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@blehb Coming out of the cupboard certainly plays a role in trying to anticipate normies’ reactions. It’s always a fraught situation; you hope that the size content is able to explain its appeal, but at the same time it’s so easy for it to be cringey.

The reactions to Termite in The Boys and Little Cricket in Gen V have been all over the place, but that hasn’t kept me from trying to spot any gi-curious commentary.

I remember when the movie Downsizing was about to come out, I was all excited to see how normies would process it. Then it flopped and I was glad everyone quickly forgot about it.

@blehb said in Go-to sizey daydream?:

Here’s a weirder one I’m wondering if any of you can relate to: I love imagining peoples reactions to size content. Good or bad, I’m just fascinated by people’s thoughts on it (beyond the “wow how strange!” part). Like how into it would they be? What role would they want to play? How would they feel towards someone who was really into it?

And I don’t mean this in a way where I’m trying to project my own fantasies onto them, or hope they’re going to love it as much as I do. It is just a genuine fascination. I don’t have the guts to bring it up to anyone though.

I am probably more interested in normies’ reactions to size content than I am in kinksters’ reactions, tbh. I’m no longer trying to “recruit” people into size fantasy, but I do think it doesn’t have to be as insular as some might think. The aesthetic I’m aiming for in my stories is an engaging story that “just happens” to have size content.

Accordingly, I want to know how much size content normies will entertain before it gets too silly and they stop engaging with it. For example, if I come up with a mixed-size society and describe certain accommodations that are made for People of Unusual Size, my goal is to make the normie reader say, “That’s clever, that’s probably how it would have to work” rather than just laughing at the sight gag.

Once they buy into the premise, then the size smut should sell itself.

@littlest-lily Doting on her.

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@maladaptivetiny I love her impish expression and peek-a-bush.

@littlest-lily Me too!

@miss-lillipants I really appreciate the aquatic theme of these.

@miss-lillipants Ooo! Is the plastic hard or pliant?

@i-am-insane Seriously. That’s “quick”?

@maladaptivetiny [fingers twitching]

@i-am-insane I’m still looking for a durable silicone figure for my pocket that can withstand fondling or at least provide a pleasing weight against my skin.

I wish these people would get a little more convenient and affordable.

@maladaptivetiny More like straight-up abduction, but the spirit is the same.

@maladaptivetiny I just heard someone refer to the age of dating apps as “the Swiping Era,” and I gotta say that hits differently for Size fans.

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@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.