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I write giant/ tiny vore garbage. Most of my stories are intended for mature audiences and contain smut. I enjoy exploring darker themes, but always balance my stories with heartwarming, sweet fluff and romance. Enjoy, if that's your thing!
I also post art occasionally but I am not very skilled on that front. I try my best.
I mostly write male giants, but for those of you just here for giantesses: Giantess Compilation
This is how all my stories connect together if you're unsure where to start. I'd recommend reading one of the stories from the "Originals" column and working from there:
Links to all my stories:
Boarding School for Giants
25 Chapters; 55,216 words
A troubled teenager gets kicked out of her high school and is forced to enroll in a boarding school full of giants. A sweeter, tamer, shorter story without any sex (though it does contain one questionable scene). Has a little bit of vore but I believe can still be enjoyed even if you're not into that.
Big Corp Inc.
43 Chapters; 96,645 words
Candy Caramello is desperate to get a job. So desperate, in fact, that she accepts a job at Big Corp Inc. working with Giants who are hundreds of feet tall. She'll have to contend with a licentious boss, an office bully, being eaten alive, and all sorts of other hazards inherent to being a tiny human in a Giant world.
This story is 18+ and contains vore and sex (both romantic intimacy and non-consensual)
Bucky's
44 Chapters; 113,660 words
Sequel to Big Corp Inc. Tanya is a prisoner who is condemned to be a meal in a restaurant that serves humans as food to hungry Giants. This story contains soft and hard vore, gore, and sex. Both Giants and Giantesses are involved but mostly male Giants.
In the Belly of the Giant
39 Chapters; 84,994 words
Sequel to "Boarding School for Giants." Eren gets kidnapped, and it's up to Joey to save her. This story contains a lot of vore and sex (both romantic and non-consensual). Strictly 18+.
The Giant
16 Chapters; 44,030 words
A giant/ tiny vore romance fantasy about a tiny women who finds herself trapped in the clutches of a huge, hungry giant. This story contains lots of vore, mouthplay, fluff, violence, and some sex.
The Half-Blood Giant
51 Chapters; 128,241 words
Sequel to "The Giant" and a crossover story that ties together the worlds of my other stories. I would recommend reading my other stories before reading this one. Contains soft and hard vore, violence/ gore, and sex.
Giganterra
WIP. A medieval AU featuring characters from my other stories. King Richard, the giant ruler of Giganterra, keeps the human kingdom of Minimaterra under his thumb, and it's up to our tiny heroes to stop his reign of terror.
Short Stories/ Oneshots:
The Origins of Martin Maneater (3 chapters, 9k words): As a child, Martin meets a human for the first time.
Candy and the Beanstalk (3.9k words): Classic beanstalk story with my OCs Candy and Martin
The Giant and the Princess (10 chapters, 25k words): A forbidden romance blossoms between a man-eating giant and a tiny human princess. The story of Ajax's (Chester's father) past.
Shrinking Shenanigans (1.7k words): Jackie's magic goes haywire and causes the giants and humans to switch sizes.
Hot Chocolate (2.1k words): Classic trope of a giant finding a half-frozen tiny in the snow, with a dark twist.
More coming soon, but if you don't want to wait, here's a link to my Wattpad account with all my writing:
https://www.wattpad.com/user/GiantObsession
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churned girl meat - day 2
Lana was traversing the mountains, seeking for shelter days after the Voradiation, as others were calling it, hit all life on Earth. A few of her friends had been turned into various sizes, however she only shrunk to be barely 5ft tall. Survival for her was more in her favor if she didnât have the pleasure of running into a bumbling man or giant. It was unknown the effects it had on the men besides making them much more hungrier than usual.
As Lanaâs feet crunched against the dying flowers tucked into the wilderness, she witnessed dispersed clothing on the ground, covered in holes and slime, the last sign of a girlâs existence now if she had the privilege of getting her clothes burped out. It was a further reminder of the new class of societies: Male predators and Female prey. Whatever was in that ship, it turned the world that Lana knew it upside down.
Ahead of her, the girl saw a cabin. There were no signs of life there and if there were, they might have been turned into pudge by now. Though it seemed like a bad idea, going there now was better than being out in the open with a chance of turning into a meal. Lana trekked across the flowers to the wooden cabin; there had been stairs leading up to the rickety door that had a metal handle to it. It was calling to her for her to open.
Her feet took her up the stairs and to the door that was beckoning to be opened. Lanaâs hand brushed across the handle and opened it, gaining a small view of the cabin before dropping down into the basement, from a floorboard that gave into weight and swiveled around after.
It must have been a trap⌠And she was damn well mad at herself that she didnât see it sooner.
Lanaâs knees bruised when she fell into a tall, triangular cage that kept her within. The basement had looked like what a cabin living room would look like to the average person; a lit fireplace, a comfortable reclining chair, and other stuff she couldnât see due to how dark it appeared to her. The chair swiveled around, revealing a 6â3â man with messy, golden blond hair, brown eyes, tan skin, and freckles across his nose. The look on his face said enough to her. He was up to no good and she was about to find out soon.
A small sounding chuckle erupted from his mouth as he got up, taking his sweet time to come up to her. Lanaâs ears heard some sniffs coming from him as well; he mustâve smelled her scent from miles away due to the way he had been looking at her. You know how a crocodile looks at its prey before striking? This was him, except he was said crocodile and Lana was the prey meant to feed and fill his belly. âWell, well, well, now what tasty morsel do we have here?â The man said, his tongue snaking out of his mouth to lick his lips. âMy nameâs Stanford. I would ask for your name, but I think Iâm just gonna call you mine, sweets.â
Stanford eyed Lana, his eyes roaming her tan body that had some curves to it. The shorts sheâd been wearing were definitely riding up her. They showed the dips of dimples of cellulite that trailed from her thighs to her plump ass. In his predatory eyes, each of those held centers of flavor for him to lather in saliva and lick endlessly. In fact, he had to look away because he wanted to cherish his food. Stanford didnât wanna spoil his dinner so soon.
As much as he wanted to gaze at her delicious form, he preferred that his mouth do the exploring. His fingers reached out and stroked the iron bars of the triangular cage that trapped the woman. The muscle in his mouth moved in desperation to finally taste his meal, water from the salivary glands rushing out and gulping down the excess. Stanford was thinking about the potential flavors that coaxed her being. Who knew how long sheâd been out in the mountains. The sweat couldâve seasoned her with a salty taste, or the bath wash Lana used couldâve made her taste sickeningly sweet. The possibilities were endless.
Stanfordâs fingers tugged the cage open, gaining access to Lana. And like a scared fawn to a hungry fox, she froze. Prior to any of the accidents, she surely wouldâve been throwing hands to escape. But her and countless others body chemistry had permanently altered to an unrecoverable state.
Due to Lanaâs frozen state, Stanford had free reign to do whatever he wanted to the woman so short, she only reached his shoulders. âStand up, food.â
Lana did as asked by the man and stood up, her green eyes meeting his brown. In her frozen state, she took a good look at him once again and processed the fact that she wouldnât be surviving this encounter. It would have eventually caught up to her sooner than later. I mean, how many men could resist such a delectable looking meal like her? And Stanford would make sure to put her bundles of calories to good use. Speaking of calories, his stomach let out a low growl. It was desperate to be filled after being without food for only 8 hours. The catch Stanford had yesterday couldnât compare to Lana and his belly only confirmed his thoughts. A smirk tugged at his lips and he grabbed the back of her head, shoving it against the growling organ. GLLLRRRGGGGGGG
âYou hear that dear? Listen closelyâŚâ The chamber let out another growl, the walls of the stomach shaking. It sensed the girl outside it and wanted to let Lana know how much it wanted her inside. It yelled a few more times and the growls vibrated against her soft face. âYouâre gonna add to my belly quite nicely. All that meat of yours is gonna get churned, pumped through my intestines, and become fat for me to absorb onto my stomach. Thatâs your purpose, right dear?â Stanford taunted the poor girl.
Lana nodded, agreeing with the sentiments made by the handsome man that was her predator. He chuckled darkly and licked his lips, preparing to devour her and deliver to his gut. Stanford wrapped his rather large hands around her waist, easily lifting her up and holding her close to his face. Despite their not-so-drastic size difference, he wouldnât let that stop him from tasting her before shoving her into his mouth. Stanfordâs tongue slipped out of his saliva filled mouth and dragged itself over her warm cheeks were coated in freckles. The first flavor he was met with was like a nicely seasoned meat that had been topped with salt. Sounds of pleasure left his mouth at the delectable taste and he just had to have more. The tongue snaked across the rest of her face, gaining much more flavor to soak into his sensitive taste buds that felt like small bumps to her.
He pulled away and licked his lips one last time and gazed at her wet face. âI would love to taste you more, my delicious meat, but I prefer you being in me. Say goodbye to your life, toots. Not like it was worth much.â
Stanford chuckled and unhinged his jaws, shoving Lanaâs head in his mouth. All she could do was helplessly blink and surrender to the devouring of her. His tongue moved underneath her face and once again, tasted and slobbered all over it. He was acting cruel to make the process worse for her and even greater for him. Her head was hefted up to the roof of his mouth and sucked on. All Stanford wanted to do was take all the flavor from her as he could before swallowing her. The tongue also licked the black ringlets of hair on her head that tasted like butter to him, another flavor that enhanced the savoriness Lana. He began moving his jaw, smacking her around in there with his mouth and drew her closer to the back of his throat. He sucked on her head one last time before swallowing it, depositing it into the tight throat that seeked to drag her down. Stanford hummed around her body as the gulp brought in her chest that quickly got attention from his tongue. The thick muscle prodded it perversely, taking pleasure of licking the areola around her nipples and flicking it with his tongue. With each lick, it had been like her taste became better. Stanford hoped that every future meal after this didnât disappoint. His teeth came down and lightly grazed against her upper back, lightly chewing. Not enough to draw blood, but enough to leave a few white marks or bruising. He would lie if he said he didnât derive pleasure from dehumanizing Lana like this. Treating her like food was something so pleasing to him and he almost didnât want it to end, but hunger called. After teasing the chest once more, he swallowed it down, letting the throat constrict the rest of the upper body that joined Lana in his throat. She squirmed as if it were instinct and struggled in the fleshy tube. The squirming got worse now that Stanford was at her lower body. She felt his tongue lick at her ass and thighs, shoving the tip of it into the bunches of cellulite that were bursts of flavor to him. His mouth moaned in pleasure and he ignored his want to tease her pussy, instead just swallowing that part of her body down until it was just her feet in there. With the additional swallow, her head and chest had met their end: the stomach. Whilst Stanford was busy tasting and indulging in his feed of her, the stomach had greeted her with a loud grumble that loosened some of herself from the throat. In response to hearing his tummy, he swallowed the rest of Lana. Soon enough, her whole body joined the wet, growling chamber. It soon grew tight before⌠BRUUUUAPPPPPPPP
Stanford let out the gas out of his mouth before patting his tummy, rubbing over the stretched organ that laid his meal, âOh, darling! You tasted absolutely delectable! Thanks for the free meal,â His hands traced the outlines she made, âNow if you donât mind me, Iâm gonna make you into fat. Enjoy your trip through my intestines. I surely will..â He let out a dark chuckle as the stomach roared. It was now beginning to prepare to digest the woman who was prisoner to it. The wrinkly walls waved against her skin, leaking acid from them. If it was burning, she didnât feel it. She wasnât sure why but maybe it was due to the radiation altering her DNA once more. It simply reminded her of her only purpose and ending now: food. Lana soon was being melted by the bubbly acid that gave off smokes of heat. The liquid was melting her meat straight off the bones, falling off like it held no weight to it before. It was doing its job to digest and tear every molecule from its holding to the other. The muscles, tendons, skin, bones, and all. She was only there to serve the manâs body and hunger. Lana was conscious during most of it until her head was being digested. She said goodbye to the world as she was made into a nutritious sludge. From the outside. Stanford was burping up a storm as his stomach rumbled once again. The once mass of meat in his stomach grew softer with each growl and gurgle emitted from it. He chuckled and patted his tummy, hearing the sloshing of the once beautiful girl turned into a mass of liquid.
Lanaâs remains slipped into his small intestines, getting squeezed and absorbed by his body. As the hours passed by, his stomach grew in size with each pump of meat getting turned into fat for his tummy. With one lastâŚ
GURGGLEEEEE~
Lana was no more. Instead, just the additional skin to Stanfordâs tummy and energy. Heâd been pleased and laid down in his chair, falling asleep and rubbing his squishy gut.
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Radiating Desires - Prologue
It had only been a month ago when all humans were the same size, co-existing among each other and living a normal life. The 9-5 job cycle had been ingrained in their brains that there had never been a thought of what if it all ended? And end to the same cycle, same routine, the same elements of human life that existed for centuries. That was until the crash.
July 28th, 2030 was when it all happened. A UFO from a distant galaxy crashed near Groom Lake in Nevada. The craft had been unlike the size of any that came before it; itâd been comparable to the size of New York City. Almost like an asteroid, the impact had been heard all across the globe and with the hit, a wave of radiation burst from it. At first, no effects had been felt. Only once the sweating, fevers, and body aches set in, itâd only been downhill from there; well, subjectable based on how you were affected. Nothing had been noticed until the men stayed the same size while the women of this world became various sizes; ranging to 5â0âft tall to a mere 3 inches of height. The men had experienced a change in how their hunger was expressed and felt. The mere smell of a woman sent them into a frenzy of desire to consume and digest. And they wouldnât dare quit until the deed was done.
Whether youâre at the mercy of them or not, good luck. These creatures wonât rest until their bellies are turning girls into bunches of fat.
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âIâm doing you a favor, otherwise youâd loose it before giving it to me.â
âHey isnât this that character from that one thing-â Shhhhhhhhh I cast spell of donât perceive me
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