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.
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.
As is often the case when I’m fantasizing about being giant or relatively large, I rely on my experiences as a shrunken man to help empathize. As a tiny guy, I’m afraid I would hate having to share a giantess with other tinies. I’d much rather share her with other giants, either in a gentle or a tormenting context, than have any competition as a pet or a toy. I’m quite aware that this “possessive tiny” attitude is a bit selfish, and that being giant means feeling unrestricted and unbeholden. If a giantess would have me as one tiny among many, I couldn’t complain, but I wouldn’t be happy, either.
I suspect this attitude is common among the tiny ladies who might fall into my grip, and I, for one, respect that. A one-on-one relationship is much simpler, and I genuinely enjoy overwhelming a tiny lady with all of my enormous attention and scrutiny. I am her entire world, and I don’t want her thinking that I would either let anything happen to her or allow her to escape. Frequent one-on-one encounters reinforce that.
There are those tiny ladies who, on a certain level, crave the neglect or even contempt of their giant captor. I would oblige this, keeping them in a jar or a desk drawer while I go about my business. If being one of many tiny captives makes the neglect more satisfying, I’d indulge that, too.
Sometimes I worry about little ladies not having anyone else to talk to. I can’t have them using the Internet, because eventually some nosy hacker or perv or ex-boyfriend will trace them back to me, but if their personalities are compatible I could easily see keeping a small harem of tiny gals for use either in sequence or in combination. I imagine they might try to gang up on me verbally, which I would tolerate but eventually reproach.
I don’t know if I’ll ever find anything attractive about being large enough to “encounter” an entire city or civilization. Nothing wrong with that at all; it’s just not for me.
ETA: I could definitely see myself as a 100-foot-tall giant rampaging across Themyscira. Those girls are always up for a fight.
Taedis has generously and industriously compiled twenty-eight size fantasy stories into a paperback volume that she will give away at SizeCon2020. Diligently, she has included URLs for all authors so you can find their other work. I am honored that she included my story Glad You Came, which I wrote as a tribute to everyone who worked so hard to make the first SizeCon possible.