Best posts made by Olo

For years I let myself be deterred from embracing my M/f desires by (in part) the most vile voices describing what they would like to do to shrunken women. To this day I am more likely to call a SW a “bug” than a “bitch.” I know there are SWs out there who crave straight-up misogynist abuse from giant men, but I have to work myself up to provide that.

I still remember being taken aback by an anonymous comment from a SW on Tumblr who wanted to be passed around by a fraternity and abused every which way. I knew the inverse scenario was a staple of the SM fantasy, so I eventually shrugged and let it become the inspiration for Bitter Dregs, which some readers indeed wrinkled their noses at.

I knew I’d get a similar reception for The Prof, although it was easier to write knowing that I might eventually give those guys their comeuppance.

Almost every show could have been improved with the addition of shrunken women (or male giants). Which one would you most like to have seen?

I’ll start:

Just found this today:

(Sweet reference to Dr. Cyclops)

by Waldo

Happy Hump Day!

Lynne Reid Banks, RIP

@maladaptivetiny Just my opinion, not speaking for the Admins or anyone else, but I think topics like this are evergreen and can reappear every so often to allow new users to contribute and old users to revisit their contributions. We don’t need to make everyone conduct an exhaustive excavation to determine whether it’s come up before.

Today is typical in that I’ve got and endless list of tasks, none of which is either difficult or interesting, and I plug away without any feeling of satisfaction or pride, and then she shows up, poking her head around the laptop screen. She’s still got her clothes on, but I know that won’t last forever. She strolls casually along the top of the keyboard, and I scroll my work to the top of the screen so she can’t obstruct it. She stops and mischievously dotes on the power button, earning a sharp glance from me. She shrugs and returns to her sauntering, “accidentally” pressing a couple of function keys. Keeping my eyes on the screen, I use the thumb of my right hand to crack each of that hand’s knuckles. She makes a defiant expression that I pretend to ignore. Now the thumb and fingers of my right hand are twitching, rubbing against my palm. I’m looking more at her than at the screen. I keep looking at her as I get an incoming email notification. I take a deep breath and open the email. She doesn’t attempt to evade as my right hand leaves my mouse and curls around her. The email is from my supervisor. My enclosing fingers press her to my palm. My open eyes are on the email, but my attention is with my caressing and molesting thumb.

Por amor, por onde você se arrastaria? by Tarlei Melo

Inside the Size Kink Community

I actually saw this author soliciting information on Reddit, but I failed to contribute. Pretty good about dispelling the F/m hegemony.

Ktantan GT 001 by Ktantan

by Max

by Unknown Hand

Can I hug you with my stomach tongue?

I Dreamt of That by Loca70

Break Me by Smashko2