Penname: BovrilH [Contact] Real name: Alan Smithee
Member Since: July 15 2019
Membership status: Member
Bio:

If you are not satisfied with the low quality of my stories, you may be entitled to a 0.00000000000005*10^-34 cent refund on your next purchase of diet or regular pepsi. (subject to availibility, weekdays only, major holidays excluded, usual restrictions apply.) Please feel free to refer to the mailing address provided on the back of this pamphlet. 


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Reviews by BovrilH
Summary: A group of German soldiers are unpleasantly surprised when what they thought was artillery fire turns out to be much, much worse.
Disclaimer: The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the NAZI Party, the Communist Party, or any other neo-Nazi, fascist, racist, antisemitic, eugenist groups.
Categories: Giantess, Butt, Crush, Destruction, Entrapment, Feet, Footwear, Humiliation, Insertion, Mouth Play, Violent, Vore
Characters: None
Growth: None
Shrink: Micro (1 in. to 1/2 in.)
Size Roles: F/m
Warnings: Following story may contain inappropriate material for certain audiences
Series: None
Chapters: 2 Table of Contents
Completed: Yes Word count: 4494 Read Count: 15981
[Report This] Published: August 14 2015 Updated: February 16 2016
Reviewer: BovrilH Signed starstarstarstarstar
Date: June 11 2020 Title: Chapter 1: Chapter 1: From Russia With Love

Glorious story with lavish description! Interesting setting as well. The German words and ranks injected give the story an air of authenticity. 

Would love to read more!

All is Lost by Enzo Rated: X starstarstarstarstar [Reviews - 81]
Summary:

Teagan is a young woman exploring a world no longer owned by humans. Indeed, her nation, as with every other, has been overrun by a horde of small but incredibly numerous people known as tomkins. Legend exists of a safe haven for humanity, undiscovered by the tomkins, a walled citadel known as Whitebreeze Keep populated by the last vestiges of humanity. Teagan sets her sights on finding this beacon of hope, but must transverse a dangerous continent filled with tomkins.

Oh, right, one more thing: Teagan finds few greater joys in life than the slaughter of tomkins by whatever means available.

 

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Categories: Adventure, Breasts, Body Exploration, Crush, Destruction, Fantasy, Gentle, Violent, Vore
Characters: None
Growth: None
Shrink: Lilliputian (6 in. to 3 in.)
Size Roles: F/f, F/m
Warnings: Following story may contain inappropriate material for certain audiences
Series: None
Chapters: 34 Table of Contents
Completed: No Word count: 103496 Read Count: 169329
[Report This] Published: March 05 2017 Updated: July 21 2021
Reviewer: BovrilH Signed starstarstarstarstar
Date: June 22 2020 Title: Chapter 1: Chapter 1: A Fallen Nation

Very interesting pseudo-medieval setting! Usually it's the larger people that dominate, but here it's reversed. The writing is probably something I'd pay for, being a fine combination of vivid descriptions and exposition without having too much of either. 

Though I haven't read far (not for long), it would be great to have the Tomkins employ some pseudo-medieval technology, like catapults, ballistas, etc. Something I would really love to see would be usage of something like Hussite war wagons, or maybe an ass-ault on a fort. Either way, great story and keep up the glorious work!



Author's Response:

Firstly, thank you kindly! I appreciate your feedback greatly, and I'm happy that you're enjoying the setting.

While I certainly do intend for the tomkins to make create use of catapults, ballistae, and other siege engines modified for giant-slaying, war wagons would be more akin to human technology than tomkin in this setting - the culture and weaponry of the tomkins are based heavily on Asia Minor, namely on the Eastern Roman Empire and Macedonia. That being said, that is a good idea, and I can see implementing it to good effect. Rest assured that you'll see more of my nerdy historical stuff later on :-)

Reviewer: BovrilH Signed
Date: July 18 2020 Title: Chapter 1: Chapter 1: A Fallen Nation

This might be one of the, if not the, best stories on this site story-wise. The character development with Teagan and Sihil is quite intriguing, and the exceptional writing aptitude further fleshes the dynamic out. It's the very definition of a page turner, or in this case a next chapter button spammer.


I find it kind of hard to imagine that the tomkins managed to subjugate most of humanity though. Even though the tomkins have an overwhelming numerical advantage, I feel like hurling themselves at a well-prepared force would still result in the utmost slaughter. I guess they could pull an Agincourt and use massed stakes and archers, but I'd assume most human armor thicker than a planck length would render arrows effectively useless, considering how well an arrow to the eye worked. Heavy siege weapons wouldn't be too effective against armor, and even when deployed en masse would still be a logistical nightmare. Speaking of logistics, do the tomkins employ any smaller beasts of burden or cavalry of any sort? I doubt running around with an army of retainers is very fun. It'd be cool to know more about the backstory of the story, or better yet have its details slowly revealed throughout the story. 


The only possible method of victory my deficient mind can comprehend would be for the Tomkins to slowly go about destroying food sources of various villages or spreading disease or poison, though only time will tell.


Keep up the glorious work, and with each new chapter I shed a tear of joy and anticipation!



Author's Response:

If I'm being entirely honest, when I first started writing this story in 2017, I thought it out about as much as my diminutive attention span would let me. Now that I've come back to the story and realized that the tomkins have woefully inadequate means to surmount a single soldier in a maille hauberk, I decided to throw in magic - that's a decent workaround, right? In any case, as much as I hate to say it, I guess a little suspension of disbelief is necessary when considering the story's background.

And cavalry, ooh, cavalry... I first thought about the tomkins bringing in their tiny livestock with them as they arrived, but in a world where the grass comes up to a man's head, grazing would be a significant issue. It's a shame, too, since I would have loved to throw a few horse archers at Teagan and pincushion her while she scrambles to catch them. Ah, well... I guess when you have waaaay too many people, retainers, wheelbarrows, and palanquins aplenty will have to do. Don't think too hard about how the tomkins managed to reasonably conquer what they did given such severely limited mobility, lest you poke more holes in my already shoddy story. I don't want it to fall down!

As always, thanks for the review!

Summary:

The enormous truth behind the mysterious sinking of a British ocean liner in 1916.


Categories: Giantess, Breasts, Butt, Crush, Destruction, Fantasy, Feet, Violent, Vore
Characters: None
Growth: Titan (101 ft. to 500 ft.)
Shrink: None
Size Roles: F/m
Warnings: Following story may contain inappropriate material for certain audiences
Series: None
Chapters: 1 Table of Contents
Completed: Yes Word count: 2464 Read Count: 4227
[Report This] Published: November 05 2018 Updated: November 05 2018
Reviewer: BovrilH Signed starstarstarstarstar
Date: July 26 2020 Title: Chapter 1: Chapter 1

A glorious piece! There is a certain style of the prose, a masterful command of the English language, that really gives me vibes from writers of olden days, like Wells, Lovecraft, and all that. That being mixed in with the luscious descriptions makes a lovely combination. 

I most certainly hope to see more!