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Cockiest man you know getting humbled by getting shrunk to an inch tall

3 days ago 16 3 3 0
a low angle photo of a woman in a black turtleneck and brown bell bottoms and black below-ankle boots with thick heels, half crouched and leaning forward with the left sole exposed, in a small office

a low angle photo of a woman in a black turtleneck and brown bell bottoms and black below-ankle boots with thick heels, half crouched and leaning forward with the left sole exposed, in a small office

make a splash βœŒπŸ»πŸ–€

4 days ago 115 15 15 1
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( . Y . )

1 week ago 126 14 11 0
Colossal Cakes with Tiny Tina head first in her cleavage

Colossal Cakes with Tiny Tina head first in her cleavage

Oh, you can't breathe in there? Then you should try harder to get out, sweetheart. Might want to hurry, I'm starting to sweat πŸ’¦πŸ˜ˆ
#Giantess #BoobSweat #SizeSky #BoobyTrap

1 week ago 54 7 0 0
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Giant elf lady needs a seat, aaaaaand....you're it.
#Giantess #SizeSky #POVSitting #Facesitting

1 week ago 37 5 4 0
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Stuck :>
#giantess #巨倧娘 #sizesky

1 week ago 464 101 7 0
Low angle shot of Colossal Cakes with her heaving bosom threatening to spill out of her top

Low angle shot of Colossal Cakes with her heaving bosom threatening to spill out of her top

Am I outgrowing this top? Or am I outgrowing my old self?
#Giantess #SizeSky #BreastExpansion #GiantessGrowth

2 weeks ago 28 5 1 0
3D Render. Krystal and Jo-Ann sit against a colourful easter egg backdrop with baskets of easter-eggs filling the scene. Jo is wearing a pink bunny-girl suit with a rose pattern inlaid on the bodice and the ears, looking bored as she sits. Krystal is wearing a dark floral pattern bunny-girl suit, intently reading a book labeled "Ovipositors For Dummies", implying she wants to fill Jo-Ann with the easter eggs.

3D Render. Krystal and Jo-Ann sit against a colourful easter egg backdrop with baskets of easter-eggs filling the scene. Jo is wearing a pink bunny-girl suit with a rose pattern inlaid on the bodice and the ears, looking bored as she sits. Krystal is wearing a dark floral pattern bunny-girl suit, intently reading a book labeled "Ovipositors For Dummies", implying she wants to fill Jo-Ann with the easter eggs.

Doing some light reading there, Krystal?

2 weeks ago 75 19 1 0

half covered in a couch blanket listening sympathetically to my shrunk friend in my lap venting about everything they've been feeling since this change and i am desperately looking for the least awful time to let them know they're sitting on my dick (which idk if they know i have)

2 weeks ago 70 15 3 0

I need you to be up at night agonizing over whether to hit the call button and ask me if I was serious about letting you live with me when you shrink in a few (weeks? days...?)

I need you to hear the barely restrained excitement in my voice when I ask if you're sure you know what that really means

3 weeks ago 76 18 6 0
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I haven’t rly felt like taking pictures of myself for a bit so have a throwback

3 weeks ago 111 15 7 0
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Does hiring a maid always go like this? #sizesky

3 weeks ago 137 38 7 1
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Peek of light to remind a guy just where he is. Not only a nipple-giant breast dominanting his space, brain, desire but his lover. His massive girl, quietly demanding her needs every time darkness consumes him again. Likewise a good peek at the little man itching her deepest desires does a girl good

3 weeks ago 78 11 3 0

(hand gently scooping you off my pillow still asleep)
"peaceful lil thing πŸ₯Ή"

(smooch)
"we're gonna sleep in a bit, ok?"
(lifting the sheets enough to move you toward the dark as you stir)

"but Mommy's balls are reeeally aching this morning, so you're gonna help her, aren't you?"
(sheets closed)

3 weeks ago 122 21 15 0
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I’m here all weekend at @sizecon.bsky.social ! I don’t have change in cash so if you have that, please have exact change, I’m so sorry! I take card no problem!! πŸ’–

3 weeks ago 122 26 15 0

Therapist gazing at me as I sit across from her.

My legs dangle in front of the chair … I’ve dwindled to the point where my feet no longer reach the floor.

She purrs, β€œYou’re smaller than last time.”

β€œIt doesn’t stop” I whisper.

Her expression is unreadable. β€œMaybe this is what you deserve.”

3 weeks ago 28 4 1 0

fuck i need to be invited to touch someone so small they're acutely aware i could kill them with a single swat if i wanted to but my hand is so soft and gentle on them but they have to explicitly say i can touch them if im curious

3 weeks ago 88 15 4 0
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#Giantess #sizesky #shrinking

Want to know how many tinies end up crushed and eaten by Ndali?
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3 weeks ago 2 1 0 0
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I was trying to turn you back to your normal size but...
Do you really want to clean them that badly? If you run your tongue over them, you'll stay as a tiny forever~

#sizesky #giantess #feet

3 weeks ago 75 13 4 0
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Giantess Photoshoot - Birthday Cake
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For his birthday, Jeff only wants one thing. 😜

Haven't use Jeff and Victoria from "Giantess Photoshoot" in a while.

Jeff : 5'10
Victoria: 10 feet tall
#giantess #minigiantess #bbwgiantess #sizesky #skysize

4 weeks ago 22 6 0 0
This couldn't be happening. And yet, they felt the overwhelming force of a slow thrust pushing downward from above the body pillow, firm and steady, to the point that Sylvia felt a dull pressure through the soft barrier that decidedly did not come from a thigh. It pressed on them firmly enough that they had to stifle a squeak when it nearly immobilized them against the mattress surface. They clasped a hand over their mouth as it ground them into the mattress, eyes clenched and whimpers muffled as something rolled such pressure over their back that they felt their spine pop in a few, oddly pleasant places that did little to calm their nerves. The motion felt like a rolling pin back and forth over their back, disorienting and overwhelming to the point that at the very least, panic was held at bay. There just wasn't room for it. They felt more likely to pass out than start flailing and give themselves away, breath pressed out of them with every stroke. It felt like Iris was in no hurry, probably idly enjoying herself while trying to fall back asleep, nothing Sylvia hadn't done themselves plenty of times herself. They didn't hold this against Iris, it was the risk of her discovering them in this inexcusable position that haunted them, even as the casual rocking of her hips threatened to crush little Sylvia.

 

They wanted to cry. They were beyond overwhelmed. It had taken so little contact with this colossus of a woman to push them to that point, too. Pushing their arms and legs to haul themselves forward felt more laborious with every second. They were suffocating, they realized. Once again, Iris pinned them down, and they felt their limbs burn as they failed to stifle a few gasping sobs. It didn't seem to alert her. Sylvia had never been more tempted to scream and give themselves away willingly, if the alternative meant a certain fate like this-

This couldn't be happening. And yet, they felt the overwhelming force of a slow thrust pushing downward from above the body pillow, firm and steady, to the point that Sylvia felt a dull pressure through the soft barrier that decidedly did not come from a thigh. It pressed on them firmly enough that they had to stifle a squeak when it nearly immobilized them against the mattress surface. They clasped a hand over their mouth as it ground them into the mattress, eyes clenched and whimpers muffled as something rolled such pressure over their back that they felt their spine pop in a few, oddly pleasant places that did little to calm their nerves. The motion felt like a rolling pin back and forth over their back, disorienting and overwhelming to the point that at the very least, panic was held at bay. There just wasn't room for it. They felt more likely to pass out than start flailing and give themselves away, breath pressed out of them with every stroke. It felt like Iris was in no hurry, probably idly enjoying herself while trying to fall back asleep, nothing Sylvia hadn't done themselves plenty of times herself. They didn't hold this against Iris, it was the risk of her discovering them in this inexcusable position that haunted them, even as the casual rocking of her hips threatened to crush little Sylvia. They wanted to cry. They were beyond overwhelmed. It had taken so little contact with this colossus of a woman to push them to that point, too. Pushing their arms and legs to haul themselves forward felt more laborious with every second. They were suffocating, they realized. Once again, Iris pinned them down, and they felt their limbs burn as they failed to stifle a few gasping sobs. It didn't seem to alert her. Sylvia had never been more tempted to scream and give themselves away willingly, if the alternative meant a certain fate like this-

there's a learning curve to choosing your hiding spots

semi-unaware episode wherein a cold winter night in Sylvia's first year shrunk drives her to take a massive risk, landing her in a compromising position under iris's pillow πŸ›οΈ

archiveofourown.org/works/81226191 tysm for reading! πŸ–€ #sizesky

1 month ago 43 12 2 0
Once situated, Claire rested her chin on her folded hands on the floor, face just a foot or so away from the two-inch lady.

As Claire reflected on the fact that this was probably the closest up she'd seen the little thing before, Cup cocked her head to the side, blinking perplexedly. "You are on the floor!" she stated, almost as if Claire weren't aware, and she seemed like she wanted to ask why, but wasn't quite able to get the words out, instead pacing at a trot around Claire's radius a couple of times, occasionally tilting her head the other way. She was reminded of the way house-pets liked to come investigate when a person sat down in what was usually their space.

"Yeah, I'm down in Cup-town now," Claire remarked offhandedly. "How are you feeling, sweetie?" Cup's head cocked to the opposite side, as if something about that too seemed odd to her, and Claire caught herself kind of fascinatedly watching the gears in her mind turn. Cup had somewhat wide-set eyes that seemed relatively large for her scale, and her face came to a sharply pointed chin, giving the whole picture an almost cricket-like quality that Claire felt frankly guilty for thinking of.

"I'm. Okay," Cup lied plainly, averting her gaze to her feet and only peeking up at Claire occasionally. "I did not stay under the shelf."

"That's good," Claire said with an encouraging smile.

"I went under the coat rack. By the door. Instead."

"Oh!"

"In case Bekah came back."

"Right."

Once situated, Claire rested her chin on her folded hands on the floor, face just a foot or so away from the two-inch lady. As Claire reflected on the fact that this was probably the closest up she'd seen the little thing before, Cup cocked her head to the side, blinking perplexedly. "You are on the floor!" she stated, almost as if Claire weren't aware, and she seemed like she wanted to ask why, but wasn't quite able to get the words out, instead pacing at a trot around Claire's radius a couple of times, occasionally tilting her head the other way. She was reminded of the way house-pets liked to come investigate when a person sat down in what was usually their space. "Yeah, I'm down in Cup-town now," Claire remarked offhandedly. "How are you feeling, sweetie?" Cup's head cocked to the opposite side, as if something about that too seemed odd to her, and Claire caught herself kind of fascinatedly watching the gears in her mind turn. Cup had somewhat wide-set eyes that seemed relatively large for her scale, and her face came to a sharply pointed chin, giving the whole picture an almost cricket-like quality that Claire felt frankly guilty for thinking of. "I'm. Okay," Cup lied plainly, averting her gaze to her feet and only peeking up at Claire occasionally. "I did not stay under the shelf." "That's good," Claire said with an encouraging smile. "I went under the coat rack. By the door. Instead." "Oh!" "In case Bekah came back." "Right."

🍡pet borrower hours NOW🍡

what if your roommate foisted her two-inch pet lady on you for the weekend with no warning. also she's never been alone with other people ever. and kinda weird in the head bc she's property. tysm for reading! πŸ–€ #sizesky

archiveofourown.org/works/80589726/chapters/211654211

1 month ago 52 14 2 1

you (shrunk) move into my house and hide out alone and hidden for like a week and you're starting to feel safe,

then one night you get back to your little camp and there's another shrinker hanging out there who waves to you like "oh hi, welcome! She said it was okay for us to talk to you now (:"

1 month ago 53 9 2 0
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figured i should probs post some size here too so here’s my fat titties

2 years ago 99 14 2 0
Her tongue scared it when she got a real taste of its body. It had just been a quick lick, but even that seemed enough to make it flail like she was about to eat it. She shut it up by stuffing it halfway into her mouth and up against her tongue. Her mouth watered with it just between her teeth, and ripples of something electric wound around her core at the sound of panic she felt coming from her little possession. She found herself quickly appreciating the fact that this thing's entire life was more or less at the mercy of her tongue. It certainly didn't make her feel gentler, and she pressed its body against it so long it had to force its face to the side and gasp for breath. She heard it trying to communicate. Her breath was filling its lungs while it fought for its life. Fuck. Sawyer had stopped bothering to talk to it. Her head was still swimming, and she was using what little focus she had on herself and what this embarrassing indulgence was making her feel.

 

There was nothing stopping her from eating it. If she really wanted. Did she? Eh, no. It first crossed her mind when she pushed it in far enough into her mouth that she felt it really panic-thrash, but that only made her hum contentedly. There was nothing stopping her from doing anything to it, really, and the mileage she was getting from that was new to her. She became aware of how her heart was racing. There was no expectation that this thing in her hand would ever leave this room as far as anyone but her was concerned. She knew more than a few of her own coworkers who would just as soon have flushed the thing on sight instead of bothering with it. Sawyer was practically doing it a favor by engaging with it. She was literally nice.

Her tongue scared it when she got a real taste of its body. It had just been a quick lick, but even that seemed enough to make it flail like she was about to eat it. She shut it up by stuffing it halfway into her mouth and up against her tongue. Her mouth watered with it just between her teeth, and ripples of something electric wound around her core at the sound of panic she felt coming from her little possession. She found herself quickly appreciating the fact that this thing's entire life was more or less at the mercy of her tongue. It certainly didn't make her feel gentler, and she pressed its body against it so long it had to force its face to the side and gasp for breath. She heard it trying to communicate. Her breath was filling its lungs while it fought for its life. Fuck. Sawyer had stopped bothering to talk to it. Her head was still swimming, and she was using what little focus she had on herself and what this embarrassing indulgence was making her feel. There was nothing stopping her from eating it. If she really wanted. Did she? Eh, no. It first crossed her mind when she pushed it in far enough into her mouth that she felt it really panic-thrash, but that only made her hum contentedly. There was nothing stopping her from doing anything to it, really, and the mileage she was getting from that was new to her. She became aware of how her heart was racing. There was no expectation that this thing in her hand would ever leave this room as far as anyone but her was concerned. She knew more than a few of her own coworkers who would just as soon have flushed the thing on sight instead of bothering with it. Sawyer was practically doing it a favor by engaging with it. She was literally nice.

another story! meet Sawyer. this one's a bit meaner. cw: noncon

A shrunk human being is left as a business gift in the hotel room of a drunken corporate assistant, who takes advantage of it. tysm for reading πŸ–€ #sizesky

archiveofourown.org/works/80860961

1 month ago 72 21 10 1
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I've been writing again. time to show you! these have been fun.

A two-inch lady sneaks off to fool around in their caretaker's glove. Size kink story in a setting where shrunk humans live a bit like borrowers. ty for reading! πŸ–€ #sizesky

archiveofourown.org/works/80412951

1 month ago 55 16 4 1
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GLIMPSE OF FREEDOM #giantess #sizesky

1 month ago 116 19 0 1

i’m so close to 1k here follow me i’m funny

1 month ago 40 9 3 3

the little half-coherent sounds you stammer trying to get the words out in front of someone fifty times your size who's getting goosebumps listening to them 🀀

1 month ago 105 18 4 0
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Andromeda not wearing gym clothes or pjs? haters will say it’s fake (i step on the haters)

1 month ago 144 13 6 0