much-needed discussion around “choice feminism” more broadly, i.e. the re-focussing (distracting, even) on the individual level rather than the systemic.

Here’s a snippet of a lecture that I saw the other day that gives some historical context https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSkKVJVUx/

I’m also for appropriate tagging on content.

You mention DA and I assume you also mean to make this a general statement about posting images on any platform including this forum. Because I do have a question (probably to the admins) about tags and how/if they are working on here:

I tend to access the forum on my phone and I find that tags don’t seem to work? Or they don’t show up anywhere noticeable. I checked some of my own posts, which I know for certain are tagged using those on the list, and they’re not visible. Hence why I put some tags in the title (without trying to bloat it). Also, pretty sure there’s a mandatory minimum of like 3 tags before anything can be posted.

Can someone confirm if it’s a different case when on a computer? Or if tags serve a different function other than a label (e.g. are used specifically/only for filtering content)?

@DFP you’re welcome!

I can also appreciate the implication (although not actually said as I have no wish to put words in your mouth) that penile insertion might be more about the insertee’s pleasure at being so helpless.

No implication really. It might be more popular amongst people who fantasise being the insertee, but it’s not exclusively for them then either (see: posts above on sounding, and also consider non-participants as either witness/voyeur characters or a reader/consumer of media).