“Mostly I was having a hard time finding the sort of face-sitting and giantess clips that I wanted to see… especially giantess clips!”
I changed in back, checked my hair, and she told me where to stand: a small orange circle surrounded by black poles.
In which I come out as a giantess fetishist to my friends who accept me regardless and help me write a giantess song.
Say you’ve found an interesting image and want to credit the artist or explore their other work. Here’s how to find it (much of the time).
A long time ago was a beautiful woman named SEDNA, the daughter of her tribe’s leader. She was graceful and kind, and when she approached marrying age, her father announced a huge festival to find an appropriate suitor for her.
Scott Carey is a pill. As a shrink-fetish fan, there are several times I wish he would’ve just shut the fuck up and availed himself of his wife.
When I was seven years old and I had my first giantess dream, I knew two things: 1) I’d discovered a part of my identity, and 2) I must never share this with anyone.
These little people are dressed and posed like they’re terrified victims and extras in a ’50s B-movie horror flick.
Twenty-five readers plunged into Cruel January and assessed the flash fiction of thirteen writers. Here is the summary of everyone’s impressions.
Talented and ruthless size-fetish writers have gathered to compose one piece of cruelty-driven flash fiction over the course of January.