Posts made by miss-lillipants

@tiny-ivy (I love and am super flattered for your own take on this!)

u/PeevousGrievous
Replying to u/CheckPlease

First of all, I’m sorry that you contracted MINUS and I hope, for your sake, that it does not become a chronic condition for you. Thank goodness that your husband has been so supportive.

As a fellow MINUS sufferer, first and foremost: try to rest and relax. Whether a short-term or long-term infection, there isn’t much you can do while you’re still sick - it really is much like the flu in that respect.

If you’re feeling restless or can’t sleep, I recommend a free mobile game that’s just been released: Mi-Crow Cafe! It’s an adorable, “cosy” game about running a tiny cafe in a tree hollow for small animals. Each animal is a unique customer, with their own favourite foods, and as you build up a rapport with them, they tell you more about their lives. It’s also got amazing music, very Studio Ghibli-like. On top of that, it’s been recommended as a therapeutic game because the stories are actually based on the experiences of other MINUS sufferers. And I can confirm: it runs just fine on the tablet (I have the same one!)

@Olo

Replying to u/BetweenDesireAndBreakfast

• Thank you! I think it helps that he and I don’t have much contact at work, physically or structurally. My manager is my direct line and there’s been no incidents that have required Big Boss’s intervention. So we can happily go about our usual business in the office, and then see each other later.

• Curiosity forgiven! Views on mixed-size relationships are…varied. A lot of people don’t generally mind, but are still weirded out by the size discrepancies. I think it’s easier to fall into what they’re familiar with - it avoids having to think about the logistics, getting creative and accepting that some things just simply aren’t possible yet (like bearing children, still a highly controversial topic).

• People in the cities are the least concerned and often don’t mind. Most might have a quick gawk, but then move on. Jay and his partner have told me that strangers still ask them inappropriate questions, usually about their sex lives. Stuff you wouldn’t ask a non-mixed couple, so why them, you know?

• My parents tell me it was much worse when they were younger: many couples resorted to hiding the Tiny partner when out in public to avoid being harassed, or worse. Harassment and violence are not tolerated anymore though. I think having mixed spaces helps, it helps encourage contact and exposure. My parents encouraged me to take cross-cultural studies, so I don’t think they’d mind if told them about my relationship. But I still haven’t told them…

• Regional and rural towns and villages are much more traditional. Many are still exclusively Big or Tiny. Their views are very much embedded in ideas of natural vs unnatural, and perpetuated by the physical separation of Big and Tiny towns. There is very little to no intermingling between Bigs and Tinies, and in their minds, there’s no need to either.

• Put simply, if word went back to my home town about my relationship with Big Boss, I’d no doubt hear chattering about how freakish we are. Some of the worse ones might say something how about much of a big sl*t I am for monster dick, or something about how I “don’t value my life”. I’m sure Bigs have their own equivalents, but I’m not as familiar with those. There’s stuff about about relations with vermin or insects. It’s pretty degrading either way.

---

@foreverlurk

Replying to u/BrokenByWhispers

• What a great initiative! Sounds like he’s got good intentions, just…be mindful of what she’s feeling. Good luck to your friend!

(I realise my intent to make this as a “repost” and the OOP username got a bit lost there, sorry. I will treat your comments as responses to the story)

. . .

Relevant responses to OOP:

Replying to u/LikeWipingAMarker (@Olo, please don’t mind the dotpoint format, it’s the only way I could think of to indent the text)

• Thank you so much! Even though I have a better grasp of what is and isn’t acceptable at work, I appreciate the reassurance. I still catch myself wondering if I overreacted, or maybe that I could have handled it better. It gets easier to shake off though. Despite everything, I don’t plan on taking action against the company (but I am keeping records for myself, like the emails to my ex-manager, chat logs, and also maintaining my own journal entries).

• I absolutely agree with your advice on office relationships and I won’t be pursuing anything with my boss (even if I did, I’d have no idea how to go about it. I am absolutely hopeless on that front). I’m happy just to keep my head down, do my job, and get home in as few pieces as possible. That my boss happens to be really attractive is a bonus, heehee

---

Replying to u/BrokenByWhispers (@foreverlurk, as above, please don’t mind the dotpoint format!)

• I often feel that shouldn’t speak on MINUS related questions, simply because I have not experienced it. It is best to ask someone with MINUS. In saying that, after reading and learning about the experiences of MINUS survivors (many of whom will never recover, from what I understand), we really do have a lot of similarities besides the stark size difference between us Bigs. For example, having to adjust to being on the “smaller” side of society: despite Tinies in my country living with Bigs for generations, statistically, only 2% of Tinies will have any sort of regular contact with Bigs throughout our entire lives (even less for Tinies outside of cities and towns). For me, all of that started when I got my current job and moved to the city. Before that, I only had very limited contact with Bigs at university, so being surrounded by them for prolonged amounts of time took some getting used to. However, I acknowledge that feeling is probably not as intense for someone with MINUS who has ZERO previous exposure.

• Bearing that in mind, and if you are genuinely seeking my perspective regardless, I give the following additional disclaimers: I am a hopeless romantic and have only ever daydreamed of being asked out by a Big. I also draw on my experiences as a woman who has learned from her not-so-great dating record.

• I guess my first question is whether “your friend” has a professional or informal relationship with his crush (always found this to be an unfortunate term)? You mention that your friend is a “designated giant” - is this like a professional carer? Or they work together and he helps her around the office? If that’s the case, this already warrants some caution (I realise that this may be a case of the pot calling the kettle black seeing as my own crush is my boss, but I have been reading up on the ethics of workplace relationships, including my own company’s policies). HR aside, your friend’s crush may have her own thoughts on this. She may not wish to have a relationship with a co-worker or anybody outside of her social circle - and if this is the case, then I think it’s best for your friend to cut his losses.

• Your friend should be mindful that their crush may be feeling extremely vulnerable, not just physically, but emotionally and mentally. She contracted the virus only last year, which in terms of recovery, really isn’t that long ago. Depending on how well she has adjusted/is adjusting to things, this is a lot for someone to go through, even with support. In the end, the questions you’ve raised are something to ask her. If your friend hasn’t talked to his crush about it yet, it might be worth having the conversation.

• Remember, your friend’s crush is an independent adult with her own thoughts and feelings. The only difference is that she is small. Like with anything else, unless there is something that affects her capacity to make an informed decision, then I think that, yes, she can give, as well as withdraw consent. Your friend seems to be aware of the clear power imbalances in their size difference poses, which is great. So it is also on your friend to be wary of her unspoken uncertainties, and if he feels that something isn’t right, then it’s best to stop.

---

Update posted 21 September 2XXX

UPDATE 3: There has been so much time and change since my last post that I thought I would update you. This will likely be my final update - it’s a long one though that hopefully ties everything together.

A month after my last update [April], I had dinner and drinks at my boss’s assistant’s (“Jay”, not real name) place one weekend. My boss was also invited and offered to take me home afterwards.

(For some background about this, skip ahead if you’d like: as part of my country’s long-term amalgamation efforts, the government commissioned infrastructure that allowed both Bigs and Tinies to safely access the same areas to live and/or work, without fear of sudden increases in Tiny casualties. New suburbs were also developed that integrated the new design principles, but it was harder to implement in established areas - these had to be retrofitted and specially maintained: lots of underground and overhead tunnels, bridges between buildings, road expansions for Bigs and protected pathways for Tinies, special public transport routes and rails, etc. My apartment building happens to be in an older, traditionally Tiny neighbourhood.)

Anyway, I had such a great night, but in my jolliness, I forgot that Big access to the area was undergoing maintenance, so he couldn’t pass through the streets to take me home, even if he walked. It was late and dark, it would take me another 20 minutes to walk home from the closest drop-off point. I was and still am uncomfortable walking alone at night sober, let alone tipsy. He offered that I stay at his place just for the night - he’d take the couch and I’d take his bed (a pretty funny image, but a really sweet gesture). I agreed.

The detour back to his place gave us more time to chat. We shared our thoughts about Jay’s relationship (good things, they’re such a cute couple). We were just joking around, he made a pun about me “being a handful”, then the lingering alcohol in my system loosened my lips and I said that if he wanted to see how much of a handful I could be, that he could “put me in his pants pocket next time”. I was so mortified that I literally slapped my hands over my mouth (I am burning red as I type this). It was the most tense silence I’ve ever experienced. Eventually, he broke it to reiterate the sleeping arrangements.

I slept over that night as agreed and he took me to the closest drop-off point in the morning so I could walk home. I apologised before I took off - I think he was being kind when he didn’t make a thing of what I’d said. Come Monday, it was like any other day, though I couldn’t help but feel like he was limiting his contact with me. I felt awful and so embarrassed, but I figured it was for the best considering what I had said that night. I just tried to forget it.

A couple weeks after that [May], my boss announced that I would be shifted to “Operations” (keeping terms vague) and that I would be reporting directly to the Head of Operations instead of him. It made sense since Operations are in charge of implementing company-wide policies, and that being under my boss was just a temporary thing. Apparently, following my treatment from the other office, the company worked double-time to establish a “Tinies Division”, with a team of other Tinies in identified roles. And they wanted me to help with training, introductions, etc. which would later lead me into my role as coordinator.

It was sort of a bittersweet farewell between me and my boss since I’d no longer be working with him (looks aside, I learned a lot from him and he was just an overall good person), but I was starting a new role and would be surrounded by people I didn’t have to crane my neck up 90 degrees just to look at them.

Fast-forward to the beginning of September, and I’m loving my job. It’s been so great having a team to work so closely with, bounce ideas, teach and learn from. The Head of Operations (she’s a Big and my direct manager) has been really supportive and pro-active. We’re starting to see some real changes being made around the office - they’ve just finished installing the last lift and travelator in the boardroom. We’ve recommended holding off on further Tiny hires at the regional offices until we’re tried and tested our other recommendations around Head Office. So far, it’s looking really positive!

I also decided to read up on a BUNCH of compliance, rights, guidelines, policies and procedures all related to Tinies in Big environments - for my job, but also for my own sake. I don’t want anybody to gaslight me and make me question my own experiences again, nor do I want anybody on my team to experience that either. My manager is really impressed, often asks me for advice and will often take me to meetings with her to speak on behalf of the team. As an aside, she seems to be a natural with handling Tinies, she’s so gentle - I’ve asked her to share her methods when the awareness training program gets updated.

Um, so…as for Big Boss… After I got moved on to Operations, we only saw each other occasionally around the office. His schedule got really busy so he was often out or in a meeting. He’d still say hello, ask me how I was doing, and I’d get flustered and stupid as soon as I smelled the bergamot and patchouli. Then I’d admire his back as he strode off. But after a while, his general absence helped me take my mind off of him and that awkward night. The knot in my stomach eventually faded.

I’d still see Jay often and I’d hang out with him and his partner regularly. We got close, I told them things, like my crush on Big Boss without too much detail. Then a couple of weeks ago, they held a games night at their place and invited me and Big Boss. Him being there had me a bit anxious at first, but I had so much fun when the games started, especially when Jay’s partner and I stood in as game pieces. Then of course, when Big Boss picked me up to move me during his turn, all those thoughts I’d pushed down just came flooding back. I was just an awkward stuttering ball by the end of the game.

Big Boss offered to take me home afterward and I accepted, having loosened up and beginning to feel more comfortable around him again. We’re reflecting on the night when he suddenly tells me that he often thinks about what I’d said that night. I’m screaming inside with embarrassment, but just look at him with a broken, “oh yeah?”. And then AND THEN he confessed that he started to like me soon after I started under him, but couldn’t act on it for reasons many of you had warned against, and also because he wasn’t sure how I’d feel about it. When I blurted out that innuendo, part of him was hopeful but he knew then that he had to step away until he figured things out. He says that he had, indeed, been trying to keep some distance from me afterward, but that the shift to Operations had always been planned - it was just a coincidence that it happened so soon after.

The space gave him some time to think things over, revisit his feelings, and eventually seek advice. He spoke to Jay, HR and a bunch of different people about him dating employees. He found out that it would be less of a problem if he was not the employee’s direct line manager, and that it be disclosed as soon as possible to HR. In terms of perceptions of his character, he was willing to wear it and deal with whatever came about, and at that point, he was confident that the quality of my work and improvement highlighted how capable I was and that didn’t need underhanded intervention (which I was very flattered to hear). On a personal level, because some time had passed since I’d moved teams up to when he started inquiring, he was also concerned that I’d moved on, but it was Jay and his partner (of course!) who had assured him not to be worried.

I didn’t know what to say, it was a lot to take in. I don’t remember all of what he said because at some point, I got distracted by how nice his voice sounded, and also…that he likes me??? The point was, from the company’s perspective, it wouldn’t be a problem if we started dating, but we would have to be very careful and limit our interactions. It was, of course, up to me if we actually went ahead with it.

Guys, I know I said I wouldn’t, and that I wanted to keep my work and private life separate, but I couldn’t help it. Maybe I was caught up in the moment, but I was so smitten. I agreed for him to take me dinner the next night. When he dropped me off near my place (no maintenance this time!), he kissed my hand (and a bit of my arm) before putting me down. I was giggling like a school girl all the way up to my apartment, and held that hand all night. I realise that this reads like a silly, second-rate romance you might find in an online comic, but it is what it is; it makes me giddy and I like it.

So it’s been a couple of weeks since then. We agreed to take it slow, but one thing led to another recently and… well, I didn’t think a tongue as big as my bed could feel so good between my legs, but here I am writing this, with my cheeks all red and hot just thinking about it. We’re having dinner and catching a movie tonight, and I’ll be demonstrating what I meant about being in his pants pocket heeheehee

End of post. OOP has not updated.

. . .

(If you got this far, thank you for reading my abridged size romance trashfire. A lot of it was inspired by my own personal work frustrations, so it’s a bit of a vent piece in a way.

As cheeky compensation for a lack of more intimate details, I’ll say that this couple end up staying together, and they further explore the sensational opportunities their size discrepancy affords. One of their favourite things to do is for her to be kept in his underwear, and the goal is to keep hard for as long as possible without making him cum. She also gets to experience being crushed (safely) and develops an appreciation for mouthplay and fearplay.)

@blehb (no apology needed, I’m glad you’re enjoying it! There’s no pressure to interact, that was just a fun little addition to make it feel a bit more like a public reach-out. It’s already ~95% written with enough flexibility/vaguery to accommodate responses to build into the base)

Update posted March 27 2XXX

UPDATE 2: I just wanted to say thank you to everyone for your kind messages. I thought I would post an update and let you know how I’m doing: long story short, I’m doing much better and I getting out of bed doesn’t feel like a struggle anymore.

I am about a month into my job at head office. It’s so much nicer and accommodating than the other office. Despite also having a lack of Tiny infrastructure, they have been really receptive to my opinions and advice.

Big boss (my direct boss now) keeps me around him and he almost always takes me with him wherever he goes. In fact, he insisted. It took some getting used to for the both of us, but especially for him since he had to get used to handling someone much smaller than him. Mostly, it was finding the right place and just the right amount of pressure with his fingers when picking me up. On my part, I try to physically loosen up so I don’t put extra strain myself - I leaned that after a close call with some falling books, when he had to quickly grab me, and I froze and tensed up. Luckily I only ended up with some slight bruising and a bit of whiplash.

We got there in the end though. We talked about carrying me in an open palm as the ideal, but also alternatives for when he has to keep his hands free. If he keeps his top shirt button undone, there’s a comfy but secure space between his shirt collar and his neck that I like to nestle myself into.

I’ve also got my own desk on top of his desk so I can talk to him at any time (it’s kind of scary though, because he’s RIGHT THERE, like a huge wall of just him behind me). I don’t mind not having my own space anymore, because I feel much more free to walk around safely and without fear of being stepped on, swept up, or accidentally thrown in a bin.

His assistant is also really nice and really knowledgeable of Tiny culture - turns out his partner is also a Tiny (not unusual but still really rare) and they’ve invited me over for dinner and drinks on a night next month. They’ve also invited our boss too, so I guess they must be closer than I realised.

Also…I think I’ve left off enough details to keep this story untraceable, so I’ll venture to add that I think I have a MASSIVE crush on my boss. He’s really handsome, but also I keep thinking back to when he got really mad at my ex-manager and the rest of my ex-office team: he didn’t yell, but he was firm, with a deep, commanding voice. I know I was really scared at the time, but in hindsight it’s really…hot?? And he always smells really nice, like bergamot and patchouli (I know that sounds creepy, but he’s literally over my head most of the day, so I can’t help but notice!)

I’ve NEVER felt this way about someone. Yesterday, he was eating an icecream and I just stared, watching, wishing that it were me pressed up against those huge pillowy lips, dabbing my hands on his facial hair, and melting on that big tongue… Is that weird? And is it weird that I want him to pin me down on the table with his fingers while he tells me off and talks down to me? Or to sit on me (not for real, because that would kill me. His butt though…he’s got such a great butt).

I’m blushing so hard typing this, gah! It feels dirty. I feel like I shouldn’t be enjoying those kinds of thoughts; they seem really degrading…

But I guess the chances of any of that happening are pretty slim. I know better than to try anything - like I said, I want to keep my personal and work lives separate. He probably wouldn’t be interested in a Tiny, let alone a perverted one. Still, it costs nothing to dream. Maybe the logistics are something I can think about in my free dreams, hehe!

Relevant responses from OOP:

Replying to u/Kamenriderfan001(@Size_Master)

• Thank you for sharing this, I can definitely relate to your ex! Your story has given me something to think about. Big-Tiny employment integration efforts have been going for some time (the past decade or so), but at the same time, it still feels pretty new? If that makes sense. I’m aware that there are some protections, especially for tinies, but I’m not very familiar. I just started assuming people would already be doing the right thing, hence why I wondered if maybe I was just overthinking things, or expecting too much. This is also my first full-time office job so I really don’t know what’s “right or wrong”. I can’t afford legal advice, but I will do some research into what my rights are!

---

Replying to u/RancidMango3223 (@Olo)

• We were very lucky that my country’s isolation let us avoid the MINUS pandemic. I can only imagine what it would be like if I, or any other Tinies got even smaller! Would they even be able to communicate with Bigs at all?? What a strange disease…
  I mean, I don’t know about the whole “conspiracy” thing where you are, but Tinies are definitely a reality here (hello!). Though you do sound like you’re one of those anti-Tiny conservatives that picketed the Dean’s office back when I was at university.

---

Update posted February 15, 2XXX

UPDATE: So on the recommendation of many of you, I started looking into my country’s work laws, worker’s rights and other things. And you were right: they were really similar to your own health and safety laws. Unfortunately, some aren’t as robust, like certain actions that businesses should be doing that are just “guidelines” or “strongly recommended”, like accesses and egresses. I believe there are new laws coming in, but the bills are yet to be passed (I’m also no law expert, so a lot of this is WAY over my head).

But coincidentally, a few days after my original post, the company owner/big boss visited the office. It was a random drop-in apparently, to see how things were going. Despite being given some notice, my manager didn’t give me a heads up, like he didn’t want me to know the big boss was coming in. I only happened to meet the big boss when my “corner office” started shaking and I ran out of there (a habit I developed after the time I broke the window). He was standing so close to it that his next step would have landed right on top of it. He stopped though and was just staring at it. He looked really mad. It’s already scary having a Big towering over you (no, you never get used to it), let alone a very angry one.

I was so terrified that I couldn’t move. I just stared at my small, vague reflection on the toe of his polished boot. Luckily, he turned back at the small crowd of Bigs behind him (my manager being among them) and demanded to know what the “Tiny advisor was doing in a shoebox.” He didn’t give them an opportunity to give their excuses, and told them how deplorable and insulting it was that they were subjecting me to these conditions.

When he looked back at me, I had to stop myself from screaming in fright. But he bent down, offered me his hand and apologised on behalf of the company. He took me aside into a private one-on-one meeting (save for his assistant) and we had a long talk.

It started when he asked me how I was doing. I started answering, slowly first, but then it all just came out. I just talked and didn’t stop. I told him everything I mentioned in my original post, plus more. I even offered to forward the emails I sent to my manager (thank gods that I kept a trail!). I was in tears by the end of it. Big boss listened quietly, but his expressions said a lot (mostly anger). He was really disappointed to find out all of this because, he said, he was genuinely invested in making the company more Tiny-friendly. In fact, he was the one that pushed to have my position created in the first place.

He said that wanted to know how I was going from the beginning, but his schedule had been extremely busy lately and so he had to rely on my manager to keep him informed. Apparently, my manager never gave him my report, or even any updates beyond “oh she’s doing fine”. Also some nonsense about how I was “struggling to settle in”, which I guess wasn’t wrong, but he made it sound like it was my attitude that was the problem. Big boss was actually starting to worry about my apparent lack of progress, but felt that something seemed off. So when time opened up, he decided to drop by and see for himself.

He was probably just being polite, but I really felt heard. He gave me a tissue (I had to tear a corner that I could realistically use) and his finger to hold because I was shaking so much. He stayed with me until I calmed down while his assistant stepped out to make arrangements for my immediate transfer to head office. He told me to take as many days as I needed, and that when I’m back, to let him know and he’ll be the first to greet me at the door. I felt such overwhelming relief that I hugged his finger without thinking. I know it’s probably inappropriate work conduct, but I was just so happy to be out of that place. I don’t care enough about my manager to want to know what will happen to him, so long as I never see that snake again.

(Another Reddit-style post in the style of a repost, but please feel free to interact regardless! Think of them as “top comments” or “relevant comments”.

Based on a couple of my go-to characters. She’s just started at a new company and has had a bit of a rough start. Will have three follow-up posts/updates.)

. . .
r/BestofOfficeDrama
u/PuddingGremlin_9k

I hate my job, but I don’t know if I’m being too sensitive.

I am NOT the Original Poster. That is: u/Redeyed-Peach123

Originally posted to r/RealOffMyChest

Trigger Warning: depressing at the start, workplace bullying, dangerous workplace

Mood Spoiler: things look up for OP, OP realises something about herself, gets a bit raunchy towards the end but not graphic

Original post - February 10, 2XXX

This is a long one, sorry. Please excuse my English, it’s not my first language.

I (XXf) live in a country inhabited by Bigs and Tinies (closest translations I could find). The two terms were chosen based on the significant size binary that exists in my country: a Big is, well, big to a Tiny; a Tiny is tiny to a Big. Both sides think their respective label is inaccurate, but accept them nonetheless in hopes of building empathy between Bigs and Tinies.

I have been asked before which of us are “human sized”, but I don’t know really know what that means. And I haven’t really had the interest to find out, sorry.

Anyway, I am a Tiny. For a long time, we were considered the lowest of society’s rungs while also being the most vulnerable - physically, socially, etc. You get it. My country has gone through a lot of political change over the past few decades, namely the consolidation of Big and Tiny populations, the recognition of Tiny rights, and greater advocacy for safe and accessible interactions between Tinies and Bigs. Things aren’t perfect, but they’re better from even just a few years ago.

I work at a Big-run and owned company. I applied for a cultural advisory job that opened up a few months ago, apparently part of an initiative to make their company more Tiny friendly - for employees, clients, visitors, etc. It sounded great, really up my alley (I studied anthropology and cross-cultural ethnography) and the pay lets me afford to move to the city and rent on my own. My job is to assess their current systems and structures, and provide advice on how to accommodate Tinies in their offices. As far as I’m aware, I’m currently the only Tiny employee.

When I started, the office building had Tiny lifts to take me to the company’s floor, but the company itself didn’t think about how I would get around the office: it covers two consecutive floors and an additional meeting/conference room a couple floors further up. It’s huge - even for Bigs. I mean, I guess that’s what they got me in for, but I didn’t realise just how under-prepared they were: no stairs, ramps or lifts; no alternative means of traveling longer distances; no dedicated spaces or shelters to prevent any accidental collisions. I just got a “heads up” from my manager to stick to the walls and “watch where I’m going”. I don’t dare venture away from the wall anyway - the floors are just a sea of massive legs and feet that could crush me and not notice.

At the time, I thought “alright, well, it’s my job to assess this!” So I launched into writing my first report as soon as I could and submitted it to my manager. I thought it would be helpful to highlight ones that I think were urgent, but could be easily addressed, e.g. dedicating work and floor space for Tinies, installing visible floor markers and barriers, training and awareness for Bigs, etc.

Since raising issues, the office has been…tense. It’s been 3 months since I submitted and I’m here eating my lunch in a small, shabby demountable that’s been shoved into a dusty corner of the office. It shakes when someone gets too close, but it hasn’t collapsed. They’ve also installed a sign on the roof saying not to touch it - more than once, someone thought it was an old box or something. One time, I was inside and a co-worker picked it up. Their hand was blocking the door so I couldn’t open it. I had to break the window to yell out to them to put it back. They were kind enough to apologise at least. I put plastic wrap over the window and it hasn’t been repaired yet.

It’s not much, but it’s my break room, my office and my only refuge. I have to bring my own thermos with tea. There’s no fridge, so I need to make sure my food doesn’t have to be kept cold, or I bring my own freezer blocks. Most of my co-workers have responded with some envy, that they’d love their own space like I have. I don’t say anything about it anymore, I don’t want to be seen as entitled or a bother. And maybe they have a point. I call it my “corner office”, to try to have a more positive outlook about it.

Aside from my report, I’ve raised things directly with my manager. He used to be really receptive (or seemed to be at least), but lately it’s like he’s avoiding me. I mean, it’s probably easy for him when the person after you can’t physically keep up with you, right? I’ve resorted to emailing him so I’ve got a record of attempted communications. I haven’t been able to attend meetings because they’re so far away and I don’t have team members I can contact for help. It’s just me and my manager and, well…I think you can guess how that’s going.

I’ve met with HR, but they just gave me some pamphlets on employee counselling services and how to manage stress.

It’s been hard and there’s been so little change. It’s making me question why I’m even at my job in the first place. Like am I just some PR stunt? Or part of some box-ticking exercise? I feel like a guinea pig in some humiliating experiment that everyone gets to watch. I can’t even talk about this with my co-workers because it’s hard to make regular enough contact to establish any sort of connection, not to mention that they’ve been stand-offish lately. I’m a naturally shy person and making friends with Bigs is already daunting, but the isolation is getting bad enough that I’d be willing to just try.

Email and work chats exist to make plans I guess… I don’t know, maybe I’m not trying hard enough.

I have Tiny friends and my family to talk to, but it’s not the same. They’re already so proud that I was able to get a job with Bigs, I’d feel bad about ruining that image for them. There are so few Tiny jobs among Bigs, and it’s Big companies who still carry a lot of prestige. I also don’t like to take work back home with me. I try to keep my personal and work lives separate.

My next report is due soon and I’m tempted to make it really scathing. But should I? I really am grateful for even having the opportunity to be where I am, but am I being too sensitive?

@Olo said:

Social-media-themed size content has been one of my favorite trends in recent years, from YouTube comment streams to Instagram collages to dating apps. I’m afraid I don’t have enough (any) exposure to TikTok, so I don’t dare to try to simulate it.

For me, It’s the relatableness crossed with the performative aspect of social media that makes it such an engaging format. Re: dating apps, one of my favourite tropes is the blind date where everything is revealed.

I have another “post” on file that I’d like to share that’s from the perspective of one of my regular tiny characters. There’s possibly another unrelated one if I get to develop it a bit more. But I’ll pace them out a bit so as not to flood the forum.

@foreverlurk said:

(I thoroughly enjoyed your idea and story! Hope you don’t mind my stupid average Reddit troll too much - pretty sure the mods would have permabanned his ass at this point hehe )

Aw thanks! and no, I didn’t mind at all! I really appreciated it. It’s no Reddit post without some pitiable troll weighing in with pointless, muddled response, haha

Just to clarify, you’re looking for idea for kaiju/giant people? If so, are you looking to have a kind of “classic cast”, like you might get from kaiju fighting/destruction games (e.g. War of the Monsters, Gigabash, Godzilla 2014)? Bearing in mind they are mostly beast-like rather than humanoid.

Thank you for your responses! I purposely kept certain details vague so I appreciate all of your interpretations of the narrative and getting into your ‘character posts’ Instead of responding to individual comments, I’ll reply with an update that aims to address your replies as well as imaginary replies (just to help with story-building).

This one’s a happy ending because I love happy endings

. . .

Update to I accidentally learned what “macrophilia” is and that my GF might have it – should I be concerned?
u/Oblivious_Fetish

Thanks for your all your replies. A lot of your responses helped calm me down and re-iterated what I already knew I needed to do. For some of you who seem to think my GF is just some object, I truly hope no one affected by MINUS ever has the misfortune to ever come across you. Seek help. Additionally, for those of you who are clearly MINUS denialists seeking proof of her condition: I’m not going to do that for OBVIOUS reasons, but also because I refuse to pander to your delusions.

On to the update. Again, it’s a long one so bear with me (tldr at the bottom):

I put on my big-boy pants and spoke to my GF. As suggested, I tried to be as gentle as possible (because she’s so small and fragile – heh, bad joke, sorry) and just brought up how I came to find out about her search history (I did apologise btw). Pretty much what I wrote in my original post.

She went quiet and was very clearly nervous, but I didn’t push it too much. She looked like a scared little bird. I’m glad that I’ve gotten used to how cute she is at her size because I would have otherwise caved and told her to just forget it, after seeing those sad little eyes. But I don’t think that would have helped either of us if I just tried to sweep it all under the rug. It took a moment, but she eventually opened up. I’m sharing this with her permission:

Turns out, she’s had this…kink well before she contracted MINUS, that it started as a fascination with giants and tiny people, but it became more of a sexual kink when she got older. In hindsight, a lot of her obvious interests have all pointed to the same general theme. She loves Alice in Wonderland, Gulliver’s Travels (only the first part with the tiny people), kaiju films, and she loves all of the Tinkerbell movies. Honestly, a lot of things made sense in hindsight, like when she would suddenly get really quiet and intensely watch the screen when a giant or a tiny person appeared in a movie or show. Or she would somehow find these niche indie games that, you guessed it, had giants or tiny people in them.

She also referred herself as “the Jack to my beanstalk”, or my “Thumbelina” and calls me her “Man Mountain”. Like, it’s been in front of me the whole time and it just never clicked!

As some of you mentioned, lots of couples really struggled adjusting to such drastic change. I brought up my thoughts and how it made sense how quickly she seemed to adjust to her new size, given her interests. Interestingly, she said that she thought she would be more thrilled to be living a life-long fantasy of hers, but it couldn’t be more different. Related to what I’ve mentioned already, she said that everything was just so enormous and overwhelming – sights, sounds, smells (I got really self-conscious when she said that, but she assured me that I was fine lol). There were so few times that she ever looks down at the ground because she’s too busy craning her neck up at something. We also live in Australia and it’s a common joke to say that everything is trying to kill you – in her case, it’s a much more depressing reality. Summer is no longer her favourite season because it’s also snake season.

She said that she struggled to reconcile her kink with her new reality for a long time, and at one point felt like she was ready to drop her kink entirely. She described it as being like finding out that your favourite celebrity turned out to be a raging N*z1 and that everything that once brought you joy, now made you disappointed, sad and angry. But being much more personal, it was also like you lost something that you couldn’t get back. It was when she searched for content those weeks ago (when she accidentally used my profile), that she realised that she hadn’t lost her interest. I think it helps that she’s in a better place now mentally, and that it’s renewed her fascination with it again. I couldn’t help but feel a bit flattered when she said that, despite feeling the way she did, there was still a little part of her that enjoyed me being as big as I am compared to her, and that she often very fondly recalls our…deeds, much more intensely than pre-MINUS.

She clearly hadn’t spoken to anyone else about this, including her friends because she was too embarrassed. And because of her kinda mental limbo about her kink stuff, she hadn’t tried reaching out to MINUS support groups even though she as aware that there was help available. She said it was such a relief that she was able to finally talk about it, even though she hadn’t planned on bringing it up any time soon.

She’s been really open to answering my questions about macrophilia, microphilia, size stuff, etc. And her responses have all been a relief to hear (I can safely say that she is not, in fact, a lesbian lol). I already knew that she likes tall guys, but she’s assured me that she’s not staying with me because of my height (and more so now that I’m so huge to her). Just a happy coincidence. Many of you were right to say to take things on the internet with a grain of salt; despite a lot of general overlapping themes, I’m learning that the whole kink thing is very deeply personal, because I’m so glad that she doesn’t want me or expect me to do certain things to her – no judgement if some of you guys like doing stuff (consenting adults and all that), but I need to draw the line somewhere.

On the other hand, she’s also asked if we could play a bit more into her kink – she suggested starting slow first like petnames (which she already has, as I mentioned) and banter, before moving on to more physical stuff. The way she described how it made her feel, well…I’d be lying if I said that I wasn’t curious. I’ve also taken on your suggestions and started visiting other MINUS related subs (in fact, we check them out together) and holy shit, people are really creative!

So yeah, I had nothing to worry about, I’ve learned something new about my adorable little girlfriend, and it’s been really enlightening to learn about these new directions for our relationship. I think this will be the only update. Thanks again for your responses and, I’m sure many of you already know this, I highly recommend internal and secret pockets for covert PDAs.

TL;DR my GF and I talked about her macrophilia kink, it was a cathartic experience for us both, and we’re exploring opportunities to integrate it more into our relationship.

I was tossing up whether to post here or somewhere else, but it makes sense as a creative piece.

I’ve been a bit addicted to Reddit lately, and was inspired by a bunch of different subs (namely Am I The Asshole (AITA), Relationship Advice, Off My Chest, that sort of thing) to write a size related piece/post. I realise that I could also post on any number of size/macro related subs, but I don’t know who frequents them and, frankly, I’m more comfortable posting here on DD.

I imagine this to be a bit interactive (like a Reddit post), but no pressure. Some circumstances inspired in part by @littlest-lily’s Out Of Their Element - lots of, well, elements/themes that I love.

---

Posted in r/relationships
by u/Oblivious_Fetish

I accidentally learned what “macrophilia” is and that my GF might have it – should I be concerned?

My (M29) girlfriend (f28) and I have been together for 5 years. We always planned on her moving in with me, but it was expediated by the MINUS-19 virus/pandemic as of 2 years ago when she caught the virus. As it turned out, my GF was one of those people who were extremely susceptible to contracting it. Her experience was pretty typical: cold and flu-like symptoms, headaches, fatigue and significant loss in stature. She’s about the size of my thumb. It’s safe to say that she’s got long-MINUS, as she hasn’t regained any height back. As many of you know, there is currently no treatment for it, so I still carry her around - she’s even got her favourite spots now: hand, shoulder, the top of my head, chest pocket.

That’s not really my issue, but I thought I would give some background before getting into the details. It’s a bit long, so bear with me. Otherwise, skip on through.

As you would expect, the first few months were really challenging for the both of us, getting used to her…condition. We’ve both had to learn and adjust to her new limitations, find solutions where possible. Like the place is covered in makeshift ladders, barriers on the edges of anything that poses a fall risk (tables, desks, kitchen counter), gaps in the walls and floors meticulously checked and filled, and there’s not a single cobweb around (her fear of spiders has gotten a hell of a lot more rational than before she shrunk).

But it’s actually been really great for our relationship. We established rules early, mostly around communication. Like if we don’t know where the other is, we both make an effort to announce ourselves before entering a room - she’ll knock on the skirting board, or blow on a surprisingly effective whistle she made. Ideally though, we tell each other our plans as soon as possible when it comes to movement - a big adjustment for the both of us. Or if I did something that’s bothering her, she tells me asap since walking away for some breathing room is a lot harder to achieve now. It’s gotten easier since companies released working products for people with MINUS-19 - having her own phone has been an absolute blessing.

On a personal note, the past 2 years have done wonders for my confidence and self-esteem. I know it sounds bad, like I’m seeing her condition as some ego-booster, but I don’t mean it in a condescending way (and definitely not like in a douchey “she makes my penis look huge huuhuuhuu” way either). It’s like…she’s seen every single part of me, close up and in high definition, unfortunate angles and all, whether she wants to or not: “every hair, freckle, pore, down to the grit that’s under your fingernails” - as she put it. And she still finds me attractive. You know when you open the camera on your phone and it’s still on selfie mode? Yeah, I think it’s seeing me like that most of the time, lol. So if she’s seen me at my ugliest, I guess I don’t look so bad in other people’s eyes either.

I also don’t want to make it seem like I’m taking advantage of her trauma. She is someone who was (and still is) so fiercely independent, but her condition has made her realise how much she has to rely on other people to do things for her and be okay with it. There’s a lot of trust involved of course. I guess, I’m grateful that she’s able to put trust in me enough to be able to pick her up without prior warning, or get her something that’s well out of her arm’s length, and generally making assessments and decisions for the both of us.

On to my issue…

A few months ago, we decided to consolidate our accounts - streaming services mostly, and other subscriptions that don’t need separate accounts. Currently, I pay for one half of the subscription services, she pays for the other half, and it evens out. This means that we both have each other’s Google profiles on our browsers to make logging in easier (we just have to switch profiles depending on what service we want to access).

A couple of weeks ago, I went to check my browser history to find a webpage I forgot to save, and I came across this block of unfamiliar searches and websites. Stuff about “macrophilia” and “shrunken women”. No one else has access to my Google profile, so I figured that it was my GF - that she searched for something and forgot that she was using my profile (which then saved in my search history).

I didn’t mean to pry but my curiosity got the better of me and I clicked on one of the pages: it was a picture gallery filled with naked or near-naked men photoshopped to be…huge. Like Godzilla/kaiju film huge. Some were pretty explicit, like clearly taken from pornographic material. The entire website itself was dedicated to some giant men fetish. I visited another one of the pages, and similar thing but with a mixture of giant women (same thing, Godzilla sized) or women being held in someone’s hand.

I did a bit of a dive to find out more about what “macrophilia” was, and I ended up with more questions that when I started. I’ve ever really engaged with fetishes before, and only really heard of the more well-known ones, but this? I got a bit overwhelmed and had to step away. I haven’t told my GF yet, but she’s starting to suspect that something is up.

So that’s why I’ve come here for advice. Has anyone else come across this before? I’m freaking out a little, because it’s making me question so much: is this recent? Is she still with me because I fit into her fetish? There seems to be a LOT of giant women in macrophilia - does that mean she likes women? I’m not against bi people, but what if she’s full-blown lesbian?

I realise that a lot of my questions can be answered by talking to her, but how do I broach this with her without making her uncomfortable? Like I said, I’m a bit overwhelmed and would appreciate advice on where to start.

My heart, my goofy moon witch ️ I romanced her on my Pali run after realising how adorable she was, especially against a big character model. And now she’s even cuuuuuutteeerrrrrrrrr~

@blehb said in Watching Others Watch Size:

it seemed like a lot of people were disappointed the movie strayed away from further world-building.

Haven’t seen the movie either. I think most normies have shown a general, albeit fleeting, fascination for size content and are genuinely interested when there’s world-building or there’s a reason for it to exist - like most fantastical themes; vampires and werewolves being classic ones. I’ve been lucky to have been able to tell a handful of friends and partners, and be met with curiosity and a “oh, that’s cool!” And then we move on to other topics - hence the fleeting part. If there’s nothing to keep them interested, that’s it until it’s brought up again.

I think the sexual part doesn’t tend to come up because people are being polite. Amazon has probably answered some common logistics questions (including The Boys, Gen V and American Gods) at least.

@i-am-insane like these?