#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

[afraidparade]

i attempted to draw my ocs but then realized i forgot how to draw them so instead of that i offer you a joyous art vs artist (static and animated version) for this lovely year of 2024

(i cheated by repeating one animation and using wips as filler sorry)

[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

[anon-sect]

Fred was a little concerned about his little brother Jake. He hadn't seen him in the past few days. He had asked him to pull a prank on his boyfriend, Rick. He asked Jake to secretly mess with his boyfriend's shampoo. When he saw Rick's hair was a completely outrageous color, he laughed so hard about it. When Rick questioned him if he had something to do with it, he denied, but still thought it was hilarious. It was the next day, he had noticed that Jake was missing since he actually lived with him and his boyfriend.

Four days after noticing that Jake hadn't been seen, Fred asked Rick if he knew where he was. Rick told him to look down at his socked foot. He got to the edge of the bed and pulled back the covers to look at this boyfriend's foot. Inside the back sock was a tiny man trapped underneath his foot. He heard Rick laughing as he saw the tiny squirming under his boyfriend's foot.

"I found out your little brother did it. He said you had nothing to do with it. He wanted to play a practical joke on me. So, did I in kind." Rick paused as he got up to face Fred. "I shrunk his ass and put him in my sock. I have kept him there the last four days." He laughed again.

"But you have been working out and going to work. He should be crushed to death by now." Fred wanted to reason why his little brother was yet alive under his boyfriend's foot.

"I made him indestructible. No matter how much I step on him, he won't die. That will teach him for messing with my hair shampoo." Rick explained.

Fred felt a little bad for his little brother. It was his idea, but Jake was the one paying for it under Rick's foot.

"You can't imagine how much he squirmed when I was working out, bae. Yet, I rather enjoyed it. I hope he is enjoying my little pay back." Rick added more.

"Actually, I put him up to it but told him to keep it a secret." Fred finally admitted, hoping his boyfriend would put him back to normal.

"I figured that much, but it doesn't matter now. I kind of like him under my foot. It's something about having a tiny trapped under your foot that gives you such a power trip. I want to keep him there for a little while longer." Rick spoke as he pulled his foot back under the covers, leaving Jake trapped in the black sock.

"You will release him and make him normal size again one day, right?" Fred asked him, curious about his fate.

"I will, but it will be some time before I do. Until then, I will enjoy my tiny pet." Rick spoke and laid back down to take his nap, while enjoying Jake squirming under his foot.

Fred could do nothing but wait for his boyfriend to release his little brother at some point.

[bonkalore]

Just a big soft boy

[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.

[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 💔

[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~)

[anon-sect]

Request made by @inanimatetffantasies

Corey was going to a big time celebrity meet and greet convention. Among some of the celebrities was his favorite, Neil Ellice. He had seen him as his SOAP character and in several movies and TV shows. This would be his first time actually seeing the actor in person. He was so excited.

After registering at the convention, he made his way to the large room that had a panel of celebrities waiting to go on stage. There were lots of fans in the room chatting and taking their seats. He noticed a table that many were going to before finding a seat to sit down. He went and saw that it was a contest. One lucky person in the room would get to have a private chat with one of the celebrities on stage at the end of the one hour session. Corey noticed one of the chairs was for Neil Ellice. He grabbed a card and wrote his name down along with the celebrity of his choice. He pulled off a small tab from the card that had the number 67 typed on it. On the top left of the card also had the number 67 on it. He figured that was how they would let the audience know who won the contest. He placed the card in the box provided and went to find a seat.

Corey watched as each celebrity was called on stage one at a time. Each celebrity were asked several questions by their fans in the audience. The hour went by fast for some, but not for Corey. He was hoping his number would be called. At the end of the session, the host took to the microphone and announced that it was time for one lucky winner to have the opportunity to have a one on one chat with the celebrity of their choice. Corey watched as everyone who entered the contest pulled out their numbers. There was a drumroll as all waited in anticipation. Finally, the host pulled out a card from the box and spoke number 67. "Whoever is number 67, your celebrity of choice will meet you in the private room behind the stage. The next session starts in two hours, enjoy the convention fellow fans." The host finished as everyone was dismissed to set up for the next session.

Corey made his way to the back and was met by security. He showed the security guy his number, and he was ushered to the private rooming the back. He walked in to find Neil sitting comfortably in one of two chairs in the room. Neil stood up to shake hands with him. "You must be Corey. Nice to meet a loyal fan." He spoke, shaking his hand. Corey was so excited to actually be this close, shaking hands, and the fact that Neil called him by name. He sat down in the chair opposite of Neil. There was a small table with two drinks on it between them.

Corey had a ton of questions going through his mind. He didn't know which to ask first. Before he could as his first question, Neil offered the drink to him. He saw Neil pick up the other drink in hand. He drank about half of his in less than 30 seconds. It was really tasty. He let out a slight burp. "Sorry, Mr. Ellice." He apologized for his manners. "It's perfectly fine, and call me Neil. I have a feeling things will get personal real soon." Neil spoke back to him.

Corey was so amazed at this. The fact that Neil asks to call him on a first name basis. The drink was so tasty that he just finished it off. He suddenly had a weird sensation. For a moment, he thought Neil had seemed taller than earlier. He saw him smiling as he took a sip of his own drink. He quickly realized it wasn't his imagination. Neil was getting taller. In fact, everything in the room was getting bigger.

"I know this probably will seem strange and maybe cruel, but I slipt you a shrinking potion that will make you about five inches tall." Neil said, just watching his fan continue to shrink in his chair.

"Why would you shrink me? I am a big fan of yours." Corey asked in confusion as he was now down to a foot and six inches tall and continuing to shrink.

"Every now and then, I like to truly give a fan an experience they won't forget. I shrink them and have fun with them, but don't worry, you won't be tiny forever." Neil answered his question and saw that Corey was finally down to five inches tall. He grabbed up the tiny five inch fan. He took off one of his shoes and placed Corey in it. He then proceeded to put the shoe back on his foot.

Corey didn't know what Neil was going to do with him until he was dropped into the actor's shoe. He started to beg not to be stepped on, but seeing the giant socked foot approaching, he knew that wouldn't help. The giant foot slide in on top of him, crushing him. He thought the actor was going to kill him when he felt his body expand under his foot.

Neil felt the fan expand out like an extra insole under his foot. He moved his foot inside his shoe to make the insole just perfect. After five minutes, he took his shoe off and removed the insole.

Corey found the odor in the actor's shoe bad, but not terrible. Even the sock had a slight odor to it, but not enough to torture him. Just the part of being flattened and used to support Neil's foot was really the worst of it. He thought the actor was going to keep him there forever until he was removed and smelled fresh air. He was placed on the table. He then felt his body inflat and resume solid form again.

"I hope that wasn't too bad for you, my little guy, Corey. I did like feeling you support my foot, though. It was quite nice." Neil spoke to his tiny fan.

Corey thought he really should be upset over this, but somehow wasn't. Yes, the shoe and sock did have an odor, but not as horrible as it could have been. He was only an insole for a brief period. "It wasn't too bad. Seeing how you are one of my favorite actors, it was kind of cool, briefly being an insole under your foot." Corey paused. "One question: How long will I be this size?" He asked back, curious to see if Neil would be true to his word that he wouldn't be stuck this small forever.

"Actually, that depends on you. Well, everyone, I shrink, always return back to normal size after being my insole for five minutes. No one has ever asked to stay tiny forever." Neil spoke to tiny Corey.

Corey could tell that Neil wanted something that no one had ever offered to him. "How do you make me normal size?" He asked, wanted to know the process. "I just drop a few drops of the reverse potion on you, and you will revert back to your normal size. I guess you are ready for that?" Neil responded back, pulling out a small bottle from his pocket. Corey saw the nice actor really wasn't going to keep him small forever. It was only for a little fun. He still could tell Neil wanted something special.

"Can I stay small a bit longer? Well, what I want to know really is do you want a fan for a tiny pet?" Corey asked, curious to see if his hunch was right on the money.

Neil couldn't believe it. A fan had asked just the fantasy he has always wanted, a fan for his own tiny pet. He always wanted one, but no one ever asked to be one. He would never force a fan of his to be his tiny pet. And if one did, he wouldn't be entirely cruel to him. Now, this one fan asked him what he always wanted. "I do, actually, but strictly on volunteering basis. Also, you would be my tiny pet forever. But I won't be entirely evil or cruel to you. A little crushing here and there. Some foot worship on occasions. I would be kind of both a nice giant and slightly cruel, but I still want to have fun with my tiny pet. What do you say? Before you speak, just know it's permanent. If you agree, then this will be your permanent size." Neil waited for Corey to reply back

Corey saw how much the actor really wanted this. He really liked that Neil was giving him the choice to choose freely instead of forcing it on him. He really was a nice giant. Knowing this decision would be forever, he wanted to make Neil happy. "I will be your tiny pet, Master Neil." He spoke to a big smile on Neil's face.

Neil was happy as he put the reverse potion back into his pocket. "Unfortunately, I still have a busy day. So you will have to go back into my shoe, but I promise as soon as I get back to my hotel room, I will take you out. Hope you like pizza, I will have some ready to feed my pet."

Corey begins to think of his life as Neil's pet. Neil picked him up and dropped him in the other shoe. "Once my day is over and we are back at the hotel room, you get to eat pizza and watch TV with me. I like having a fan for a tiny pet." He heard Neil speak as his socked foot entered the shoe. Corey found himself crushed once again. He was flattened and reshaped into a good insole under his Master's foot. He could feel Neil wiggle his toes on top of him. It was a new life as the actor's pet, and he wasn't going to change his mind.

Neil stood up, about to exit the room. His fan turned tiny pet felt good under his foot. He would reward his tiny pet later on in his hotel room. "Where is the fan that visited you?" A security guy asked him as he walked out. "He left earlier. He should be back out there where the other fans are." He spoke as he continued to walk past him. He wiggled his toes over his insole in his shoe. He smiled as no one would know what happened to Corey, but he would be taken care of like a good pet.

[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.

[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?) 🤔👀