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Summary: There is a deadly virus effecting the worlds male population. Those effected will slowly shrink whenever they remain in a state of arousal. Whilst the shrinking effects are easily reversed. If the infected was to cum, they will then remain at their current size permenantly! This story follows an infected 19 year old unemployed foot fetishist, who lives alone with his mother (49). As weeks pass, his loving mother starts to grow curious as to why he always loses a few inches whenever her feet are exposed. After multiple near miss intentional foot teasing incidents, his mother (who secretly suspects his lust for feet) demands he gives her a seemingly ‘innocent’ foot massage as penance for keeping him safe. Despite his best efforts to avoid such a chore, he eventually gives in to try and prove his innocence. He takes a seat at the opposite end of the sofa. She swings her pillowy soft wrinkled soles up and onto his lap, as her magenta pedicured toes fan out and wiggle in anticipation. Her feet are warm and moist from baskin in front of the fireplaces heat. A single silver toe ring glistening in the light on her middle toe. A single drop of sweat rolls down his forehead as his mother hands him a bottle of foot lotion. A wicked smile curls on her face, “Go ahead son, my feet are all yours”. He tires to keep his cool, trying his best to weasel out of massaging her feet. Looking down to his lap at the magnificent mature soles of a goddess, a wiff of devine foot sweat and sweet lotion lingers as her restless toes wiggle. “uh oh” invetiably, he beguines to dwindle away before her mighty soft cocoa buttered soles. “What’s the matter son?” she sniggers as her gorgeous soles continue to hypnotise him in an erotic trance. “Are you getting turned on by mommies feet” she sniggers, lifting a stray sole up to his face, she cracks her toes inches from his nose. He rapidly shoots down a couple more inches. “I guess you’ve just answered my question” she giggles with a strange amount of satisfaction. He feels a great amount of shame as he continues to dwindle before her devine mature soles. “Well, why don’t we play a ‘little’ game” a cruel smile forms on her face. despite his growing anxiety he cannot help being curious as to what she might have in store for him. “all you have to do, is sit there with your hands on your head and keep your eyes on my feet!” her lips twist into a wicked smile “think you can do that for me, sweaty” her second foot swings up and wafts back and forth in front of his face as his eyes widen with shock! “If you can ‘keep your cool’ for a whole hour whilst my, soft, pungent tootsies are in your face, then you win” his jaw drops, he can’t believe the words coming out of her mouth. “But... if I win” he gulps. “If I win, you will become my little pet, forever!” He pauses in disbelief and excitement, clearly his brain isn’t doing the thinking. She snatches the lotion from his shaking hand and starts to drench her feet in slippery cocoa butter, raising her legs so her restless soles hover inches above his face. “let’s play!”. he quivers as drops of lotion roll down her mature wrinkly soles and drip onto his face. “Now hands on your head mister, and don’t you dare look away”. he stares up at her glistening wet mature soles as they beguine there endless assault of scrunching, wiggling, toe cracking and rubbing back and forth against each other. *flashforward* His mothers glistening soft feet have grown larger and larger before him as he dwindles down in size. “Your really bad at this you know, it’s as if you want to be my little pet” she taunts him. “I wonder what I should do with you WHEN your tiny” she ponders genteelly humming as her feet continue to tease her shaking son. “Ooo, just think, if you get any smaller I could use your head as a little toe separated”. her soft pudgy toes wiggle and spread as she laughs at his dwindling form. *flashforward* Despite his feeble attempts to denie his fetish he now stands a mere three inch tall. He knows his only chance to regain his height is to get away from his tormenting temptress. He scurries across the sofa jumping onto the hardwood coffee table in a feeble attempt to escape her. Although her magnificent feet have yet to make contact with his delicate little body, her constant foot teasing, taunting and teasing have driven him to a state of unimaginable arousal and he doesn’t know how much longer he can last. Watching his miniature form feebly scurry away, she knows she could quiet easily cause him to explode with a just the slightest brush from her puffy lotioned toes but she wants him to cum on his own terms, and she knows he’s close. “A, a, aaa” she taunts, “you don’t get to go anywhere until the game is over, and you still have 20 minutes left” she laughs deviously at his shaking tiny form. He stands there, frozen to the spot naked and rock hard on the exposed coffee table. With his hands still firmly on his head, he turns to looks back to his goddess as her soft moist soles begin to raise up from the floor, landing with a loud thud as her bare heels thumps down mere feet away from him. Her slippery toes continue to scrunch and wiggle as they tower over him, casting a dark shadow as the occasional drip of sweet smelling lotion rolls down her endless wrinkled sole and pools onto the table before him. “20 minutes left little man, I must say I’m impressed, but I doubt you’ll be able to last!” a devilish grin curls on her face. Frozen in place, he trembles as she stares down at him, adjusting her feet so her exposed soles flank her miniature son at either side with her titanic toes behind him, he’s surrounded by a 360 degree wall of moist mature foot flesh. He stands shaking between each of her gigantic slippery soles. overwhelmed by the intoxicating scent of foot sweat mixed with sweet smelling lotion, her moist soles squelch and drip as she flexes her cocoa buttered wrinkles and toes. Leaning forward so her billboard sized face dominants the skyline beyond her restless soles. Her eyes pierce down at him as she speaks. “time for the grand finale...” Her hot breath washes over him as she applies the remaining coco butter lotion onto her meaty sole. They shimmer and glisten in the light perfectly framing her marvellous wrinkled soles. “you know that my feet are going to make you cum sweaty, so do it now before you get any smaller! your going be no use to me as a speck!” he shivers and shakes as her harsh sultry words wash over his frail body. “your getting far too small now sweaty, you need to release, just think how good your little body is going to feel trapped between these”. she beckons his eyes towards her long moist lubricated toes as they aggressively interlock and squeeze, making loud cracks and squelching noises as the clear lotion squirts out with each clench of her toes. “that’s it! Now keep your eyes on my toes, until you cum” Hyperventilating with fear he tries to fight his body but knows what’s coming. “Please! Please mom I’m begging you! Stop this, I can’t take anymore”. She laughs, “looks likes it’s about to be game over for you pet!” Defeeted, he slumps to his knees, his member pulsating hard as his swollen balls ache between his legs. He stares up into the huge mounds of wrinkled foot flesh and long wriggling toes as he feels a terrifying stiring in his gut. “Ughhh” he can’t bring himself to look away for his mother’s erotic sole show. Then suddenly, “Oh god no!” helplessly he feels himself begun to erupt. His hands still fixed obediently on his head, he feels his body drain and all from the mere sight and smell of her of his own mothers feet. Her laughter bellows down at his cum stained body. “My, my, my, what a mess you’ve made”. Drained and humiliated he looks up at his grinning mother. “Now then, why don’t you finish my foot massage, my little pet”. He tries to run as her mammoth soles beguine to close in on him. “No, no, no please” he shouts as the walls of her wrinkled warm foot flesh dripping with lotion edge close and closer as he screams “nooooooooooo”. *********please feel free to use any of this to create a more detailed story*******
Categories: Giantess, Teenager (13-19), Mature (40-49), Feet, Incest, Maternal, Slave, Slow Size Change Characters: None
Summary: In a world where shrinking technology is widely used for waste management and storage, you play a selfish 24 year old man who still living at home with his mother. Today is her 50th birthday and you didn’t even bother to buy her a gift, excusing yourself saying you got something special planned, knowing full well you have nothing prepared. Later that day, your mother leaves for her party and won’t be back untill midnight. Sitting on the sofa like the slob you are, you eye up her new bubble jet foot spa, when a plan comes to mind. Grabbing a case of cold ones from the fridge you fill the foot spa with soothing oil and warm water and turn on the bubbles. Using the portsizer you shrink yourself and beers to enjoy a luxurious dip in your make shift jacuzzi. “This is the life” you say as you relax in the warm soothing waters. All is going well until your clumsy mother stumbles through the door earlier than expected and she’s spent all night drinking and dancing. You try to reach the portsizer to regain your size but something goes wrong. When your towering tipsy mother walks into the living room and finds you shrunken, naked and floating in her new foot spa she Immediately jumps to a bizarre conclusion. “awww sweaty, so this is my big surprise” you try to yell up to her but being 3 inches tall, she cannot hear you. “I’ve always thought you were a mean, selfish son, but here you are, all tiny, floating in my foot spa waiting for your dear old mommy to come home” you yell in protest but your inaudiable squeals are ignored. “You knew I’d be dancing in these uncomfy heels all night, so you planned a intimidate foot pampering session for me”. Her eyes gleam at you with an effectuate state “but honey, you didn’t have to shrink yourself soooo small” she giggles with a seductive wink. “I mean a simple foot massage would have been lovely, but at this size your going to have to work sooo hard to satisfy my big feet” he looks up to her monsterous heel clad feet, as she crosses her legs, her long toes wiggle and scrunch back and forth. Her toes are adorned in a jet black pedicure coupled with a single silver toe ring on her second toe and anklet dangling on her opposing foot. “Let me get a drink and then you can get close to mommies tired smelly feet” she laughs as her toes continue to wiggle in her strappy heels. “Ooooooo, my boys going to pamper my big tired tootsies, this is the greatest birthday ever”. She gives him another predatory wink as your spine shudders with disgust. As you float there naked and alone, you stare in up in awe as your gigantic mother begins to unclasp the straps off her gargantuan black party heels. “Ahh that feels so much better, My feet are sooooo sore” Her puffy flushed soles are released form their sweaty confines as they tower over you. You can make out the odd speck of glitter and dust stuck to her soft mature soles. “I just can’t believe my own son would shrink himself just to pamper my feet” she coo’s. as her long predatorial toes beguin to slowly dip and wiggle downward in your direction, like hungry vultures circling their prey. “this is the most thoughtful thing you have ever done for me”. He can’t help but feel a degree of guilt as her mammoth meaty size 10 yachts decend into the waters in front of him creating splashes and waves that knock you backward. “Mmmm, that feels so good, so relaxing” you hear a loud pop from above as she open a bottle of Prosecco. “Well I’m all ready for you sweaty, it’s time to pamper me, pamper your goddess” she giggles, looking down at you with a uncomfortably flirtatious gaze, as she slurps down more alcohol. You look around the foot bath, pondering an escape, but the walls are too high! there’s no way to escape. Her long sleek toes beguine to wiggle and fan out beneath you, sweeping the water like a shark stalking its prey. “We’re are you sweaty?” You can’t help but think this is karmas way of punishing you for all your years of being a shitty son. With a begrudging acceptance you accept your predicament. You can not believe it, but you actually start to think of just how your suppose to pamper these bus sized mature feet. “I can’t believe I’m actually going to do this” you chunter as you swim towards your mothers tired aching feet. ***the rest of the story will see our doomed son worshipping his mothers mighty feet as she becomes more and more demanding and dominant in continually escalating degrees of foot worship. He doesn’t have a fetish for feet or giantesses, he is merely paying for all the years he neglected and mistreated his loving mother***
Categories: Giantess, Young Adult 20-29, Middle Age (50+), Feet, Incest, Slave, Watersports Characters: None
Summary: In a world where a virus causes those to infected to shrink when ever they become overly aroused. This story sees a 55 year old mother, return home from a long day at the office, only to find her son 23, an inch tall infront of a the computer displaying foot fetish porn. “Well well well, looks like somebody been having fun” She laughs at her tiny son, “I must say I never had you down as a foot boy” mocking him with her arms folded and eybrow raised. “Mom! your home early, I can explain” frantically trying shutting down the computer, the sudden shock of his mother’s arrival has allowed him to regrow to about 6 inches tall. “Hmmmmm” she says as a playful idea enters her mind. “I wonder...” pausing to place a single finger on her chin in mocked thought. “do you find ‘all’ kinds of feet sexy?” glancing down to her son with devious grin, “I’m curious, what makes a foot... sexy?” As he stares uncomfortably into her eyes, he can tell she’s plotting something and he doesn’t like where she’s going. “Noooo, mom you’ve got the wrong idea, I don’t find feet sexy at all”. Laughing down to him “you don’t? Well the computer and your little body says otherwise” pointing at his diminutive form. “haha, no I admit I was watching porn but I must have clicked on that feet stuff by accident, I hate feet”. Taking a seat in the computer chair she raises her eyebrow whilst shuffling her legs “really? well, how embarecing for you” she giggles before leaning in close to his 6 inch body. “I’ve had such a long day, i think i’m going to relax here and make myself more comfortable?” her warm breath washes over his naked frame like a tropical breeze of humid heat. “errr sure thing mom”. hearing a loud shuffling below the desk he stares uncomfortably up at her billboard size face as it shifts into the distances as she reclines back into the chair. “Good, because I’ve been in these heels all day and I can’t wait to let my feet breath” he stares, frozen in awkwardness as her business slack clad legs swing up from beneath the desk into view, her leather heels dangling on the end of her mature feet as they wrinkle up around her high arched soles. He gulps as his gaze is frozen to her foot ware. Then with a quick flick of her toes. BOOM! her heels fly to the foor as her moist puffy soles are released from their humid captives. “fhewww, I can see why you ‘hate feet’ honey, mine are soooo sweaty, yuk!” with that last word she proceeds to lift her musky wide mature soles onto the desk just inches away from his diminutive form. “Ahhh, this feels sooo much much better” She says as she continues to scrunch her gigantic mature soles. “You should grow back in now time now hunny” she continues to scrunch and click her toes relentlessly. “Hmmm, maybe I should make you rub them, once your back to normal” raising her eyebrows she sarcastically whispers “after all you ‘hate feet’ so it’d be a fitting punishment for your afternoon antics” He shudder from the intense heat and odor radiating from her ginormous feet, there currently nearly double his size. Despite his secret foot fetish, he’s never really found his own mother’s feet attractive before, there so rough and wrinkly, though he did always admire her choose of pedicures and toe rings. As he sits beneath her towering soles he feels a something twinge between his legs. “Uh oh”, all of a sudden in complete horror he starts to feel his member rise, although he doesn’t consciously find her feet sexy, he’s never experienced a woman’s feet this close before and it’s beguine to show. Leaning in slightly to study her dwindling son, She is shocked to discover that her pungent feet are having quiet the profound effect on him. “Jee sweaty, for someone who hates feet, it seems like there’s only one part of you... growing” laughing and teasing him she clenches her toes back and forth over his head as desperately tries to hide his erection. “My, my, your actually shrinking my dear” she laughs as she continues to playfully torment him with her huge mature feet glistening with a gleam of moist sweat. “I can’t believe your actually getting turned on by these big old things” she can’t help but feel a strange sense of empowerment and self gratification that her own son is shrinking down because of how sexy he finds her feet. In order to see her puny son, she adjusts her feet so that her ankles are flat on the desk, her exposed wrinkled sole flesh flanks him on either side with her wiggling digits just feet away from his tiny frame. The now one inch tiny son yells up to his tormenting goddess “ok mom, you’ve proven your point. ‘I have a foot frtish’ now let me grow back, just put your feet away”. tiny and humiliated he pleads on his knees at her rough hard working soles. She pause, then laughs down at him. ”thank you for your honesty sweaty, but I think going to have a little more fun with you first” a devilish smile curls on her wicked face. Her long pincer like toes wiggle as they close in toward his body, her pink french tipped pedicured monsters pinch at his little body, as he flails slipping between the grasp of her moist after work toes as he screams. “Mooooom”.
Categories: Young Adult 20-29, Middle Age (50+), Feet, Gentle, Humiliation, Incest Characters: None
Summary: In a world where downsizing provides new opportunities for people to get on the property ladder and become. The shrunken individuals live in luxury hidden communities that are built secret locations within the vast countryside. To keep dowsizers safe, only other downsized individuals can know your location. Our story follows a selfish 23 year old man, tired of living with his mother (53) decides it finally time to get his own place so he looks into downsizing. He explains his plan to his mother who hates the of losing her only son idea, after a heated argument he tells her the only way she can see him again is to downsize herself. “okay son, but if you do decide to go through with this, you must let me know” she snaps, before he storms off. When the man finally does downsize he rings his mother to let her know. He is stunned by her response “that’s great news sweaty, I have too, isn’t it perfect”. He feels a great relief and joy, “wow mom that’s great, I can’t wait to see you” she laughs down the phone, “me too son, I can’t wait to show you my new size” this slightly puzzles him, but he doesn’t dwell. “So how about I come over right now, I’m sooo hungry and I haven’t eaten all day” she moans, “sure mom, I’ll text you my coordinates and make you some on dinner” he sends over his exact location and beguine to prepare a banquet for his mother. “Ooo, sound yummy, I’ll bring some wine to wash it down with” he has an odd sense of uneasiness, but he doesn’t know why. “right, setting off now, mommies got quiet the appetite today, I hope your prepared to satisfy it” she giggles down the phone. “Just you wait and see mom, I’m going to prepare a feast for you” he says with a self confident cocky swagger. She laughs, “oh don’t you worry son, I have a feeling you’ll have just what I’m craving” she cackles before swiftly hanging up. After preparing the feast for his mother, he stands at window looking out to the hill for his mother’s arrival. suddenly he see’s her tiny form approaching from the horizon smiling and laughing at him... but wait... somethings not right. The ground beneath him begins to tremble as she seemingly grows larger and larger with every step. “what the..” an unerring sense of fear starts to grow in is stomach. BOOM, BOOM, BOOM.... He watches in terror as his curvaceous mother grows and grows until her colossal mature form casts a great shadow over his minuscule home. he stares up through the clear glass ceeling at his titanic mature goddess, her humongous sandle clad feet block his front door as her bright red pedicured toes scrunch back and forth guarding his only exit. “SURPRISE” she cackles, licking her plump pink lips. ***this story will see the mother, becoming increasingly drunk as she teases her son whist consuming all of his minuscule food. Inevitably her ravenous appetite is not satisfied. As the bitterness from being abandoned by her only son grows mixed with 3 bottles of wine, all rational is lost as she slowly turns her hungry gaze onto her son. At first she toys with him, commenting on how he is bite sized and what she could do to him if she really wanted to. terrified and vulnerable, he can only watch on in horror as his own mother talks her self into devouring him***
Categories: Feet, Incest, Instant Size Change, Mouth Play, Vore Characters: None
Summary:

Offering 10$/1K per paypal.  Status:Open

General plot is about a teenage boy that lives with his single mother and 2 sister. He usually treats them like servants being quite cocky, but after being a prick to his younger sister on her birthday she gets gifted a magic ring in strange box by mail that allows full control over things.

She can shrink, grow, MC and transform and alter anything about him at will as long as she wears the ring, and a lot is going to change. She confronts her brother as she states he’s too proud of himself and a jerk, in reality his position should be under women. She has a lot payback planned to reform him.

After a quick demonstration of her powers his new daily life starts, unknowingly to the rest of his family she transforms him into daily things they use: insole, razor, washcloth, ped egg, slippers and to return him to human form after use. But also other things like a bug or a carton that has to be crushed underfoot before being thrown in the garbage.  She can mind control him into weird embarrassing behavior around the girls in his life. Or something like a dog to let him lick the dirt of her feet or a pedicure fish at a local spa she has a part-time job. She can even alters his body along the way, for instance his body becomes unable to digest human food but only foot dirt and old socks.

His nightmare begins as she gets very creative and he struggles through his daily life.

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So essentially a power/play humiliation theme going on, I was planning to have several chapters with each chapter being a single issue of a transformation/ event. The “plot” or rather events happening can be discussed with the writer to his/her preferences.  Things like a magic ring are not needed either if you have something else, I’m just making an easy way for him to be owned. If you have a similar story with a dominant mother or something I’d be game for that too  :3  Single chapter transformations are accepted!

You don’t need to be an experienced writer, but show me a paragraph from something you wrote just so I can see if it’s “sort of” understandable.  I’m new with the PM system of this site, so try to PM me or leave a response ;p.


Categories: Animal, Humiliation, Object, Unaware, Body Part, Incest Characters: None
Summary:

I will try to keep this as vague as possible to see what people can really do with this as I havent found many storys covering this in the detail I hoped.

A mother shrinks her son for personal enjoyment to between 10 and 1 inch (can change at will)

loves deep anal/vaginal insertion

the rest is optional: other family members can be involved, giants also can use him with or without mom, condom (used or not), gangbangs, voilent or gentle or both, watersports, toys, if feet are involved please keep it minimal and prefer no death but not a deal breaker.


Categories: Mature (40-49), Giantess, Butt, Incest, Insertion, Watersports, Violent, Gentle, Giant, Young Adult 20-29 Characters: None
Summary:

So, I am not sure exactly how I want this story to go. Here is what I know:

I love unaware and there isn't enough of it on this sight. I'm looking for a micro-ish type of story where the main character (M or F) is shrunk. I like stories where someone is supposed to be aware but isn't. Or stories where they are aware of a shrunken being, but do not know the shrunkie's whereabouts and also are not pursuing the shrunkie. I also like the idea of a couple that shrinks themselves on purpose to go explore someones house without them knowing, and the house could belong to friends or strangers. The tags below are what I wouldn't mind seeing incorporated. A little feet is alright, but not my favorite focal point. Characters can have whatever names flow with the story. It would be great if at least 90% of the story could be unaware. I say 90% because maybe someone finds the shrinkie(s) but quickly loses them, although a fully unaware story would be amazing.

One idea that I had was for a shrunken couple to be exploring a house where a normal couple lives. Everything goes smoothely for a while, until something goes wrong (i.e. they get separated) and then things go downhill. I wanted this story to end up with an ending where both survive, but not until after going through "the works" of giantess content. Eventually they make it out and get back to normal size, and don't regret any of it. Maybe a sequal could happen. Just an idea.

Sorry this is so long but I would love to see this challenge accepted!!


Categories: Young Adult 20-29, Breasts, Body Exploration, Feet, Butt, Giant, Incest, Insertion, Lesbians, Unaware, Watersports, Vore, Adventure, Mouth Play, Teenager (13-19) Characters: None