Columbia

So I finally cracked and wrote a political size-fantasy story. This one has death, destruction, hard vore, scat, and more catharsis than we’re ever likely to see from our actual political system. Felt good to write it, though.


 

It was a Sunday morning, just like Pearl Harbor.  I was having a smoke before the start of my shift at the Washington Monument.  I had that job since they finally reopened after the renovations.  Of course it’s closed again like all the rest.  I suppose I should be looking for another job, but I just don’t see the point.

I was on the observation floor when it first hit.  It wasn’t very long, less than two seconds.  A sharp jolt shook the Monument, and I felt it worst on top.  I didn’t have time to worry about the Monument falling down, and afterward I spent several minutes just holding a railing and convincing myself that it was over and that I would be okay.  I was mistaken on both points.

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Accommodations

Valeria&Elizabetta

My GiantJuly19 entry.  Author Notes at bottom.


 

I came here to get away from humans.

The island was perfect, well-forested and well north of the trade currents.  I had built a cabin and learned the local fisheries.  I had even cultivated some elderberries.  It was too good to last.

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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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