Bitter Dregs

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CruelJan20 entry.  Author Notes at bottom.


It was Tracy’s freshman year, riding a soccer scholarship from her small exurban high school to the big state university.  Trying to find her place in the throng, she saw no reason why she—a short, muscular girl with no impressive social connections—shouldn’t join a sorority.  Erring against the side of caution had served her well so far, and she wasn’t afraid of picking up a few new scars.

She rushed three houses, but she felt the deepest affinity for Gamma Gamma Gamma.  Their rush dinner was hosted by Kristina, a tall Korean-American woman with long rich brown hair and proud cheekbones.  All the Tri-Gams were confident and welcoming, and they seemed quite diverse in their backgrounds and ambitions.  Kristina showed more than a polite interest in Tracy’s stories, talking with her long after the other rushees had left.  There was a resourcefulness to Kristina’s smile that Tracy wanted to get closer to.

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Seal the Deal

Seal the Deal

Dude’s getting a blowjob, and he doesn’t know it yet, but he’s getting it from a witch.  He’s startled when she stops before he cums, but he’s even more surprised when he opens his eyes and discovers that while she was blowing him, he shrank to the height of three inches.

She tells him that he will return to normal size in four hours, but if he cums before that he will be tiny permanently.  Then she licks her lips and smiles.

Shrunken Men, Giantesses, Nice Guys, and Toxic Masculinity

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Image:  Growing Vexes and Interest by ExuberantCurtain


This post is proximally in reply to this comment by Aborigen, but it obviously is the result of many years of observation, rumination, self-recrimination, and determination. I cannot emphasize enough that these are my personal feelings and experiences, and the last thing I want is to assert that they are somehow generally representative of even most hetmale size fantasists, let alone everyone in the community. To be frank, this is more of a personal journal entry than a public comment, but over the years I have seen and heard things that resonate with my thoughts on these subjects, and so I’m going to digress all over the place in the hope that it might help someone somewhere deal with their own feelings and experiences.

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