@olo Absolutely. That’s why I never really dove into it, even though of course all the characters would be at least 28 with the 10 year HS reunion thing.
But looking at this now, if it’s more psychological and humorous, a story that could easily be filmed at PG-13, it might work as a joke rather than a sexy thing.
I’ve had a fascination with or obsession with g/t since as early as I can remember.
The first strangely fetishy take on it was me imagining being crushed under a clothed butt when I was around 3 or 4. I knew nothing of sex, this was just something I liked imagining for some reason.
At that age, I was already absorbing tons of cartoons and movies with size scenes, so maybe this snuck in from there, who knows.
As for Fern Gully, holy hell, yes, so glad to see that popular here. Everything about it. Thanks, Tim Curry, for bringing sexiness to a smoke monster, of all things. Yes, the lizard’s scene is great, along with the smoke monster, but what struck me more back then was just Zak meeting Crysta - the size difference between them alone got my brain going.
I had a fascination with anatomy back then, and I planned on becoming a doctor, so I earnestly absorbed all of the information out there for kids about the human body. Among those was The Magic School Bus, which I can firmly, 100%, blame for getting me into vore. Fucking Ms. Frizzle.
I have considered writing a fan fiction of that classroom now having a 10-year high school reunion, and all the students bonding over how screwed up it was that they went inside Arnold.
An idea: Arnold left the district after that year, after having been so embarrassed by being so overly seen, and becoming a target for teasing. “How are your alveoli doing today, Arnold?” Carlos mocked him the next week, himself trying to forget the horror of being almost crushed to paste between his classmate’s molars. None of the returning students as adults want to admit that they’re all vore fetishists now. Phoebe is now a gastroenterologist, and she never told anyone outside of this class reunion that her chosen medical specialty was more of an all-consuming obsession than an academic or career calling.
@sloppy_amy turncoat! Traitor! You know, he’ll never actually make you big again - the growth ray is a lie!
@smolchlo right on, sister. Apologies in advance if this gets us all eaten, but I’m glad you’re on board!
@olo I mean, I’d do what it takes to not get swallowed by his threatening mouth, but whenever the giant isn’t in the room, I’d try to remind the other women that the giant’s mind games are stupid as hell, that he’s a manipulative asshole, that whenever his back is to us, we’re all equal. That the hierarchy thing is a show we’re putting on for him, because he’s not actually God, we all still have inalienable human rights.
If that ends up backfiring for me? Then that’s what happens. I’m done pretending like hierarchy is real in normal sized capitalism, I’m not going to change that belief when I’m tiny.
With different sized women, protect the smalls at all cost. Golden rule. Kick the shit out of equally sized tinies who want to harm them. Pray to the gods that the bigger tinies than I have as solid an ethical framework in their noggins. (Prediction: after seeing society collapsing in these past few years, the other tinies won’t. People can’t even be bothered to put their shopping carts away in the store parking lot.)
@olo I’d definitely want to be part of a harem.
I’ve never had much value for either social hierarchy nor romantic jealousy, I’d like us all to be one united group against the giant. Even better, one united bisexual cuddle pile? A sisterhood but with more hugging and maybe kissing, even fucking, if our time with the giant isn’t so traumatic that it makes us dissociate sex from enjoyment.
Even if I failed at rallying the rest of the tiny women together under the banner of feminism and tiny liberation, If I could find at least one other tiny woman who saw things that way, I’d have a best friend / girlfriend and be as happy as a trapped tiny can possibly be.
Even if the giant is generous… Even if the other women are combative. I don’t only want to be seen as a man’s pet forever. Any other type of interaction with another person my size would help me remember my own humanity. They’d be a little piece of the world that is still my size.
@mrgoblinging7 Yeah, faeries are magically powerful. That’s one reason they’re fun to imagine scenarios with.
Surround me with something soft like cotton in here to reduce impacts, and you can safely keep me in your pocket all day. Take me out for a break, let me see light, before you put me back in, without me knowing when you’ll pop me out again. Maybe in a few hours. Maybe two days later when you’re doing your laundry.
@olo Hey, my eBay listing said “Fair”, so I don’t know what you’re giving me that stinkface for.
@giant-me
This definitely isn’t true for me.
My kinks and my romantic side are mostly separate. The part of me that likes real-life romance and romance fantasies is just a different part of me than the part that is into nonconsent fantasies.
It’s like one’s my libido and one’s my heart.
I have absolutely no idea why I’m into cruel giant scenarios. Maybe it’s some twisted part of my brain where the age-old, amoeba-deep don’t-get-eaten instinct is turned into a get-eaten impulse?
Where my kinks come from don’t HAVE to make sense. I don’t really have faith in Freud at all, he had a lot of dumb ideas about the subconscious that have no basis in science, so the idea that anyone with violent ideas secretly wants to be violent just does NOT ring true to me.
I come more from the cognitive behavioral therapy side of self-care: if it isn’t causing me problems, I don’t care, and where the thoughts come from doesn’t really matter, as long as they aren’t damaging me or others.
I know I’m talking more from the sub side, so I’m speaking from a more morally ‘defensible’ position, but the idea that this isn’t a hidden real desire is as true for doms as it is for subs.
For example, my nonsonsent fantasties in this space often include the main character dying, or being trapped. In real life, I would fight tooth and nail, with every fiber of my being, with inner strength I am not even aware of, to stay alive and to avoid being trapped / imprisoned.
I think that if you’re a dom, you have to let go of the guilt that comes with that. Part of that is by not trying to tie your dom fantasies to real-life justifications - don’t psychonalyze this part of yourself, because it’s unscientific and just a detailed form of self-hatred.
We don’t really know why we’re kinky in this bizarre, fantasy way. As long as you only play with this fantasy with consenting adults who are also into it, it truly doesn’t hurt anyone. It’s not some glimmering id sitting at the base of your brain wishing it could lash out based on previous ego injury. That’s just a lingering fear of yourself.
You’re good. Yes, you’ve experienced rejection, we all have. That isn’t why you have this kink.
@mrgoblinging7 aah there’s a good reason to be shrunk by someone who also fucks men … Wanders off into bisexual size orgy visions
@cyberpool I would do this if I was shrunk. So fast.
A sadistic shrinker would be startled by my complete consent.
