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As SW fans, we tend to view shrinking as something to be desired. Most normies, however, typically consider being shrunk as undesirable. As Size stories are often found in mainstream children’s entertainment, they can include some kind of lesson or moral, sometimes characterizing being shrunk as something that one “deserves” for making a mistake or behaving poorly.

Leaving aside the fact that we are all naturally eager to see a character get shrunk, what do you imagine might be some conditions she can find herself in or certain behaviors she can exhibit that would “justify” her getting shrunk? Has there ever been an instance of you watching a show or reading a story and thinking to yourself, “That girl deserves to get shrunk”?

Similarly, if you are one of those shrunken women who gets off to the humiliation or degradation that comes with being tiny, do you ever imagine that you have done something to earn such a fate? Some vice or regrettable behavior that you know will result in you becoming tiny and helpless but which you cannot resist?

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@HHunter1 said:

Most of my audience is male and most that have commented about penis size in my stories prefer the “giant” to have an exaggerated large one.

Well, that’s just like normie made-by-men-for-men porn. Of course, there’s a subfetish for everything, including “micro penis.” I don’t know if there’s a normie market for “average-ween,” but I wouldn’t be surprised by anything.

A Little Trouble by QueenZelda

@blehb said:

[Downsizing] is actually very interesting to me because (and correct me if I’m wrong because I haven’t personally seen it, so I don’t know how true these criticisms are) it seemed like a lot of people were disappointed the movie strayed away from further world-building. Like they were excited to see these special effects and quirks and stuff but then the movie just took a totally different turn.

So Downsizing was written and directed by Alexander Payne, who had previously made such adult satirical movies as Citizen Ruth, Election, Sideways, and About Schmidt. Not only did those films have smart and funny scripts, they also featured scandalous scenes of full-frontal nudity that were more comical than arousing. There was every reason to believe that Payne would deliver the long-awaited mainstream size smut crossover, and he had the budget to do what none of us would even attempt in terms of special effects.

Unfortunately, Payne’s goal was about satirizing how narcissistic Americans pursue individual remedies rather than taking collective action. So, instead of reducing carbon emissions to mitigate global warming, a privileged few reduce themselves in the hopes that they will set a good example for the rest of the population. Much of the screen time is spent on several Downsized people interacting with each other and demonstrating the hollowness of the entire project.

Almost all of the special effects and tiny people interacting with Biggos was in the trailer. Even normies were expecting more of a fantastic experience. The review in The New Yorker actually referred to Brobdingnag from Gulliver’s Travels and said the film needed more giant-tiny sexytimes. It doesn’t get more disappointing than that.

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@foreverlurk “Watch yourself, honey, or I might just take you home in my pocket.”

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@blehb Like foreverlurk, I still haven’t quite inhabited a true giant, walking down the street, trampling cop cars and cracking the pavement. I take that back. I did a quickie without much editing a few months ago. Content warning: Multiple grisly fatalities, one massive giant cock. Lead Me Not Into Temptation

Before that the closest I got to a true giant was a much more gentle scenario, no fatalities, only a minor discussion of the possibility of vore. It was an entry in the Size Riot contest, which took us out of our comfort zones: Accommodations

Tiny in hand! by Cariwebo

@Nyx That building was coming down anyway.

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A story prompt by SKMagic:

This can take place long ago in a fantasy realm, or modern day in a normal average town/city. A woman who practiced the dark arts of witchcraft had fallen in love with a man. She was absolutely head over heels madly in love with him. As far as she could tell, he felt the same. A couple of blissful years later, the man cheated on the witch. He left her, knowing she was pregnant with his child, for another woman. As you might imagine, this destroyed the witch. Her heart shattered. Trust and faith destroyed. Her spirit darkened. She blamed herself more than she blamed her lover. She was an intelligent person, she should have known it was all a lie.

Giving birth to a girl, the witch vowed to keep her daughter from the same fate. There was no such thing as love. Diving into her dark arts books, spells, and other tomes, the witch found a way to prevent her daughter from experiencing “love”.

On the baby girl’s 3rd birthday, the witch “gifted” her daughter a curse. Should she ever kiss anyone, the daughter would be punished, and loose a fraction of physical herself. Just as with each kiss, a human tends to give away a fraction of their heart and soul. Essentially, you kiss, you shrink.

Of course the witch wanted to be a good mother. She taught and educated her daughter about magic. But seeing how her daughter didn’t desire control over the mystical powers, she encouraged her daughter to pursue whatever she was drawn towards. The daughter grew confident, clever, and adventurous. She also knew of the curse her mother “gifted”. She was raised to believe it was for her own good. It was a way to protect her. Should she ever get caught in the trap of “love”, a single kiss wouldn’t make her disappear or fall into a cursed slumber. No, it would only make her a little shorter, a little thinner, that’s all. Not so bad.

I’m sure you have already put two and two together. The daughter falls in love. She explains to her partner the curse and why she was cursed. Her partner was supportive, saying they would rather be with them without kisses, than to be with someone else who could kiss. The two started researching ways to eliminate the curse. Dark magic, light magic, science, anything. Eventually the daughter went to her mother telling the witch everything. This infuriated the witch, feeling her own daughter was betraying everything she taught her. With delight, the witch established that the curse couldn’t be broken. Not even a kiss of “true love” could stop it, as the curse was activated by kissing. That the curse would take away physically however much the curse saw fit. Maybe she would only loose 12 inches (about 30 centimeters). Maybe after multiple kisses, she would end up only an inch tall (about 2.5 centimeters).

I’ll leave it to your imagination how long the couple waited until one late night, the witch’s daughter chose her fate and took control. Allowing herself to give away her love, her heart, her soul in the form of a kiss. I’ll leave it up to you if they kissed over and over again all in one night, or over the course of years. You can daydream how tiny the daughter became and all the adventures they experienced along the way.

Alternatively, what if the witch’s curse was whomever her daughter kissed was who shrunk. It would be a punishment on the daughter to watch her love get smaller and smaller.

Love you G/t community!!! Have fun with those vivid imaginations of yours!!

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