Short Shrift

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 inhabited both of them, separately, during one my most obsessing fetish scenarios. An abiding delight.


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The Queen’s Education

Before the Internet revealed all of us to each other and encouraged us to make size content by size pervs for size pervs, we had to mentally “repurpose” mainstream size content. Such sources were usually sci-fi or horror or, tediously often, children’s entertainment. Here follows my ribald extrapolation from The 3 Worlds of Gulliver, which I imagined took place after Gulliver cures the Queen but before his witch trial.

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From the Archives – 20210301

Added one page to Original Stories by Olo:

The Better Man 

My first attempt at a true giantess rampage.

Giant Couple, FM/everyone else, Growth, Violence, Cruelty, Blasphemy, Watersports, Macrotheological Voluntarism, Feet, Patricide, Infanticide, Vore, Blue Lives Don’t Particularly Matter, Giant Pisshole Entrapment, Vaginal Insertion

02 Sep 2016

The Abomination

Ungoliant by Florent Boston

This one is pure horror. No sexytimes, just woman-kaiju vore. Inspired by Nyx and Aphrodite.


Cadmus was brought back to consciousness by the change in the rhythm of waves slapping the ship’s hull.  For days he had been relying on the steady cadence to stave off both nausea and nightmares.  The latter had provoked the crew to confine him to the bilge, and his screaming only abated when the boatswain had given him the last of his opium stash.

He could hear the crew moving to their stations and re-rigging the sails.  Lots of orders were shouted as the pilot began negotiating a delicate course.  We’re making port, thought Cadmus.  What should have been a relief was instead a wave of dread washing over him.  It seemed safer at sea, he thought.

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Categorical Imperative

A one-off sketch from the BBC Three show The Wrong Door

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.

Everything I Ever

A Fascinating Find by BoomGTS

MyHeavenOct20 entry. Author Notes at bottom. Update: See this NSFWP image by Hoven4.


“I wish I could have a little man of my own.”

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.

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MyHeavenOct20 — Feedback Submitted

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.