My review of Belittled, a size fantasy novel by Taedis. Links to the book at the bottom.
An intense misadventure that relentlessly pushes the protagonist and the reader to new depths of desperation and degradation. Taedis gives us an immersive F/m spin on a shrunken man discovering his submissive side. I cannot recommend this book enough to femdom enthusiasts of any size.
Last year, Taedis compiled twenty-eight size fantasy stories into a paperback volume and gave it away at SizeCon2020. She’s done it again, thirty-five contributors this time (including vintage size fantasists like Swift and Baudelaire), and you can get a free PDF here and a paperback copy here. Check her blog to learn about Volume 3.
My review of We Come From Somewhere This Was Real, a collection of size fantasy stories by Aborigen. Links to the book at the bottom.
This is a fine sampler of both Aborigen’s range and his facility with smut. Almost all the encounters are F/m in configuration, but a rewarding variety of perspectives is explored. This buffet approach demonstrates a depth to size fantasy that a curious newbie might otherwise miss. No author could feature every aspect of size fantasy over five stories or fifty, but Aborigen’s versatility with characters and scenarios establishes both the plausibility and the desirability of any encounter one might suggest.
Three of Aborigen’s stories here impressed me deeply. “They Make Great Pets” is the only one with a female protagonist: Luna, a single woman who takes in a handful of tinies and gives them shelter and food. Like all the stories in this collection, little or no time is spent explaining how or why size-difference exists in this scenario. Instead, we get to know Luna and watch her relationships with her pets develop dramatically but coherently through many gratifying stages. Aborigen’s characterization is at its best here.
I had previously read “The Giant, His Prize, and Her Lover” in another venue, and I distinctly remember Aborigen relating how writing it took him outside his comfort zone. It starts from a perspective familiar to longtime readers of Aborigen: a tiny man (Ulysses) devoted to his giant mistress (Rosann). It enters unfamiliar territory when we learn that Rosann herself lives the life of a tiny woman, kept by an even larger giant (Blacwin) who took her from her homeworld. Blacwin at last learns of Ulysses’s existence, and Rosann decides that her two men need to reconcile themselves to each other. In addition to the challenge of inhabiting the possessive Blacwin, Aborigen has to portray Rosann as what the size community has called (borrowing from the BDSM community) a “switch.” The dialogue between the two men veers between the bawdy and the philosophical and back, and Aborigen does justice to all parties. I don’t know if this version of the story is more polished than the first time I read it, but it somehow seems more at peace with itself.
The final story, “No Good Deeds,” is the longest in the collection and features the most protracted and detailed sexytimes. Striving academically at the public library, Elvin lets his idle lusts drive him to speak to Joellen, a tall woman having difficulty with one of the terminals. His reward is that she shrinks him without consent or explanation and takes him home for her amusement. As with Short Shrift, Aborigen is undaunted by the idiosyncratic logistics of mixed-size sex, and he is very resourceful in repeatedly immersing the reader in the sensations and emotions of a tiny man at the mercy of a reckless woman. High replay value in this one.
While the tropes Aborigen invokes are familiar to this veteran size fantasist, he does not rely on them so precariously that a normie reader would feel confused or neglected. This collection is a wealth of thrills, passionately and meticulously realized. By following his curiosity and appetites wherever they lead him, Aborigen is inspiring as well as entertaining.
Why do we share our size fantasies with others, and why do we care what others enjoy in size fantasy? I suppose everything on this blog is an attempt to answer one or both of these questions, but a couple of recent posts have me looking at them with renewed urgency. Aborigen asked himself what he still hopes to achieve with his size writing, and in one of those recurring “What would you really do?” threads on the Shrunken Women Board Azureeyes talked about the importance of hearing about the real people behind the fantasy. I’ve been watching the online size scene for 25 years and an active participant for almost a decade and I still don’t know exactly why I keep returning to it.
My review of Short Shrift, an F/m story by Aborigen. Links to the story at the bottom.
This was an excellent read and a good wank. It’s an extended treatment of a single encounter that one might expect to end much more abruptly and gruesomely. A number of distinct sexual activities are depicted in compelling detail, and Aborigen makes the reader feel every secretion and clench. Aside from the variations, what keeps the physical descriptions from becoming tedious is the frequent interweaving of the two characters’ inner narratives. This is key, of course; we care about the smut because we care about the characters, and Aborigen takes the time to establish them for us.
The introductory perspective is that of Candice, the instructor of an exercise group. She gives us our first look at the two main characters (in whose perspectives we will spend the rest of the story), and she is also important in that she is the only knowing agent of the size change that makes the plot possible. I actually would have liked more foreshadowing of this, as it otherwise seems too out-of-the-blue, particularly for the non-fetishist reader.
Fortunately, both Melanie the novice exercise student and Rickey the misogynist predator are sufficiently recognizable and well-developed that when the size change occurs their responses ground it in realism. Crucially, neither Melanie nor Rickey react predictably or implausibly to the bizarre circumstances they find themselves in. We get our fetish itches scratched, not because either Melanie or Rickey seek them out, but because they honestly explore who we already know them to be.
Aborigen is in fine form here, with sophisticated streams of consciousness and wicked observations. Most gratifyingly, he is unsparing in both sensual detail and emotional depth. I don’t identify with either Melanie or Rickey, but I’ve now inhabited both of them, separately, during one of my most obsessing fetish scenarios. An abiding delight.
Last year, Taedis compiled twenty-eight size fantasy stories into a paperback volume and gave it away at SizeCon2020. She’s doing it again, and she’s taking submissions at the moment. Read here to learn more.
I’ve decided to revisit my thoughts about categorizing my stories. I’m not revising the WordPress tags that help people avoid traumatic content like nonconsensual, vore, incest, or scat; I’m all for letting readers curate their experiences. Until recently, I thought that the fetish-centered practice of categorizing stories with labels such as F/m, crush, or feet were, on balance, unhelpful in that they tended to segregate readerships and discouraged the development of a wider size aesthetic. Narcissistically, I hoped that the quality of my writing itself was what should draw readers, not the fact that we both share the same fetish itches.
Regardless of the merits of that conceit, I have relented and updated the catalog of Original Stories by Olo with more precise descriptors for most of the stories. Perhaps my page-views will go down as readers cherry-pick familiar categories, or perhaps they will go up when readers who enjoy my writing decide to venture into the unfamiliar. Either way, I hope everyone finds what they want.
Erin stared at me with her slate-blue eyes as I sat on her coffee table, three-inches-tall and perched on a stack of fashion magazines. It was my first time in her apartment, and I was on alert for any danger. She slid her hand menacingly along her thigh, but I made no effort to respond because she hadn’t been talking to me. She was talking to Natasha, her best friend and the woman who shrank me two years ago. My keeper.
So I finally submitted my feedback to all the stories featured in MyHeavenOct20, the final iteration of the Size Riot quarterly size fantasy flash fiction contest. Work and the election conspired to make my November extremely stressful, and I’m still under significant pressure so I definitely need the deadline extension. Nevertheless, I feel a great debt of gratitude to Aborigen and all the authors and readers who have made Size Riot such a profitable experience both as an writer and as a size perv. Providing my critical appreciation of all the other stories was an obligation I was happy to undertake.
Given the self-indulgent theme, I shouldn’t have been surprised to see so authors discard any concern for detailed exposition. Lots of snappy dialogue, lines that we probably have been reciting to ourselves for years. Intriguingly, it seemed to me that there was less focus on physical sexuality than on personalities, attitudes, and relationships. I think that actually made the smut hotter.
There are no categories or voting for this final round, but the category I always most wanted to win was “Would you suggest this story to someone outside the size fetish?” As I have argued before, I think the best smut relies least on assumptions that the reader shares one’s fetish. Accordingly, it has been my aspiration to express my size fantasies as accessibly as possible. That’s always the feedback I’m most interested in, if you have a mind to share your opinions.
Over the years I’ve become familiar with both the specific kinks as well as the writing styles of a handful of authors, and it was a wistful pleasure to recognize them in their stories this round as they let it all hang out. Others I didn’t recognize, but their stories were passionate and well-written enough that they spoke to me nonetheless. I most enjoyed those that clearly appreciated why their fantasies meant so much and expressed them with craft and joy.
It’s been said many times, but once more with feeling: THANK YOU, ABORIGEN. We are all better writers and readers because of Size Riot.
Benjithedreamer talks to Aborigen again, this time about the possibility of a large collaboration between size writers all working from the same narrative prompt but each offering different perspectives.