#tiny vs giant

[anon-sect]

PART TWO

Collab with @jkob85

For three straight weeks, all that Mike knew was Drake's feet and shoes. He was worn to every workout session. He was worn to work nearly every day. There were a few days that he would spend in Drake's sock drawer, but only about a few of them. The only reason he wasn't too dirty was that Drake would wash him in with his regular clothes every now and then. Only to be put back on feet after coming out of the dryer. He saw Drake had no respect for any part of him that was still human. He was literally treated like clothing worn on foot. Drake didn't even speak to him at all for the past three weeks. He mentally begged to be let go every day, because he had not subcome to the domination of Drake's feet yet. He hoped and prayed for the opportunity for him to escape.

Drake love his new socks so much that he nearly wore them every day. He did make sure to wash them every now and then. He wanted Mike to last him a long time as his socks. He sometimes thought about saying something to his footwear, but it would look silly to be talking to one's socks. He opted instead to treat Mike just like he was, a pair of socks. His favorite thing to do was to work out in them. His feet never hurt after a workout when wearing him.

After three weeks of wearing Mike nearly non-stop, he decided to give him a chance to at least speak. The thought of making him normal size would risk him running away. He didn't want his favorite toy to do that. But if he was a shrunken human, he would be too scared to run and would depend on his owner for safety. Drake liked that idea much better.

Drake removed his socks and placed them on his bed, one sock on top of the other. He programmed into his TF device to restore the socks to human form but at only six inches tall. He would make Mike big enough to play with, yet small enough to see that running away would be dangerous to his health and life. He fired at the socks on his bed. They began to morph back as one and reshape into a human form, but only at six inches tall.

Mike saw that he was human again and could speak. He was about to give Drake some choice words till he saw his situation wouldn't be good if he did so. Drake was giant size, and he was tiny. He could stomp on him with his foot, ending his life easily. So, running away wasn't a good option either. He saw Drake still had all the control, and he was powerless against him. "What are you going to do with me now, if you don't mind me asking?" He spoke curious as to why he was human form, but looking at six inches tall.

Drake knew exactly what he was planning. Using Mike as socks felt good, but a tiny sex toy idea entered his mind. He took off his pants and pulled down his underwear. "I want to have some special fun with you. That size makes you the perfect little living toy." He told him while grabbing him in a tight grip, but not stressing enough to crush him.

Mike was not going to be some sex toy. He struggled in Drake's grip. "I am not a toy to use for your pleasure. I am a human being." He screamed while trying to get out of his hand. Only to see at his current size, he was just too weak against him.

Drake enjoyed him resisting, actually. It made him feel even more of a power trip doing so. "You lost the last bet, so you are whatever I say you are, and I use you as I see fit, my little toy. The sooner you accept it, the better it is for you." He also grabbed a condom. He placed one foot over Mike to keep him from escaping while opening the package. Once he had the condom out, he took hid foot off his toy, and placed him close to his cock. He then slid the condom over his cock and Mike at the same time. Satisfied to see Mike trapped, he began to stroke his meat. He loved how ir felt having Mike trapped under the condom around his cock. It didn't take long for him to get hard. The harder it got, the more contrain it got for his tiny toy. Soon, he ejaculated in the condom. It was so wonderful feeling the tiny living toy being grinded up against his cock. He watched as some of the cum drained down on Mike.

Mike thought being a pair of socks was bad enough. Drake used him as a toy around his meat. It wasn't all that painful, but just stressful being confined inside a condom. Once it got so tight, he pleaded for Drake to stop, but he ignored him entirely. He was glad when he finally peaked. The warm cum drenched him from top to bottom. He really had no choice but to taste it as he was covered in Drake's cum.

Drake took the condom off his cock and Mike. "Let me go clean the both of you off. I really enjoyed that little guy. We are definitely doing this again." He told him as he went to his bathroom. He took a wet cloth and wiped off Mike and then his cock. "This might be our nightly thing, little toy." He laughed too an upset look on Mike's face.

"You will return me to normal and return me back home." Mike paused all upset. "I will not be your nightly sex toy fun, you bastard." He added. He didn't want to be a plaything anymore, even if he was small.

Drake saw that Mike needed to learn the rules of his new life, but how to teach the tiny to respect his giant owner. He knew just how. He grabbed up his tiny toy. "Since you want to be so chatty about this. I will show you who is in charge." He placed Mike in a glass jar on a table beside his bed.

For the next two weeks straight, Mike was kept in the glass jar beside Drake's bed. Every night, Drake would place Mike around his cock trapped in a condom and jerked off. Sometimes, he would do it several times a night. The weekends, he would treat Mike like this almost four times. It came to a point that Mike stopped complaining and enjoyed it.

One night, Drake left Mike out of the jar and left the room. Mike saw this as the opportunity to find a way to escape his torture. He ran to find a hiding place.

Drake returned to see that Mike was no longer where he left him. He realized that Mike had tricked him into a false security about loving being a sex toy. He began to look for his tiny toy and pet. When he was about to give up finding him, he managed to locate him and corner him.

"Time to punish you, my toy." Drake spoke as he quickly snatched up Mike off the floor. Once back in his room, he placed Mike on his bed. With the TF ray device in hand and set, he fired at Mike. He watched as Mike flattened out and reshaped into a nice pair of Hanes boxer briefs. "I think a few months around my waist will help you realize that this is your lasting fate." He spoke to his underwear. He got undressed and put on his new special living underwear. "I will wear you every day." He laughed as he rubbed the crotch area, knowing full well that was where Mike's face was. That thought made him get hard. He saw his cock stretch his new underwear and was enjoying it.

Mike was sorry he tried to escape. He mentally begged for forgiveness, but he knew that as an object, Drake would not hear him. He was now trapped as Drake laid down on his bed, watching a show on his TV.

[the-gt-fairy]

I. I don't have context for this

[showrunnerihardlyknowher]

Pretty girl, where were you trying to run off to?

[basoogil]

beautiful bobs i drew in boblox

first game: realistic spray paint & donate

second game: draw & donate

extra funnies: someone tried to scribble on the first bob but he was simply too powerful and their scribbles only appeared behind him

also thank you to this guy who wrote slay, even though my game crashed immediately after 💔

[so-very-small]

it’s so fun to have the sixth sense of realizing when stuff passes the G/t Threshold. like, in fiction, size difference is a relatively popular concept. every kids show has a shrinking episode, we get constant blockbusters about giant monsters, extreme size difference occurs regularly in fiction.

but there’s always like, a point. a line in the sand. when the size is Sizing, or just a little too well done, or has gone on for juuuust a moment too long, and I realize that it’s not just casual size, but someone working on this media specifically was into g/t. it’s like, maybe the giant physics is a bit TOO well thought out, or the animation of a giant hand grabbing a tiny is meticulously perfect, or there’s subtle tropes that I haven’t seen anywhere other than the fluff g/t tags. something clicks and it’s like, oh i KNOW someone on this crew daydreams about being held by a giant on their off time.

it’s literally my favorite game when watching media. like going from “aw hehe normie size stuff” to “SOMEONE COOKED HERE. I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE” is so fun

[sapphicslaylist]

Loved and Loathed. Wonderful and Wretched. As the newfound comforts or home begin to settle in, a venomous creature begins to untether those roots.

Yet again posting a wonderful piece commissioned for On Borrowed Paths; this time by my good pal @justanumber! This covers a cute scene in the fifth chapter which covers the origins of Witch’s mithridatic nature.

(Both Witch & Damsel are teens in this AU! Just keep that in mind.)

[certainwizardlady]

Careful showing your borrower friends certain shows. I now have to have a steady supply of glow sticks on hand.

[imagine-darksiders]

Howdy!

I hope the day is just as beautiful as you! 🧡✨

I heard you were taking drawing requests? If still so, I would love to see your take on Ulthane holding a toddler. Especially one who thinks he's the funniest thing ever.

I mean think about it, he's already such a dad with regular-sized humans. Could you imagine the complex existential crisis he would have over a bumbling toddler? One who's still learning their expressions?

I don't know, I just think Ulthane having to come to the stark realization that humans somehow get smaller is a hilarious concept to me.

AnYhOo, this is a request only if you still have the time and energy. If not then no worries and just know you are loved and appreciated!

Today on 'Things I didn't know I needed until I read this ask.'

Aka; Ulthane meets his match in a human toddler and the other humans find it absolutely hilarious.

They ask if he needs any help looking after her and he's like 'No, no! I'm Ulthane Blackhammer, I can handle a youngling.'

He then proceeds to lose her after looking away for like 0.04 seconds and has a complete meltdown until he spots her curled up in his scarf.

[rubykgrant]

I came across this in my files, so I'm posting it again; tiny Church amuses me~

Donue, leaning over; Hey Caboose, I've been wondering... what's up with that little pocket on your shirt?

Caboose, smiling and pointing to the pocket; OH, Church is in there!

Caboose pulls the pocket open, revealing a very small and very angry Church; HI, CHURCH!

The tiny Church makes a bunch of small beeping noises that can only be translated as- *swear words

(obviously inspired by that one bit from Adventure Time haha~)

[fiber-optic-alligator]

(an ask, not a request)

Just been re-reading Desperation vs Domestication again, and i was struck by a random idea. (it might be too dark/completely OOC for Drift, so please feel free to ignore and delete this if that’s the case)

After Reader escapes, i was thinking that in a darker timeline, Drift could completely snap as a result (the potential is there, because he is Deadlock after all.) Of course he wants to get Reader back and he’s going to do everything he can to track them down… but in the meantime he has an ache deep in his body, like a hole ripped open by Reader’s absence. So what if Drift decided to purchase/’rescue’ another human to fill that void until he finds his human?

At first the unlucky replacement is just a placeholder, a necessary weight to keep Drift focused while he comes up with a rescue plan to find his original human. Originally he’s not being particularly concerned over the replacement human (outside of assuring they get the basics). They are a means to an end, a tie-over until he gets his human back. He isn't cruel towards them (as far as he's concerned), but he doesn't handle them with kid-gloves either, like he did with Reader.

However, maybe Drift slowly grows fond of this second human over time. He’s learnt from his mistake, so he keeps them stored in his stomach whenever he’s doing his duties or recharging. And in Reader’s absence, their constant presence is reassuring, a soothing balm to his terrifying fear of being abandoned again. However, the replacement human definitely doesn’t have any confused feelings of fondness or loyalty towards Drift – they would instantly make a run for it if they had the chance.

The intriguing question is what happens to the replacement if/when Drift catches up with Reader on Earth? Does Drift let them go, literally swapping them with Reader (to Reader's utter dismay)? Or would Drift decide to keep them both? Perhaps that’s where he went wrong, maybe his human needed companionship from their own species. No idea!

Your story was a lot of fun to read, especially with all the possibilities it offers for different directions it could go in. Thank you for writing and sharing it :D

I don't think Drift would do this because he literally would not be able to handle it. Replacing you is unacceptable because NO ONE can replace you. He loves you too much, even when he knows you are terrified of him. But if he happened TO come across another human in need of saving, he'd be much more distant. He'd still be kind, would still take care of them, but the memory of you and how much you mean to him will cause him to want to keep his distance.

He can't allow himself to hurt anyone else.

[hideawayfairy]

Eclipsa and Fizzarolli are aspirations.

[kittydoremi]

MVA Sonic teasing Cursed/Night Giant Sonic during the day

Later, at night...

Maybe it's not a good idea to piss the guy off that grows whenever he gets too angry at night.

MVA Sonic belongs to @weirdozjunkary

[dingbatnix]

Commission for @gt-mcyt 's fic, Monsters vs Aliens! Totally recommend reading it, it's awesome : D

And thank you dude for the commish! Super fun to do!

[belethlegwen]

The Scars We Leave Behind

Written by: @adjacentperception and @belethlegwen

What's left of a hero when everything is taken from him? What's left of a villain with no identity?

What's left of a man who has no choice but to save the symbol of a system he's fighting against?

Within a city constantly besieged by a super-power fueled war between Good vs Evil, a hero is captured by powerful villain and their secret organization and forced to play part in a twisting and enigmatic plan; to tear down the systems in place that keep the League of Heroes in an ultimate seat of power to rival the government itself. But… is the system as good as it projects itself to be? Are the villains and their henchmen really as evil as the media says? Is it truly as simple as tearing it down, or does that simply open up space for a new, worse system to enter?

Is the harm we do when we believe we're helping mitigated merely by our wishes to be better? To create something more? To fix what we believe is broken?

Do we hold blame for creating the evil we think we're fighting against, regardless of our intentions?

This work features descriptions of violence, abuse, neglect, and uses adult language, as well as mentions of nudity and sexual topics.

[glamrockmike]

security breach is really just reverse ratatouille if you think about it

[altairasart]

Bowling Marbles 🌻🌳🎳

If Kanini was in the Plants vs Zombies universe, I feel like it would be unfair for her not to bowl,

(or would that be unfair to the zombies?) 🤔👀