this is a macro/micro kink blog! i will post about noncon & other potentially sensitive subjects! please clarify that you are 18+ if you interact with this blog!!!!
words of affirmation are what fuel me lol, please feel free to pester (comment, message, ask, etc) always welcome :)
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giant pouring OIL and RUBBING IT INTO the terrified tiny person who is IMMOBILIZED and is panting and on the verge of panic attack and completely at the mercy of this giant⊠OILED UP TINY, DID YALL HEAR THIS? fuck!
#imagine humping urself on a nipple until it âcumsâ and floods u with milk#i mean what @nsfoxxxw
she notices u getting close and squeezes her tit, spraying milk into u so vigorously ur belly bulges out, and then teases u and makes u lick up everything u "missed"
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been thinking of 'The Drama' by Kristoffer Borgli as a macro/micro concept and its sooo good. emma reveals that she has a micro fetish, maybe admits to fucking with noncon? in front of her tiny husband charlie (who she is set to marry in like 3 days) and a couple of their mutual friends (including one who is like 'i know a micro who was assaulted/killed like that you are so fucked in the head!'). obviously emma immediately regrets the confession and does everything in her power to reassure charlie that she would never dream of hurting him. later they try to fuck but all charlie can think about/wonder/fear is what aspect of this is she getting off to? what is she imaging? what is she capable of doing to him? hot!
OBSESSION by curry barker but itâs freaking microâŠ
a human (very similar to one of us) is fantasizing about borrowers being real and takes a make-a-wish-willow and aloud saying: âi wish borrowers were real and there was one on my bedâŠ. â
stick snaps and they open their eyes and look down and BOOM a tiny person on their bed. the human is absolutely cheesed & the borrower is speechless; just totally stunned & (like in the movie) is becoming a real person in this moment.
i think they would be shocked as they become conscious but also they would have an understanding of how borrowers exist, therefore they existed (like prior to this they lived in the walls) and they are flabbergasted and so confused how they are on this bed and are horrified because the number one rule is DO NOT BE SEEN!
i think the borrower is desperately trying to figure out HOW THE HELL they were caught and the moments leading up to this and cannoit recall at all (because prior to this they didnât exist but obviously there is no way they could understand that)
and then on top of that the human probably scoops them up and is manhandling them and keeps cooing and going: âi canât believe it workedâ, âi canât believe youâre realâ, âyouâre so tinyâ so on and so forth and then they probably get horny and also maybe evil
i just donât think weâre borrower-ifying enough media⊠i want perverted micro fan-fiction about EVERY MOVIE, SHOW, YOUTUBER, STREAMER, ETC DROPPING RIGHT NOW! letâs get those pens out!!!!
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Joseph struggled to look up at the immense being in front of him. He craned his neck back and tried to cover his eyes from the glare of the sun. Even crouching down, the giant towered far overhead. It was hard to make out the other manâs expression, making Joseph consider if he had made a mistake drawing the attention of something so big. Something that could crush him under foot or worse if it so desired.Â
With sweaty palms, Joseph spoke loudly, âHey, I just moved into the village nearby! One of the guards said I should introduce myself to you. Iâm Joseph!â He hoped the giant could hear him fine.
The village guard had told Joseph earlier that it would be best to introduce himself to the giant, since he tended to interact closely with the villagers. Or at least thatâs what they had told him. Joseph had thought the guard had laughed a little as he walked away, but had assumed he misheard and brushed it off earlier.
He was starting to feel nervous as the giant didnât respond. After a moment, the giant responded curtly, âIâm Ignatius.â Joseph waited for him to say more, but that seemed to be it. Joseph spoke again, âItâs nice to meet you! Iâve never seen someone so big before.â The giant, Ignatius, continued to blankly stare down at Joseph. Joseph could feel sweat running down his back. Maybe this had been some kind of cruel prank by the guard, to make him annoy the giant. Maybe he was an idiot.
Again, after a couple moments, Ignatius responded, âYea. Nice to meet you.â Joseph could feel himself deflating, not sure if he could keep this up much longer. Joseph quickly said, âWell, Iâll um see you around I guess.â He turned and hurried out of the giantâs shadow back towards the village. Best to leave before he did anything else stupid.Â
Ignatius inhaled sharply and stood. God, Chase really knew his type, huh. He felt like he had just used every ounce of his willpower not to scare the tiny man. Ignatiusâ mind was still racing thinking of what heâd like to do with such a cute human. He could practically imagine the feeling of the small man squirming against him, the taste of his skin, the faces he hoped heâd make.Â
Ignatius quickly turned away, hoping Joseph hadnât happened to look back. He could feel himself getting worked up. Even facing the other way, he couldnât help but using a hand to cover his crotch. Despite this, his mind kept racing.Â
Imagining his tongue pressed between the small manâs legs. Imagining the small man pressed between his own. Imagining- Ignatius had to stop himself. He needed to keep acting normal if he didnât want to scare Joseph off for good. But, even imagining the scared face of the tiny man made him feel hot again.
While they're having sex Kieran asks if they can experiment with Omari's size-shifting.
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Omari gasped as Kieran shoved him against the wall, mouth crashing into his in a searing kiss. Exhilaration crept up his spine at the heat of itâwant pulling and pushing at him as their tongues crashed into each other. âFuckâŠâ He panted softly into the manâs mouth.
They were intertwined entirely, Kieranâs hands were buried in his hair and Omariâs were desperately fisting his shirt. A moan slipped from Kieranâs lips as Omari hiked his hands under his shirt, his hands ran up his stomach, over his nipples, his navel, whatever he could reach.
His hands gripped his waist and pulled him impossibly closer.
He felt his lips twitch into a smirk and shuddered as the manâs hand ran up his back, âYouâre so fucking hot.â Kieran mumbled, his hand pressing to the back of his neck to pull him closer.
Their lips locked together; Omari slid his hands under his arms and over his broad shoulders. âBedroomâŠâ His voice was soft and hoarse. âNowâŠâ His lips brushed Kieranâs with each word, not daring to put space between them.
Kieran grinned and reluctantly detached his lips from Omari, like it physically pained him to stop. Omari chased his lips instinctively, pressing one more easy kiss to his lips.
Kieran pulled him back, steering him towards his room. Omari stumbled backwards, laughing as he trusted Kieran to guide him. He yelped as he fell back onto the bed, watching as Kieran tugged off his shirt. Omari swallowed thickly and propped himself up on his elbows to take him in. He was so fucking hot, tattoos scrawled up his side, curled around his nipples. His brain was buzzing; he wanted to taste them, trail them with his tongue.
âLike what you see?â Kieran teased as Omari wet his lips.
He unbuttoned his pants and let them drop to the floor. He looked at Omari, challenging him.
Omari slid off the bed and onto his knees. The cotton in front of him was hot and full. He opened his mouth and tasted him through the fabric. He felt the manâs half-hard cock twitch through the thin fabric, He whimpered softly, hands coming up behind him to massage his ass. By the time he pulled back the boxers were tented, straining under the manâs arousal.
He looked up at Kieran through his lashes, the manâs hands laced in his hair and tugged him forward. Omari pulled down the manâs boxers, letting them drop. He licked his lips before pressing a wet, warm trail of kisses along his hipbone. Kieran groaned and Omari smirked.
âFuck⊠Youâre such a teaseâŠâ The man whined, his hand tugging Omariâs hair.
With that Omari took him into his mouth, delighted by the moans above him. Music to his ears. Kieran raked his fingers through Omariâs hair encouragingly as he swirled his tongue over his head.
âJesusâŠâ Kieran hissed, bucking into his mouth as sucked him off. âFuck, OmariâŠâ
He sucked with vigor, breathing through his nose and hollowing his cheeks. He wanted to impress him, make him feel good. His hands pulled him closer as he began to buck into his mouth. He looked up through his lashes, meeting Kieranâs eyes.
His mouth was agape, eyes glazed in pleasure, he moaned and threw his head back. Omari dutifully swallowed his load before wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. Kieran guided him to his feet and he was kissed deeply.
Omari pulled away with a smile, he let Kieran tug off his shirt. He let him lower him to the bed. And watched as climbed on top of him, straddling him. Omariâs hands traced the tattoos spiraling up his side.
Kieran smirked, his thumb ran along the edge of the tape on Omariâs chest. He licked his lips and hesitated.
Omari cocked his head and grinned, âWhat?â He asked, searching his face.
Kieran met his eyes, âCould you shrink for me?â
Instantly everything shifted. The smile on his face faltered. âWhat?â
Kieranâs hands trailed along his abdomen. âWell, I know you can and Iâve just⊠never seen you do it before.â
âSo you want me to do it now?â He cocked a brow, unable to hide the disgust on his face. âAre you fucking with me right now?â Omari asked, grabbing his chin so Kieran would meet his eyes.
Kieran blinked in surprise. âWhat? Câmon Iâll make you feel good, baby.â He whispered, leaning forward to catch his lips.
Omari let him kiss him, trying to think this through. His instinct was to push him off, cuss him out for being a creep and leave. But this was their third hookup, heâd never brought it up prior. Sloan had introduced them, Omari knew they wouldnât encourage him to sleep with some pervert. Plus they ran in the same circles, always at the same parties, if he walked out now things could get messy. âPlease, Omari?â Kieran mumbled into his mouth.
He took advantage of the manâs eyes being closed to roll his. âFine.â Omari mumbled, pushing himself back on the bed. He put distance between them.
âReally?â Kieranâs excitement was almost laughable. âCool.â
âYeah, but youâve gotta be gentle. And if I tell you to stop, listen. Got it?â His voice was sharp, still a bit uncertain about this. All hookups were based on trust, taking chances. This wasnât any different.
Kieran nodded quickly. âFor sure, Iâll be careful. I swear.â He promised, flashing him a reassuring smile.
Omari looked at him once more before taking a deep breath and closing his eyes. He willed himself to shrink. Five inches; he was good at controlling it, it had taken years of practice. He opened his eyes, blinking away the vertigo.
âHoly shit.â Kieran breathed, even while whispering his voice was so much louder, almost echoing. Omari looked up, watching as the man laid in front of him. âHey.â He whispered, smiling softly.
His hand came behind him, carefully cupping his back. His thumb brushed over his chest before gently over his jaw. Kieran smiled softly. âCan I kiss you?â He asked softly.
Omari shivered before nodding. He hated feeling so nervous, he closed his eyes as Kieranâs lips pressed into his face. They were gentle, warm, and plush. He felt stupid for making this a big deal, he trusted Kieran. He was gentle and kind, he wasnât the type to overstep. He melted into the kiss and brought his hand up to touch his jaw; it was dizzying to remember this was the man he was sucking off just moments ago.
Kieran pulled away with a soft smile. Omari gripped his thumb as Kieran lifted him carefully, he watched the giant toss aside the boxers heâd shrank out of. He gasped softly as the manâs pinkie came up between his thighs.
âYouâre so wet.â He mumbled with a grin, âDoes this turn you on?â He asked as he brushed his pinkie along his cunt, the tip pressing into his dick.
Omari arched his back. âFuck.â He mumbled, âYeah, Kieran please-â He rutted into his finger, glancing up at the giant.
His eyes were sparkling. âGod youâre perfect.â He mumbled, âCan I eat you out?â
Omari nodded eagerly, âPleaseâŠâ He whispered breathlessly. Kieran laid him on the pillow and he caught his breath as the man leaned forward.
It had been at least a year since heâd hooked up with anyone at this size, he forgot how sensitive he got. Kieran pressed his lips to his chest, his stomach, his tongue sneaking into his navel. Omari watched, whimpering at the warmth of his tongue. He watched the giant nose between his thighs and gripped the pillow case desperately.
The tip of his nose brushed between his lips before quickly being replaced with his tongue. The moan that came out of Omari was choked and frantic. âKieranâŠâ He whimpered as the tongue ran along his cunt before circling his dick. It throbbed as he sucked at it carefully. He threw his head back into the pillow.
His grip on the pillow case was white knuckled. âYou like that?â Kieran mumbled into his cunt, his tongue ran over his thighs as he eagerly lapped at the tiny man.
If Omari wasnât so overcome with pleasure he wouldâve laughed, such a stupid question. He arched his back and spread his legs. âS-SlowerâŠâ He hissed.
He panted as the tongue dragged along his pussy, slow, deliberate. The tip of his tongue ran along his dick, pressing it between his tongue and upper lip. Omariâs legs shook and he whined; he could feel Kieranâs eyes on him.
He opened his eyes and glanced up. Omari met his massive eyes, they were drinking him in. Glazed over the same way theyâd been when Omari had been sucking him off. He choked on a moan, âKieran, Iâm⊠Fuck-â He thrusted against the manâs tongue. Omari choked on a sob and he was gone; the orgasm hit him like a truck. He allowed Kieran to lap at the cum dripping out of him before the sensitivity set in, and he pushed himself back.
He laid back, mouth open and panting as his head buzzed. âJesusâŠâ He whimpered, he reached up to wipe the tears from his eyes. He looked up and shot a tired smile at Kieran, who smirked back. The giant leaned down and pressed a delicate kiss to his jaw, his massive chin resting carefully on his chest. Omari carefully ran his hand along his massive cheekbone. âWas this everything you were dreaming of?â He teased.
Kieran laughed softly and nodded. âAnd more.â He whispered. âIâve never slept with someone tiny, but Iâve always wanted to.â
âYeah, I gathered.â Omari chuckled softly. He kissed his nose gently. âIs that, the uh, reason you wanted to fuck me?â He asked hesitantly, insecurity spiking his heart.
Kieran thought for a moment, âKind of, but youâre also really hot and cool.â He told him with a smile. âWhen I found out you could size-shift it was kind of a bonus.â He shrugged, turning a bit bashful.
Omari smiled softly, he was relieved to be in control of the conversation. âI think youâre really hot and cool too, Kieran.â He told him as his hand ran over his cheek.
He smiled and leaned into the gentle touch. âCan I ask you something?â He asked, waiting for Omariâs nod. âWhatâs the smallest you ever got?â
Omari pushed off his unease, he was just curious⊠He licked his lips, taking a deep breath as he thought about it. âI was a lot younger, like high school and I had this like⊠Meltdown, I ended up shrinking to like⊠Half a centimeter.â He watched Kieranâs eyes widen as he tried to imagine how small that would be. âIt was insane and horrifying. Obviously.â Kieran nodded, frowning softly. âWhen I was a teenager I was just so dysregulated, my emotions were all over the place everything felt like the end of the world, I was constantly shrinking, it would last for like⊠Days at a time.â
âHow did you fix that?â Kieran asked softly.
âMoving out of my parents house, transitioning, and mood stabilizers,â he answered easily. âItâs fine now,â he added as Kieranâs eyes shifted towards pity. âI can control it, shrink whenever I want, clearly.â He gestured to himself.
Kieran smiled softly and nodded.âWell, yâknow Iâd take care of you if you were ever stuck like that right?â
Omari stared at him, unease creeping up on him. He rolled his eyes and scoffed. âShut up.â He mumbled, averting his eyes from the adoring eyes that peered down at him.
âWhat?â The giant chuckled, pecking the side of his head. âItâs like the whole âI would love you if you were a wormâ thing.â He teased.
Omari winced. âYeah but Iâm not a fucking worm, Kieran.â He snapped, shoving his face. âJust because Iâm small doesnât make me a bug.â He shifted in discomfort, suddenly wishing he was big again.
The giant blinked in surprise and lifted his chin off of him. âOmari, Câmon. You know I donât mean it like that.â
âReally? You couldâve fooled me.â He grit his teeth. âGod IâŠâ He felt hurt, heâd trusted this guy. âYou love this shit and itâs disgusting. I can see right through you. Itâs not cute, itâs disturbing, Kieran.â
When he finally lifted his gaze the eyes he met were cold, icy. Full of disdain. Fear washed over him, he pushed himself up. âIâm going home, Kieran.â He told him, willing his voice not to tremble.
âWhy are you being so weird about this?â Kieran asked, frowning down at him.
Omariâs eyes widened, âWhy am I being so weird about this?â He laughed in disbelief. âAre you serious?â
âWe were having a good time, you were enjoying this, Omari.â He frowned, sitting up. The sheer size of him made Omariâs stomach drop.
âWe were-â He bit his tongue, worried he might piss him off more he glanced around the room. Where the fuck did he leave his phone? âKieran, I need you to call Sloan right now. Iâm serious.â He hesitated. âI had a great time, and I, I really like you. And you know that.â Which is why this was all that much more painful. âBut I need to go home now, okay?â Omariâs words were measured and careful.
He watched his face nervously, âThis is so fucking stupid.â Kieran hissed, shoving himself off the bed. He tugged on his boxers and grabbed Omariâs phone from his jeans. He tossed it towards him on the bed and left the room. The door slammed loudly.
Omari jumped as the door slammed, he wiped his eyes and crawled to his phone. He shakily stamped his hand into the keypad; dialing his roommateâs number. It immediately went to voicemail, he winced and hung up before calling again. Their stupid fucking do not disturb. They picked up on the second ring.
âYo! Whatâs-â
âI need you to come get me, like now.â His voice was soft and trembling, worried that Kieran was listening from outside the door.
For the moment the line was silent, âAre you⊠Did you shrink?â
Omari groaned in frustration, âYes, I need you to get me. Hurry, please.â He whimpered, running his hand through his hair nervously. It seemed like the urgency finally clicked; he could hear them grabbing their keys and opening the front door.
âGive me like ten minutes, should I, do you need me to stay on the line?â They asked, wind distorting their voice as they ran to the car.
Omari bit his lip hard and shook his head, before remembering they couldnât see him. âNo, just,â He winced as his voice cracked, âJust hurry. Please.â He mumbled, voice unsteady.
He hung up and swallowed back a sob. He wiped his eyes quickly. âFuck.â He whimpered. He felt so fucking naive; vulnerable and small on this massive bed. Why had he ever agreed to shrink? Omari really fucking liked this guy, he trusted him. He felt like such an idiot. He took a deep breath and stood, wincing at how wet he still was.
He shouldâve known, how could he not know? He thought back on every moment between them, searching for any indication of his fetish. He considered what he couldâve done to him and shuddered. He swallowed thickly and stood; he climbed onto the bedside table and tugged a tissue from the box. He wrapped it around himself like an oversized blanket. He stiffened as the door opened.
He turned to see Kieran, âI would never hurt you Omari.â He murmured. âIâve always⊠Iâve always had a fascination with tiny people. I donât know what it is, but it doesnât mean thereâs anything wrong with meâŠâ
Omari frowned, stepping back on the table. âI never⊠I never said that there was anything wrong with you-â
âBut youâre fucking, looking at me like that! Youâre looking at me like Iâm a fucking monster!â He shouted, Omari flinched. âI didnât do anything wrong! You agreed to this!â He snapped, Omariâs eyes watered helplessly. âThis is so fucking stupidâŠâ In two easy strides Kieran was able to close the distance between them, Omari stepped so far back that his heels were at the edge of the bedside table. Kieran leaned down; he was so close that Omari could feel his breath. âI should just-â
The doorbell rang out, a cheery ding that echoed throughout the house. For a moment everything was still, Omari held his breath and watched as Kieran grit his teeth before turning on his heel and leaving the room.
Omari felt like his knees were gonna give out, he hugged himself helplessly and dissociated until Sloan came running into the room. They spotted Omari and carefully scooped him up. Theyâd held him a million times, the hands were familiar⊠Safe.
Kieran stood in the doorframe. âDonât forget his shit.â He muttered.
Sloan held him to their chest and grabbed his phone and the clothes off the floor before pushing past Kieran. They didnât say a word to him. Omari curled his hands into Sloanâs shirt as they ran to the car. âAre you okay? Are you hurt?â They asked nervously.
Omari could only shake his head. He hiccuped on a weak sob, he was trembling. âHe⊠He didnât even- God, Iâm such a fucking idiot.â He whimpered weakly. âI canât believe I-â
âOmari-â
âI shouldâve known, Sloan. Iâm fucking stupid.â He hiccuped.
âOmari, youâre shrinkingâŠâ Sloan whispered softly. He looked up, eyes widening as he realized how much roomier their palm was. His bottom lip wobbled, âLetâs get you home, youâre okayâŠâ Sloan reassured softly. âI got youâŠâ
Omari squeezed his eyes shut and clung to them as they started the car. He helplessly dwindled to a centimeter as they cried.
person with shrinking powers forced to be a weaponâŠ.. gun to their head. âwe need them shrunk to transport them. shrink them all or weâll kill every last one of them and then you.â the ensuing abuse of the tiny captives. the perversion of a power that theyâve only ever used for light hearted play and bonding before. being looked at so monstrously. yeeeaaaahhh.
uncertain about the wide-eyed shaky weirdo who shrunk you until they go rogue one night, shrink all your captors, and smash them flat with a phone book in a panicked frenzy. OH OKAY YEAH AWESOME
what if their powers are temporary within a time limit. and they've always played it super safe with consensual shrinking never more than an hour or two and it's always felt good it's always brought them closer to friends and partners and people enjoy it and seek it out and it's been days now and they've seen every nightmarish way someone's tiny size could be exploited and the people ask can you turn us back and they dont answer
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frozen in place, wide-eyed, shaking, the giant pinching you between delicate fingers. analyzing every twitch in its facial muscles, every narrowing of its eyes. its expression lights up. "you," it says, "you are just incredible"
"Quitting smoking was tough," your coworker told you. "I tried replacing it with chewing gum, but I just hurt my jaw." They stick out their tongue, revealing a naked, glistening, panting micro. It shot you a pained look before it disappeared again. "This thing's perfect, though. Highly recommend."