bea生物

Feet propped up before a speck on your coffee table. A powerful move.

Part 23
The Return Part 1
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Two big foxes, want to live in their pocketses.

#giantess #sizesky #macro #furryart #Spekkart

shrunken planets and petri dish worlds hit better, can't explain why

"This is what you wanted, right? So, do a good job, and try not to pop too quickly~!" I singsong, my booming voice assaulting your speck-sized form, stuck to my finger.

Feeling your stomach drop as you're brought around to my massive ass, barely contained by too-tight shorts. (1/3)

Forgotten in the tangle of a cutie's taint, buried against her plush, sensitive flesh as you're ground between her thighs.

Whenever she sits down, her generous package settles atop you, smothering your upper body in intense heat and sweaty musk as you squirm for her attention.

Massive feet slam into the floor on either side of you. Squirming against your constraints, threads binding.

"You're really quite lucky, peasant~!" The towering heiress teases, grinning as she bends forwards, gripping her thong's waistband before yanking you into the air. (1/4)

The population of a city reduced to the size of specks, trapped in the wrinkles of a cute NEET's package as she plops down at her computer seat.

The distant glow of her screen illuminating the darkness as she pulls down her waistband, a lotion-covered palm looming over them.

I mean, feeling the tremors from thousands of miles away wouldn’t be enough warning, so the sirens end up feeling rather redundant. Only changes how much time someone has to fret over their coming fate as dirt in your sneaker’s tread.

is anyone surprised?

Imagining this being the reason I finally commit to getting fit, get slim and strong, well trained in climbing etc, and then someone millions of times my size shows up and it’s like, fuck…

sorry if I have not been as responsive of late. libido's kinda been kaput this week.

Seeing a tiny run as fast of possible from me as they spot me humping my blankets

I pinch them and grind them against my nipple as they’re powerless to stop me

I don’t even register that they’re a tiny person, I just need to feel them squirm

Finally I shove them deep in side me…

I think my posts can basically be divided into three categories: things I genuinely find arousing, memes I inserted size fetish bullshit into, and things my cats do that I think where I just swap out tiny pet person for the cat.

take one step, eventually drop combat, regen health, and then 3 hours later:
-1hp
-1hp
-1hp
-1hp

aggroed Jemma but no attack lands because she’s too small

true. where is your seneschal? where is your cup bearer? where is your master of the hunt?

I am buried in a pile of truth and lies

no, I must phrase it as a riddle that’s so hard to follow you think it’s your idea for me to be there. it’s the only way

thinking of another convoluted reason for you to cum on me: what if we were in bed together, but I shrank, and you had a wet dream, but it was about me, and also on me?

Naturally immense titaness with society revolving around her

Resting across a landscape but she's having a naughty dream, the cities around her watching her dick rise over the horizon

Having to evacuate two different regions because shes drooling in her sleep and a dribble of her pre is leaking

"How was work today honey?"
"..."
"Hm, long day? Would you like me to- Eep, wait, honey, don't!"
"..."
"O-okay, I can help you wind down in bed, whatever you want honey! Just be carefmmphh!!"
"...~"

you stagger into my room mid panic because your clothes are getting looser and heavier by the second and you keep losing your balance as your mass dwindles and when you stop babbling for half a second all you hear from me in an almost relieved tone is

"Oh, finally~"

Isn’t necessarily that, but could be that. Functionally any rp scene like this is CNC because you can always pause OOC with a (hey, pineapple, shoving me up your ass is hot but don’t call me worthless again, thanks, resume)

he knows by now it won’t

they keep on escaping

a top boyfriend

sequel to this boyfriend: boyfriend who yelps, “honey don’t!” as you toss him to the far side of the bed and crawl in after him.

I love super gentle soft calm macros who's sadism come through when they say "no" to making me bigger than a flea. Comes through the comfort and the care. "No."

oh to be inspected by massive hands, poking me around and lifting up my shirt out of curiosity. that curiosity evolving into possessiveness because her fascination for my size and what i am is endless