I’m going. As long as they keep holding it in Portland I don’t really have an excuse not to attend.
SizeCon 2026
Category: Size fantasy
Kept in the Dark
I have participated in Elle Largesse‘s 2025 September Kinky Scribble Challenge. Over four distracted hours yesterday I squeezed out 1271 words (including title and tags).
Content Warnings: Shrunken person, F/?, nonfatal (?) soft vore, delusional narrator
Duty to Warn
Well, hello! I didn’t expect to see you turn up at my door, not after Kaya spilled the beans about my little secret.
Whatever, it’s your funeral. Come on in. You want a drink?
Have a look around. Not that scary, right? Just like any other single woman’s condo, could be tidier, I suppose. Were you expecting a boiling cauldron?
You can smell that I have a cat, but he’s not all black—his paws are white. He’s hiding right now but he’ll come see you when you’re . . . more manageable.
Don’t try to tell me you didn’t believe Kaya. You wouldn’t be here if you hadn’t. I knew you were into me the first time at the Night Owl. I even considered it for a moment. You’d have had no warning then.
Continue reading “Duty to Warn”Taking Turns
This trope came up recently on Bluesky, and rather than add it to my dismayingly large pile of unwritten stories I’m just going to blog about what I find appealing about it and how it lends itself to Size Fantasy.
Taking Turns refers to a relationship between two or more people where each of them can become either giant or tiny, but only one person can be giant or tiny at a time. The size change can be voluntary, periodic, or unpredictable. There may be a “cooldown” period when everyone in the relationship is at the same size, or it may be exclusive where one must grow while the other shrinks, so that someone is always relatively giant or tiny to the other.
I enjoy this trope because it’s a delightful metaphor for how in any long-term relationship there are times when one person must bear the burden and take care of the other and times when the other has the custodial duties, demonstrating their complementary strengths and weaknesses. As a Size switch, I find it delicious that when I am molesting my tiny partner I have to bear in mind that I will eventually be her tiny plaything.
The embryonic idea I had for employing this Size trope was an enemies-to-lovers story where the two main characters are forced to depend on each other because they exchange sizes every week. I decided to set them up as rival treasure-hunters going after the same relic. They both arrive at the ancient resting place of the item, which places a curse on them both. The next Saturday night at midnight, one of them suddenly shrinks out of their clothes and has to spend a week fending for themselves, while the other treasure-hunter is unaware of what has happened, until Saturday night rolls around again and it’s their turn to be tiny while the other grows back to full-size.
In order to conceal this unbelievable curse, they decide to move in together so they can each look out for the other during their “tiny week.” One of them eventually decides to use the size differential to take sexual advantage of the other only to end up on the receiving end a week later. They each come to appreciate both the dominant and the submissive roles they find themselves in on alternating weeks. The reinforced dependence slowly transforms into trust, respect, and finally love.
Romcom gold, I’m telling you.
SizeCon 2025 – Reconstituted
It’s been six days since I returned home from SizeCon 2025. I thought I’d wait until I finished processing my experiences before reporting on them, but I don’t think I’ll ever truly finish, so here we go. I’ve never experienced a weekend that included meeting so many old friends (for the first time in-person), making new friends, vocalizing thoughts I’d never before spoken aloud, and getting new perspectives on familiar ideas. It was like the high school reunion we deserved instead of the ones we got.
Continue reading “SizeCon 2025 – Reconstituted”SizeCon 2025 – Booked
I said I was going, and I am. I have con tickets, meal tickets, hotel reservations, and train tickets. Packing shouldn’t take very long; I have no merch to sell or costume to model. I might even get some writing done on the train.
I know multiple attendees who have already started on their journeys; my trip will be a scant four hours plus whatever dilly-dallying Amtrak and Burlington-Northern come up with.
It’s been decades since I’ve been to any type of convention, and I’ve never been to a kink convention. I have no idea what to expect, which hasn’t been true for me for a very long time.
I’m in free fall.
Shrink All Men!
The setting or the cause of size difference says a lot about how an author approaches a Size story. Typically these choices are based on what kind of characters are in the story and how the author wants them to interact. Beyond accommodating such encounters, a particular Size world can hold implications not only for the author’s personal preferences for Size Fantasy but also for the basic assumptions they make about how the world works (and how it should work).
This post is going to address the specific Size trope of a world in which all men either have shrunk or are about to be shrunk. I’m going to examine the particular uses for this trope and the possible reasons why someone might choose it for their Size creation.
Continue reading “Shrink All Men!”Early Influences
It’s the most-common recurring topic on any Size-related venue: “What got you into this? What triggered your Size fetish?” Size pervs will happily rattle off a pantheon of mainstream size content they encountered as a child, bonding with others who share the same “inspirational” moments.
While I don’t pretend to have a Universal Theory of Where Size Fetishes Come From, in my personal experience no such encounter with mainstream size content caused me to become fascinated by size-differential so much as suggested a form which my early feelings about power and relationships might take. If all it took to create a Size perv was to expose someone to Totally Spies or Ferngully, there’d be so many of us we’d have our own first-person shrinker video game franchise by now.
Nevertheless, most Size pervs still wistfully remember formative experiences, even feeling a touch of arousal at the right visual or auditory cue from the size content in question. I am no different. Here follows those early Size influences on me, roughly in order of when I first encountered them (not necessarily, mind you, in the original order of their release or publication).
Please note that when I first saw these shows I wasn’t self-aware of my fascination with Size. When I finally figured out what I was hungering for, I deliberately sought out and reviewed many, many, many other possible sources of Size content. I’ll have you know I did all this painstaking research before there was an internet.
In addition to any specific elements of Size Fantasy with which any of these items resonates, I am likely to indulge in highly biographical and idiosyncratic details. You have been warned.
Continue reading “Early Influences”The Little Everyman
It is no exaggeration to say that Jonathan Swift’s Gulliver’s Travels is a foundational text to the Size fetish. Due to its renowned literary and satirical merit and prolific public domain adaptations, people for centuries have been exposed to its whimsical vocabulary and striking imagery. Swift’s use of corporeal humor is memorably central to the narrative, making the contemplation of Sizey sexytimes unavoidable.
I am continually alert to mentions of Gulliver’s Travels in any context, from pop culture to academic inquiry, hoping to find digressions into or even explorations of the ribald possibilities presented by the plot. The results are usually disappointing, and I often find myself extrapolating furiously from a single phrase to identify the slightest indication that the author regarded the notion of Sizey sex as anything other than dry social commentary or a sight gag.
Continue reading “The Little Everyman”Consuming Passions
It’s Vore Day again, and what can I say that I haven’t said already? It is definitely an acquired taste, and there are many reasons why someone who otherwise might be into vore would be reluctant to embrace it. The most common reason, I strongly suspect, is the frequency of fatal outcomes. Some of these kinksters take refuge in Safe vore (including my personal variation on Full Tour). For many aficionados, however, there must be a fatal outcome for vore to have any teeth.
If you’re still on the fence, read my essay on Lethality in Size Fantasy. It might make it go down more easily.
El Amante Menguante 