Commissioned by an anonymous person and written by me
Nachdem du für eine unbekannte Zeit das Bewusstsein verloren hast, erwachst du geschrumpft in einer Vortex-Box. Doch bevor du auch nur versuchen kannst, aus deinem Gefängnis zu entkommen, erfährst du auch schon, dass eine neue Bestellung eingegangen ist...
Dies ist eine erotische Geschichte, die sich an
mündige Erwachsene mit Makro- und Vorarephilie wendet. Sie beinhaltet
Darstellungen von physischer und psychischer Gewalt, die für manche Personen
verstörend sein könnten. Minderjährige und Personen, die mit solchen
Darstellungen Schwierigkeiten haben, werden daher ausdrücklich gebeten, diese
Geschichte nicht zu lesen. Ferner ist diese Geschichte reine Fiktion und alle
erotisch dargestellten Charaktere sind mindestens 18 Jahre alt.
Diese Geschichte wurde von Makuta in Auftrag gegeben.
Tags: Aware, Casual, Cruel, Digestion, Disposal, F/fm, Fatal, Human, New World Order, Shrinking, Soft Vore, Unwilling, Violent
Lorellen Handshoe is now growing out of control. She needs to breathe in a curative mist, but how can Carlos Mata-Macias let her know what to do when the 10,000-foot-tall Lorellen is to big to see or hear him?
After several years of study Brian has finally earned the degree he needed to help crew a starship. To make things even better he's already been in contact with a ship captain and even found a job as an exploration officer. There is one problem however. The Captain of this ship is not only considered a high threat species but a deep space species as well. The potential danger posed by this being is so great she isn't even welcome on the surface of a developed world.
This means little to him as he goes to meet Shia who has become a good friend to him over long distance communications. He soon learns that Shia is a shapeshifter and telepath. These reveleations are only the beginning however as he learns that Shia also has an addiction that drives her and those of her species to seek out new cultures while her abilty to change her body far exceeds anything he had imagined.
Ryan lives a normal life for a tiny: he works online, he keeps in shape at the local gym, he games online with friends he never meets, and he tries his best to avoid getting stepped on. Of course it was just his luck that the apartment he lived in got foreclosed on and now he’s been evicted.
Thankfully one of his online friends, Lena, offers to let him crash with her. Of course, having never met, Ryan doesn’t know she’s a bit bigger than he thinks.
Note: There will be no deaths in this story.
In the near future where revolutionary shrinking technology has taken the world by storm, Alicia Wu is a wildly successful CEO in the cutthroat industry of women's fashion. Her company's goods feature a very peculiar specialty that differentiates them from every other clothing in the market, making them extremely popular among the elites who can afford them.
Alicia herself, however, does not wear her own company's products. Her father's mysterious disappearance during a shady clinical trial 10 years ago, when shrinking technology was still in its infancy, continues to haunt her. She absolutely abhors the idea of treating tinies like novel trinkets, fearing that her father may unknowingly be among the millions of infinitesimal beings residing within her company's assortment.
In spite of her apprehension, they still possess an undeniable allure to her. Perhaps she should try them, just once?
The world after the second pandemic MISDV-001 (Male Impacting Size Diminishing Virus 001), is a world where people are either unaffected by the vaccine, can't afford it, or are inflicted with bottled versions of the virus and subjected to the whims of those around them.
After the discovery of a vaccine and cure, the realisation that humanity was not about to go extinct relieved the minds of many. However, this same discovery has led to those unfortunate enough to be 'shrinkys' to be viewed with nothing more than disgust or disregard.
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.
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The whole cheerleading squad was shrunken down and placed in the men's locker room where the football team was about to come in and change.
Follow-up story of my earlier story Locker Room Chaos,except this time the roles will be reversed. If you're a fan of giant ladies and tiny guys you'll enjoy this story a little better.
Ten College football players venture into the cheerleader's locker room attemting to pull a prank on the girls. What happens next is the biggest trick of all......
What if the world was genetically engineered to be completely different from what it is currently today? What if a lone scientist actually did what all those admirers in the internet hoped for? This is a log of a scientist who tried, and changed the world as we know it. This is his log.
Lola is a true goddess, she always has been. Now she likes to share her methods with others by renting her tinies out and giving other women the opportunity to learn from her. You have ended up in her collection and live or die at her command.
(My favourite chapter I've ever written now live!!)
Part of the Drop-Off's series
Tomo is a kid from a small town in Ontario, Canada. His shy nature makes it hard for him to befriend anyone in real life, but that's what the internet is for! His sadistic, tomboy best friend, Kei, lives far across the sea but that hasn’t stopped the two of them from talking online every day for the past year. Tomo finally manages to save up enough money for a plane ticket to go visit her, but things don’t go according to plan when he arrives.
Dedicated to Ollie.
A giant villain's henchman fucks up and he takes it upon himself to punish her.
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