This is also a question I’ve explored in therapy with some manner of lucidity, so I’ll offer my personal psychoanalysis as a response.

Without going into uncomfortable detail, I’m a CSA survivor who used to dissociate during unwanted physical contact. Dissociation can feel different depending on the individual but in my case it was rather out of body. I had particular places I could fixate on and those places were often only accessible to something mouse-sized, like under a dresser or a crack between furniture or appliances. So dissociation often put me in these spots, where I felt unseen and safe. I was just some mouse on the floor, not the girl across the room staring blankly at it to get through the next few minutes.

So for me this is two things when not in a sexual context: trust and safety. My therapist suggested that I had reassociated meaning and identity to my dissociated self (my small self) and that meaning was basically “small, unseen = safe”. This redefinition persisted even after I learned to manage that symptom.

The other half of this probably came about later, but my need for a trusted adult relationship overlapped with the need to feel unperceived. It sounds contradictory. However, I find there’s a sweet spot there- if I’m hidden from the world, I feel safe. Now slot in someone I actually do trust to shield and keep me hidden and secret, it pushes all the right buttons.

All said above, I value more one-on-one interactions. A fantasy for me is never being shrunk on a bus, or in a club, or being shared with a group of giants. I want and need one special giant I can trust entirely and will hide me in his pockets when I feel overwhelmed. These intimate encounters fill my heart with something I just can’t replicate any other way. The only truly safe state of being is being tiny and out of sight.

I can’t read Japanese so I have no idea how to attribute this I’m sorry

https://vimeo.com/149492746

Was talking about this video from an animator expo a few years back with a friend today and wondered if any of you had seen it before. Girl has an… interesting dream about her boyfriend.

I will never not be fascinated by the fact that there are people who exist that would happily fill the giant slot in my funny little fantasies.

That’s just so cool.

For them to not only enjoy it as much as myself, but to be so completely into it that I have become the object of their doting fascination? Unreal. Too good to be true. Can no longer type, body has melted into pure bliss.

Summary: Lyra’s here to settle a debt. It’s merely a business transaction, and the elf she’s meant to pay is more than happy to negotiate. But he wants a little more than half-assed glamours - he wants her.

Well I’ve gone and done another audio, because I can’t keep away. This time I’m a pixie. anyone in the mood for elf sex? Of course you are.

For this I actually asked for a man to voice the man’s lines so you don’t have to suffer me sounding, at best, like a prepubescent boy and totally breaking immersion.

This will probably be on reddit somewhere as soon as I jump through all the hoops presented by the main gone wild subs. But what the heck, that makes you guys first in the pecking order eh. I wouldn’t mind a little signal boost here if any of you have a reddit account!

The Audio

Original story: https://bijoul33.wordpress.com/2023/09/24/glamourous-debt/

Author: BijouL33 (Full permission granted!)

Voices

Narrator/Lyra: Me!

Vaelin: Xanpheon

Special shout-out to foreverlurk for putting this story on my radar in the first place

@blehb I almost always come back to one type of biggo so I may as well embrace it- I have a type.

Protective giants are the best, and you can’t change my mind.

With that established, I like to insert them in every single dynamic under the sun. Finding a tiny lost and scared? Protecc. Rescues tiny from cruel big? Protecc. Tiny approaches them? Protecc. Giant needs comfort? Protecc. Giant is the cause of their smallness? Protecc. Even when he’s a dick about it. He isn’t gonna hurt her no matter what, and won’t let anyone else, either.

That doesn’t mean he can’t be a little rough sometimes. Sometimes I rather like when the protectiveness has a side helping of possessive, and while he does keep her completely safe in his care, he still has needs, even if those needs can be a little primal.

@Olo See this is a masterclass in how to get crammed into some tight briefs first thing in the morning.

@Olo My time to SHINE

1- Yes. Just to hammer in a point: there is no censorship on AO3. The only rules are that you must tag your work appropriately. If it has rape, tag it. If it has incest, tag it. If it has suicide, tag it. Just use common sense. And if you aren’t sure, there is always the catch all: “Author chose not to use Archive warnings.” That will always cover your butt. The “moderation” on AO3 is self-moderation; if you don’t want to see something, don’t search it, filter it out, don’t read it, etc. It’s an archive, not social media.

2- The answer to all of your questions is to simply create your own tags. You want to tag it as “M/f”? You type M/f and then a comma. Voila, it’s tagged M/f. The only reason you would find it in the list that pops up when you start typing is if someone else has opted to use that exact configuration before you. The tricky thing here is that because of the vast variety of prose AO3 caters to, having “canonical” tags in original works would be… basically impossible. The GOOD news is that you can use MULTIPLE tags in order to appear in as many search results as possible. So go ahead and tag it with all the terminology you can think of: “M/f, male giant, big man, giant man, tiny woman, shrunken woman, tiny female, size difference” so on and so forth. There is NO LIMIT to your tags. You would shit if you saw the literal wall of tags some stories have. I am not joking. So go crazy. Tag away.

For relationship tags: ditto. Just type it in how you like it and end it with a comma.

@Deedee Gimme the underside so I can catch a nice big glob

I work frequently with a doctor who is something close to 210cm (6’7 for the americans) and with myself being just shy of 150cm it does not go unnoticed. And he loves to poke fun at it, as do any patients who see us working together. I think one of the funniest remarks I’ve heard was from a patient who was pulled from a multi-vehicular accident and suffered a TBI. I was assessing his AO just as the doctor entered the trauma bay and his eyes suddenly darted between us both and he croaked out something like: “Saint Peter get this little cherub out of my face.”

This is a little different but I dated a microphile back in nursing school, completely by happenstance. Neither one of us had any idea about it until one time we were in bed and he asked if I had any kinks. Somehow I was brave enough to admit I enjoyed praise and bondage, but too shy to mention the size thing because come on it’s fantasy, did I need to?

This man, very casually might I add, just says “Ah great I like that too. I like to pretend my partner is shrinking while riding my cock.” ZERO HESITATION. I will forever admire his shamelessness. We’re still friends after all that. He still teases when we hang out.

I already have this problem with my own cabinets…

@Olo I don’t know who he is but he looks like he wants help and I want to help him 🥺

@Olo Wouldn’t that imply the womanizer in this context is shrunk themselves? English is weird…

This is also a question I’ve explored in therapy with some manner of lucidity, so I’ll offer my personal psychoanalysis as a response.

Without going into uncomfortable detail, I’m a CSA survivor who used to dissociate during unwanted physical contact. Dissociation can feel different depending on the individual but in my case it was rather out of body. I had particular places I could fixate on and those places were often only accessible to something mouse-sized, like under a dresser or a crack between furniture or appliances. So dissociation often put me in these spots, where I felt unseen and safe. I was just some mouse on the floor, not the girl across the room staring blankly at it to get through the next few minutes.

So for me this is two things when not in a sexual context: trust and safety. My therapist suggested that I had reassociated meaning and identity to my dissociated self (my small self) and that meaning was basically “small, unseen = safe”. This redefinition persisted even after I learned to manage that symptom.

The other half of this probably came about later, but my need for a trusted adult relationship overlapped with the need to feel unperceived. It sounds contradictory. However, I find there’s a sweet spot there- if I’m hidden from the world, I feel safe. Now slot in someone I actually do trust to shield and keep me hidden and secret, it pushes all the right buttons.

All said above, I value more one-on-one interactions. A fantasy for me is never being shrunk on a bus, or in a club, or being shared with a group of giants. I want and need one special giant I can trust entirely and will hide me in his pockets when I feel overwhelmed. These intimate encounters fill my heart with something I just can’t replicate any other way. The only truly safe state of being is being tiny and out of sight.

@Jötunn I’m 5’0, recovered ED so kinda on the scrawny side. I don’t think my size IRL has much at all to do with this, for me it’s entirely trauma-based. I’m don’t speak for everyone though.

@coolguy69 Gonna need a part 2, he can’t just let her run away like that!

@BigCuddlyGiant said in [F4M] Your Tiny Girlfriend Comforts You During a Storm:

This is super cute! Audio is probably my favorite medium so thanks so much for making such a sweet and intimate scene.

I would love to do some more! … just need the words!

Yep, I wrote an ASMR roleplay. Short but sweet. You get 6 minutes of mushy, flustered tiny cuddling and trying her best to tease you back… as you tease her and she falls asleep on you.

This is my first time writing and editing something like this, and I’ll probably make some adjustments later on. But since there is a severe lack of SW audio for giant male listeners, here’s my attempt to fix this injustice.

Anyway, here’s the audio: 6m39s

Edit: I took the time to sort of “remaster” the audio and adjust immersion. This made it a biiiiit longer.

@Olo said in Jack Has Lola:

If you don’t have a Xitter account, replace x.com with xcancel.com. That’ll give you access.

Bless you

@foreverlurk said in What's it Like?:

Seriously I need a weekly podcast with a different tiny lady every episode talking about these topics lol

@Olo Ok confession time. Chel was my first cartoon crush. I spit out my water all over my chest when I saw this. Hwow.