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@smolchlo She does look pretty sour.

@littlest-lily Camila is a band-aid that is best ripped off quickly. Thank goodness for Kong.

@littlest-lily If I have to run for any reason while holding you, you’ll want to be in my fist.

@giant-me These are lovely, but I must cavil:

Cotton swabs are excellent for caressing tinies or applying lotion (or sauce), but be aware that dry cotton does not feel pleasant inserted into a vagina, rectum, or mouth. I typically slick the swab up in my mouth, or even break the cotton off, before going to work on her holes.

@littlest-lily Gonna wait until after work to read this one.

@NobodyOfKnowhere I coulda sworn @Nyx wrote at least one story along these lines.

@shrunkenlaura Right. If it’s a reward, you get to determine the pace.

@littlest-lily Well, that was certainly worth the buildup! Too bad Camila wasn’t watching; it might have helped her “get it.” jk

the fleshy shape up ahead, as big as inflatable lawn decor.

I won’t be unable to unsee that whenever I look at a neighbor’s holiday display.

Peek-a-boner was terrifically cute. Just excellent emotional and physical immersion. Hope she gets to see it out when she’s on the floor and he’s standing over her.

“I’m sorry I can’t take you inside me.” “Conventional sex is overrated.”

This was a tough exchange. I hope Aiden finds the poise at some point to acknowledge that Evie, too, is missing out the pleasures of penetration.

One final note. A former co-worker once confided to me that an old boyfriend of hers had, more than once, exclaimed “What a trooper!” at the moment of climax. I thought it was the perfect thing to say to one’s tiny lover after they had just survived copulation, so put it in my next (F/m) size story.

@SmolChlo I used to torment myself imagining that a venomous spider was going to crawl under my bed sheets as soon as I turned off the light. This is worse.

We’re going to need months and months of observations before this study is concluded. Then there’s the peer review…

@littlest-lily

that “weighty pause” on his end was processing that exact thing you mentioned . . . But it wasn’t quite working and felt like too much, so both Aiden and I figured we’d put a pin in that

I figured as much. It’s a natural consequence of the one-sided perspective mode you’ve chosen, and Aiden’s instinct (and yours) was correct. It wasn’t the right time.

Aiden’s also grown up a little, in that one of the hardest things to do in a relationship is let someone else do for you (especially when it revolves around a secret kink you’ve been ashamed to share for so long). Concern for Evie’s physical safety aside, he finally gave in to the moment. That was nice to see (as Evie would readily attest).

Speaking of secrets, I’m worried sick that there might be no way to prevent Camila from venting her frustration by blabbing to others about Evie’s condition. If she were a more mature and empathetic person, Aiden might have been able to explain his kink to Camila and thus assure her that there’s no need to worry about him, but she’s proven that her “concern” is wholly insincere and self-serving and that attempting to appeal to her better nature is futile. If only Diego had some kind of leverage over her…

“What’s Evie doing with that banana?”

“It’s not a banana, I’m just happy to see her.”

Really glad people are taking these issues up. My original post was primarily a joke, but it also highlighted some of the challenges I’ve had with writing about true giants (and giantesses), and I suspected others might be thinking along the same lines.

Two things to keep in mind when criticizing size fiction:

1. Size fantasy is no exception to Sturgeon’s law.

2. Many people think that writing smut is a shameful or at least unserious activity unworthy of thoughtful plotting.

While I’m all about SW/GT on this forum, some of you know that I have a longer history with the SM/GTS genre. I’ve skimmed through more GTS stories than I care to admit, and you are correct that stories that give a single thought to where a true giantess came from, what she wants, and how she’s going to endure are rarer than hen’s teeth.

It’s hard to avoid the conclusion that for these (almost entirely male) authors, giantesses are valued solely because they destroy and kill. It doesn’t matter if she has no more personality than an earthquake or a tsunami. What matters is that she destroys the world and the men in it. Sometimes there’s the additional irony of being destroyed by someone who, at one point, might have been described as delicate or alluring, but once she’s gone giant she’s fully on board with the author’s agenda of homicide, rape, and cannibalism. It’s not called Conversations With The Fifty-Foot Woman, after all.

Several books could be (and probably have been) written about why some men feel they deserve to be destroyed by women, and I certainly wouldn’t deny the validity of such feelings. I just challenge the notion that they should be considered the foundation of all size fantasy.

The neglect of what has been called the “ecology” of giants is a major obstacle to me enjoying a lot of true giant|ess smut. I need to know how all of the needs listed in the OP are going to be met if I am to relate to a giant at all. No human society that I’m familiar with would tolerate a giant for long, much less accommodate them, and any society terrorized into providing a giant with food and shelter would be unable to provide that giant with any social comfort.

To preserve a giant’s humanity, the easiest solution is probably some sort of dimensional portal that would allow regular visits with same-sized people. Perhaps they live on different planets (although that invites questions about how everyone evolved so similarly except in size). I could see a giant spaceship or dimensional shuttle parked out in the desert where the giant could get their food/shelter/communication needs met, but then wander out to meet the tinies someplace where the giant wouldn’t cause (too much) destruction.

I guess one reason that I get so hung up on these concerns is that when an author hand-waves them away, they’re signalling that their fetish thirst is more important than a coherent story. And that bugs me enough to take me out of the fantasy.

@ThumbLoverVer2 said:

This sounds like the beginning of a villain origin story.

“Anti-hero,” please.

@littlest-lily said:

Perhaps there is an element of it being largely straight men on many of these sites, which inevitably leads to a lot of focus on sexy women.

Indeed. This is what I was talking about in an earlier thread.

I’ve been toying with some terms for categorizing size fantasy tropes, and the most hopeful of these is the Indifferent v. Intimate spectrum. This criterion depends upon the focus of the story, whether the protagonist(s) have relationships that are affected by the size differential or if they are just exploring the size differential itself.

On the Indifferent end you have people encountering an environment that is fantastically smaller or larger than themselves, discovering what this allows them to do, and processing those experiences. On the Intimate end you have people encountering people that are fantastically smaller or larger than themselves, meaningfully communicating with those differently-sized people, and (re-)negotiating those relationships.

Rampage scenarios belong on the Indifferent end of the spectrum, whether the protagonist is a giant or a tiny witness. I’d also include unaware scenarios here, where a tiny is navigating a giant world and unable/unwilling to communicate with the giant people around them. The Intimate end of the spectrum, of course, is where giants and tinies interact over a dramatic period of time and determine what they mean to each other.

I place no judgment on any point of this spectrum. I just think it would be a useful way to label stories and help size pervs find what they’re looking for.

@SmolChlo said:

If I grew, I’d dig a hole in the dessert and hide.

That’s the kind of dessert I’m looking for.

I would feel so embarrassed being that enormous and naked in front of so many people a Giantess who’s afraid of the tinies

See, this is where the male GTS-rampage authors fail; they can’t imagine a woman becoming a giantess and not turning into a homicidal psychopath.

@i-am-insane said:

I get the impression that a lot of GTS writers are men, and it’s as much about desperately needing to feel not in control

Absolutely. I resisted it for a while, but clearly the most helpful analogy is to BDSM, where tinies are subs and giants are doms. And just like subs outnumber doms, tinies outnumber giants. Once I embraced this, it was a lot easier to switch between SM/GTS and SW/GT.

@mrgoblinging7

If you knew Sushi, like I know Sushi

@littlest-lily I’m not worried; I’m sure an owl will prevent Evie from hitting the ground.

I can vent my heart out on the car ride back tomorrow morning.

If Aiden’s anything like me, you do not want give him alarming or enraging news while he’s driving.

that Disney trip sounded pretty great

Sorry, Tink, but they don’t allow guests to wear costumes.

I’m starting to be good at noticing invisible paths

Years of Super Mario Bros finally pays off!

I could have sworn she saw me

How deliciously deniable.

@SmolChlo