Posts made by miss-lillipants

I’m a big romantic, so I love a good GT romance. It doesn’t matter how they start off (friends, lovers, strangers) so long as they end up together, usually as a result of the size scenario. In saying that, I do tend to swing towards strangers first. For me, the size scenario an opportunity to build trust, rapport, reliance and/or dependence, etc. between the giant and tiny. So particularly for gentler fluffy stories, it comes almost naturally.

As a fearplay fan, I like a dynamic where the tiny is afraid of the giant for some reason or other, even after trust as has been established. The giant may be intentionally trying to scare the tiny, or unintentionally scares them simply by virtue of being a giant (usually combined with some other aspect of their character, e.g. he could be quiet and stoic, or is quick to anger, or is reckless and impulsive - hell, maybe he’s just got resting bitch face). Normally, the fear is peak at the beginning of their interactions, but there’s usually some tension remaining. Keeps things interesting for them.

@skysayl said:

Protective giants are the best, and you can’t change my mind.

Yesssssss. In the end, I love a good giant protector (I’ve already gushed over knights and paladin types on another thread, so I won’t repeat that). Not necessarily possessive, but certainly defensive.

I’m sick and I wanted to write something. Like the previous Reddit-style posts, here’s an “Am I the Asshole?” scenario that I’d been wanting to do for a while. I don’t normally use this sort of tiny character, but I wanted to give it a try; someone irritating but who’s also unaware of what they do. Partly inspired by this post on annoying your giants

As with previous posts, feel free to interact with it as if it were on Reddit

Posted on r/sizelifeAITA
By u/DonkeyDonkY2k

TL;DR I (tiny) pulled a prank on my BF (biggo) during our 2 year anniversary but he walked out the front door and isn’t talking to me.

Me (30f) and my boyfriend (31M) have been together for 2 years. Our anniversary was a few days ago and it’s related to why I’m looking for some unbiased opinions.

For some background context, we are a mixed size couple - I’m the tiny one, he’s the big one. We met through a mutual friend at a house party and we just hit it off. A bunch of us tinies were on the dining table as the designated space for us. Some biggos sat around, one of them being the guy who would end up being my BF. I thought he was cute and I went up to him to start a conversation, but I had just a bit too much to drink (not that it takes a lot lol), was being a bit rowdy and reckless and I slipped off the edge mid-conversation. Luckily, he caught me before I fell too far. I was smitten and he likes to remind me of that particular event, but I still think he’s overthinking it because I would have otherwise landed in his lap. I just laugh it off.

Anyway, as awkward as my first impression was, I think it was good to establish what I’m like early on. I like to have fun, or as I like to say: life’s too short! Pun 100% intended! Specifically though, I love pranks. I’m from a pranking family. We pull things on each other all the time. It’s now like a tradition for everyone to be pranked on their birthday and special days (anniversaries, baby showers, work promotions, etc.) I shared this with him early on in our relationship and he was fine with it. It’s been extra fun because I’ve had to get creative with our size difference.

I’ve done one-off pranks but I pull regular ones too since he started working from home regularly about a year ago. Around the same time, I also moved in with him which made it easier. One of my favourite things to do is to steal a random key from his keyboard and hide it somewhere for him to find. He knows all my usual hiding spots by now, but I keep doing it because I enjoy watching him look through all the shelves and drawers. I’ve been keeping time and his fastest record is 14 seconds (it was the “E” key and I was using it as a footstool, lol!).

Another thing I do is to undo the thread on his shirt buttons (usually in the middle), tight enough that he doesn’t notice but loose enough that it would fall off in the middle of the day. And until he bought wireless earbuds, I’d tie the wires together - I would always play dumb with that one because we all know how easily wired stuff gets tangled, even without a tiny person behind it! He doesn’t say anything about my pranks, but I think he secretly likes them too. Plus I’m too cute so I get away with it hehehe

Anyway, fast forward to my current issue. For our 2 year anniversary, I thought I would surprise him with a really outrageous prank. To celebrate us being so solid. It went like this:

BF loves to cook and he had prepared a full, homecooked dinner spread for us to enjoy together. He told me what he had planned so that I didn’t organise something else at the same time. I encouraged him to share details so I could sneakily refine my own plan for the night, under the guise of “wanting to complement his efforts with my own”, which also isn’t entirely untrue. Anyway, he planned something for dessert that required the cream and icing to be prepared on the night. He would, of course, use the stand mixer - this was it, I was going to pretend to have fallen in! I insisted on helping, to which he eventually agreed and told me to be careful (I’m rolling my eyes just thinking about it, I’m not stupid).

He set up a pile of books for me to use as a platform and put them by the stand mixer. He instructed me to watch the texture of the cream and to call him once it got to a certain consistency. I agreed and he went to clear the dining table. He couldn’t see what I was doing, so little did he know that I had carried with me a bottle of special red colouring that was extremely viscous and would spread out easily. It’s kind of like a crimsony slime that resembled blood. I poured it into the cream and quickly climbed down the book pile. I then screamed bloody murder and slammed the side of the bowl with my fists to get his attention. I hid under a nearby tea towel and watched his reaction.

Of course, he ran over (my hero!), saw that I wasn’t on the books and looked immediately into the bowl. He panicked and turned the mixer off to take the bowl out. He shoved his hands into the cream and goo mixture trying to look for me, all the while he’s alternating between calling my name and whispering curse words. As much as I was loving messing with him, I knew it was time to show myself when I saw his eyes starting to water. I came out from under the tea towel laughing, telling him that it was okay, that I was just fine, and greeted him a happy anniversary.

I expected him to be in total shock, but I did not expect him to drop the bowl, walk away and head out the front door. All without a word. He didn’t even clean the cream off his hands. I was so surprised at his behaviour that I didn’t realise what just happened until the door shut behind him. And of course, I couldn’t chase after him! I messaged and called to see where he is and if he’s okay.

He hasn’t responded, and he hasn’t even read my messages. It makes me think that maybe I fucked up somewhere. But he knows how much I love pranks and the tradition my family and I have of pulling pranks on special days. I thought that, being so late into the night, he would have expected something after a whole day of nothing. The whole thing was also so lame. Like it wasn’t that realistic, just enough to make someone have a moment before realising. It’s so obvious.

My family agrees that he’s overreacting but my friends are saying that I took it too far. The ones who know his whereabouts aren’t telling me where, but at least someone knows.

So AITA?

There are so many wonderful lines, I should have kept better track of them great job, a lovely read!

@skysayl said:

That said, personally, the idea of having a sizey interaction with a celeb or internet famous person feels a tad ooky on the grounds that 1- I don’t know them personally and 2- It toes the lines of consent.
Sure, famous people have porn made in their likeness after all. Someone literally turned Rebecca Black into a giantess once (which she seemed receptive to when asked about it, funnily enough.) But I ask myself how I would feel if random people had my photos and were turning me into a giantess or manipulating my body or face to fit their particular fantasy without my knowledge. And you know what… it doesn’t feel great. lol

Same, and for the same reasons. So my fantasies don’t involve people in real life, which extends to celebrities or other public figures.

In saying that, some giants I’ve fantasised about (or created original characters with) have been inspired by characters played by certain celebrities, or their physical characteristics like hair, face or body shape, noses, hand size, etc. Features that I generally find attractive. Henry Cavill (lololololol) has made the list, along with Lee Pace, Richard Armytage, Aaron Taylor-Johnson, and a handful of professional wrestlers for their great thighs.

@Aborigen you did a wonderful job! It was a pleasure listening to your and, by extension, others’ perspectives

The lion analogy

@protect-tinies said:

My point is that I think some people might shy away from recognizing women’s fetishes because they don’t like the idea of putting a traditionally male and traditionally negative or “gross” label on women. It seems like people are usually more reluctant to think of women as being “gross” or having gross attributes.

I think the core of it is that people are so sex-averse that they view anything sexual or anything to do with sex/sexuality as “gross” or “disgusting” - which is so deeply problematic. As you’ve pointed out, it creates some pretty warped perceptions of what sex, and anything to do with what sexuality looks like. Personally, I don’t see it as a blessing to be incapable of being labelled as a “fetishist”, “kinkster” or whatever label you want to put in it, because it shouldn’t even be an issue in the first place. Perpetuating disparities creates misunderstandings and voids, and we’re all made worse off as a result - from as simple as the relative scarcity of female-friendly M/f content in size kinks, down to misconceptions of what/who constitutes a predator or problematic person generally.

@Olo thanks for sharing. I’d say that this sentiment is pretty well the same with so many other fetishes. There’s certainly parallels with size kinks! It’s a pretty ridiculous notion generally that women can’t have fetishes - then again, some people think that women don’t like sex, or that the female orgasm doesn’t exist. Then again again, maybe I’m just being hysterical

For fellow Australians, it’s also on Disney+ but…you know, the Australian one.

I unintentionally binge-watched the first season last night (only 8 eps), it’s a good show!

If we’re sharing:

The only valid critism is that it’s NOT BIGENOUGH

@Aborigen Some great questions, thanks for putting it together

@blehb said:

Ugh I love noses so much. They’re so handsome.

Noses are lovely ️ boops, little kisses on the tip and nuzzles along the bridge are some of my favourite interactions. It’s a very intimate spot

@skysayl said:

FWIW I never got into feet. Not as a tiny; in fact, I’m quite neutral on it to the point it might be the one thing I’d be chill with were I in a giantess mood (rare.)

I’m the same with feet: not my thing, never has been. I don’t mind them being used as a device to emphasise the tiny’s smallness (or giant’s bigness), like a foot stomping down in front of them, or being almost stepped on. It’s more of a threat to their life, rather than something either of them take sexual pleasure in. For spicier scenarios, they’d make contact but there’s never emphasis on the foot itself - it’s almost akin to having a hand pin a tiny down, but I acknowledge it is a bit more humiliating.

Ballsacks, though.

On the topic of fear and fetishes: first, I hope that I didn’t come across as dismissive by sharing my own experience - I worried that it was giving off a “wElL I dOn’T fEeL tHe SaMe So ThAt CaN’t Be RiGhT” vibe. I also genuinely thought that the article would just be an interesting little primer on fetish development that highlights, I think, that almost any theory from anyone’s personal experience is a valid one. We know so little about fetish development in general: literally all these studies saying “we need to do MORE studies”

Second, to make up for it and if anyone is interested, someone wrote a thesis that is publicly available on the correlation between anxiety and fetish/paraphilia development (I realise it’s not fear per se, but I think they’re closely related). There have been lots of studies that suggest a correlation between the two, but the author argues “no specific link” and, essentially, that it’s a bit more complicated - something we can all appreciate, methinks. There are more recent studies available, but her review of studies and existing theories at the time (2011) might address some of the common questions on fetishes/paraphilia in general - beyond unsubstantiated bunk. Really fascinating, but understandably not the lightest of reads. I only VERY quickly skimmed through some sections.

@blehb said:

I used to have A LOT of anxiety growing up, and anxiety is ALL about lacking control and certainty of the circumstances in your life. Well, having something much larger control your entire existence is the perfect manifestation of that fear.

For me, the idea of a giant being in control is a comforting thing - not because I don’t want control of my life, but because being an adult is exhausting! I think especially as I got older, when societal standards and personal circumstances put more responsibility on me to do and be certain things, I just wanted someone else deal with it: do the job, create plans, make decisions, solve the problems, etc. Thinking of a giant either dealing with things or whisking me away was my way of checking out of reality, to an extent.

On the topic of fetish origin stories, here’s an article from 2019 that may be of interest to some: it discusses adult diaper fetishes as a case study, but the discussion and points can be easily applied to other fetishes (some experiences being shared may even seem familiar and relateable). It’s a pretty “fetish positive” article, with little to no judgey-ness from the author or the researchers interviewed, so it’s good little read. The TL;DR can be summed in this quote: “Different people have different reasons for being involved in the fetish or lifestyle.”

@Technomage said:

Just don’t let them ruin the fun for you, this is a precious, harmless fantasy.

Way ahead of you. I already have so little regard for those kinds of people that it’s probably the closest I’ll ever get to feeling like a (dismissive) giant:

@Technomage said:

All that woke crap has gotten insane, it makes me laugh some people actually feel ashamed for liking M/f.

The irony is that the reasoning is not even “woke”. As been pointed out, the anti-Mf sentiments are often out of touch (at best), or disingenuine (at worst). And the ones that double-down don’t like to be told that they’re wrong or that other people (especially anybody who is not a man) actually have their own personal views and takes on Mf.