Giant Male - Tumblr Posts
My requests are always open! Feel free to suggest your favorite giant and I'll make a gigantic one!
(I allow myself to refuse if I have no inspiration or materials to work with.. feel free to send pictures if you have a specific request)
Please! I couldn't operate on you for free! My dental office and my family are waiting for me! The heavy voice booming over him : SHUT UP INSECT AND KEEP MASSAGING ME!
Tom! Just because you kept losing doesn't mean you have to shrink us!!
Those were the last words Tom heard, he could finally play quietly
SO!!! Do you accept my raise? Your boss has already paid the fees, hurry up, I'm dying to crush you like a grape
Last Judgement for Poorly Done Renovation Work
Baby bro! Do you hear me? I know I'm not allowed to smell your dirty socks in the bathroom, but that's no way to punish me! DO YOU HEAR ME?? I’m still your big bro!!
First time for my VoreVlog ! Hope this tiny doesn’t scream like a bitch
I told you how weak you are ! Big bro doesn’t lie !
It always feels good to hit his hometown !
I don’t accept anymore a no from you boss! Hope your bones aren’t that fragile
Where tf this bug came from?
Tim had always been the punching bag for his older brother, Josh. Growing up, Josh made Tim’s life a living hell. Shoving him into lockers, tripping him in the hallways, and calling him names. Every prank was a reminder that Tim was weak, and Josh was the king of their little world.
But time has a funny way of changing things. Tim hit a growth spurt and started hitting the gym. By the time he was in his early twenties, he was bigger and stronger than Josh. The years of torment hadn’t been forgotten, though. The anger simmered under Tim’s cool exterior, waiting for the right moment to explode.
One night, as Tim was browsing the internet, he stumbled upon a sketchy site selling a “Shrinking Serum.” The idea was crazy, but the promise was real: reduce someone to the size of a doll. The thought of turning the tables on Josh was too tempting to resist.
Tim bought the serum and waited. A few days later, a small vial arrived in the mail. The liquid inside was a strange, iridescent blue. Tim could barely contain his excitement as he formulated his plan.
A week later, during one of their family get-togethers, Tim slipped the serum into Josh’s beer. It didn’t take long for the effects to kick in. Josh started to feel woozy, his vision blurring, and before anyone knew what was happening, he began to shrink. His clothes swallowed him up as he dwindled down to the size of a toy.
Tim scooped up the tiny, panicked Josh from the floor, grinning like a madman. Josh’s eyes were filled with terror, his tiny voice barely audible.
“Yo, how’s it feel now, bro?” Tim’s voice dripped with satisfaction. “Not so tough anymore, huh?”
Josh’s tiny fists beat uselessly against Tim’s fingers. He tried to yell, but his voice was a pathetic squeak. For the first time, Josh knew what it felt like to be utterly helpless.
Tim took Josh back to his place and dropped him into a small, wire cage. It was a grimy setup, more suited for a rat than a human. Josh looked up at Tim with a mix of fear and pleading, but Tim was stone cold.
“Welcome to your new crib, little man,” Tim sneered. “This is payback for every punch, every shove, every insult.”
Over the next few weeks, Tim reveled in his newfound power. He’d dangle Josh over the toilet, taunting him with the threat of being flushed. He’d drop crumbs of food into the cage, laughing as Josh scrambled to eat. Each act of cruelty was a twisted echo of the past, a way for Tim to reclaim his stolen dignity.
Josh was a broken mess. He spent his days cowering in the corner of the cage, haunted by memories of his own bullying. He was living in a nightmare of his own making, each moment a reminder of his past sins.
Tim’s buddies came over one night, and he decided to show off his “new pet.” He placed the cage on the coffee table and popped open a beer, leaning back with a satisfied grin.
“Check this out,” Tim said, tapping the cage with his finger. “Remember my brother, Josh? Dude’s my pet now.”
Josh looked up at the faces looming over him, humiliation washing over him in waves. The guys laughed and jeered, their voices booming in his tiny ears. It was a hellish reversal of the high school days when Josh had been the one laughing at Tim.
Josh will accept his faith soon or later… Tim wasn’t the kind of dude to turn back
Jake and Mark were the kings of their frat house—big, brawny, and unapologetically dominating. They had the muscles, the attitude, and the confidence to match. Their third roommate, Tim, was the exact opposite: small, timid, and always getting pushed around.
The cramped apartment was an issue. With two massive dudes and one tiny guy sharing such a small space, tensions were bound to rise. Mark, tired of crashing on the couch, grumbled one night, "Man, this ain't working. We need more space."
Jake, lounging on the only other bed, smirked. "Got an idea," he said, pulling a vial from his pocket. "Found this in a chem lab on campus. Supposed to shrink anything."
Tim, who'd been trying to blend into the background, looked up nervously. "What are you guys talking about?"
"Shut up, Tim," Mark snapped. "You're about to solve our space problem."
Before Tim could react, Jake was on him, forcing the serum down his throat. He struggled, but Jake was too strong. In seconds, Tim started to shrink, his screams growing higher-pitched until he was no taller than a soda can.
Jake and Mark laughed, towering over their shrunken roommate. "Now we've got more room," Mark said, kicking Tim's tiny body under the bed. "And a new pet.
The days that followed were a nightmare for Tim. He was forced to run around doing their chores, barely able to keep up with the demands. They treated him like a toy, tossing him back and forth, and worst of all, they made him tend to their sweaty, rank feet after soccer practice.
"Yo, Tim, get in there and clean between my toes," Jake barked, shoving his giant foot into Tim's tiny face.
Tim gagged but complied, knowing resistance was pointless. The smell was overpowering, but he pushed through, scrubbing and massaging as best he could with his minuscule hands.
Mark, watching from the couch, laughed. "Good job, little guy. Maybe we'll let you sleep in a shoe tonight instead of the sock drawer."
Every day was a new humiliation. They'd play catch with him, dunk him in their beer, or trap him under a glass jar for hours. His life had become a constant barrage of their brutal games, their raw laughter echoing around him.
But the worst part wasn't the physical torment—it was the realization that they didn't see him as a person anymore. To Jake and Mark, he was just a weak, tiny creature, there for their amusement.
For Tim, escape seemed impossible. The once-small space of their apartment now felt like an endless prison, with his towering tormentors watching his every move. He was at their mercy, a prisoner of their cruel desires.
Jake and Mark, meanwhile, relished their newfound freedom and space, their domination complete. They had their beds, their room, and their new pet—life was perfect. For them, it was just another day in the frat house. For Tim, it was a living hell.
Stay in your cage you disgusting fag! Imma squeeze you really tight
If you fall you’re gonna go straight to my underwear for the entire summer, right cousin??
You have to understand dad… your not the man of the house from now on… now come to bed in your sons balls
That’s what you get when you cheat with me… hope you’ll enjoy your 3 months vacation
Hey bro ! My dad didn’t want me to meet you guys.. looks like we gonna have some fun !
A giant collab with @macro-collections !
josh always kept trophies after each victory... All that remained was to have fun after each match
Under the blazing sun, Thomas sat on the beach, engrossed in his book, when Paul, the muscle-bound jock, strutted onto the sand, a volleyball tucked under his arm. Paul, always the bully, spotted Thomas occupying the volleyball court and demanded he move aside.
Today, however, Thomas felt an unexpected surge of defiance. "No," he replied firmly, surprising even himself. Paul smirked, his eyes glinting with mischief as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a strange device he’d found in the school lab, zapping Thomas in a flash of light. As Thomas shrank down to mere inches tall, panic set in.
Paul laughed gleefully, his enormous form looming over the terrified nerd. He pressed his toes into the sand, playfully trapping the minuscule Thomas beneath his foot, relishing the feeling of power he had long sought. Thomas squirmed, the grains of sand shifting around him as he realized his worst nightmare had come true. What was once a simple beach day now became the ultimate punishment, Paul’s twisted game unfolding with every laugh and every squeeze, as he reveled in the torment of the one he had so ruthlessly bullied for years.