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Team Work
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Brad huffed as he lifted up the bright pink barbell that weighed close to nothing. It was made of lightweight plastic and even though it was perfect size for him, it did absolutely nothing to help out his workouts.
“Hold that pose!” Matt ordered, his voice booming even though he was speaking at a normal register.
Brad, although he was cursing on the inside, forced a smile onto his face and made it look as if the Barbie prop was extremely heavy for him. The flash of the camera flickered and he tossed the plastic to the the floor of the hamster cage he was in.
Matt mock-frowned. “Aww, what’s wrong, Little Guy?” he teased.
Brad looked up at the guy who seemed more like a skyscraper from his new position. The seven inch tall bodybuilder just glared and fought with every fiber of his being not to say or do anything that would piss off his master. “Nothing,” he squeaked in his chipmunk sounding voice, having to shout just so that the giant could hear him.
“That’s what I thought,” Matt huffed. “Now get on the wheel so we can take some pictures of you doing cardio.”
It wasn’t bad enough that Matt had shrank the formally 5’9’’ bodybuilder to just seven inches tall, but he forced him to live in a tiny hamster cage with lots of plastic toys that resembled workout equipment for dolls. He’d take pictures and post them on his blog, the followers taking enjoyment in seeing Brad being humiliated and treated like he was an insignificant rodent.
“C’mon!” Brad whined in his squeaky voice, already turning red at the thought of those embarrassing pictures floating around online.
The cage opened up and a massive hand reach inside and picked up Brad by the back of his shirt.
Brad felt dizzy as the room whirred around him as he was lifted up, being brought up right in front of his master’s enormous face. “If you’re not gonna behave, then I suppose I could always flush you,” Matt taunted. He stomped through the house which looked like an entire town from Brad’s tiny perspective. He entered the bathroom and in a quick flick of his wrist, tossed Brad into the enormous porcelain toilet.
Brad spurted as he resurfaced, splashing around in the toilet water as he tried to stay afloat. He kicked his tiny legs wildly and swam to the edge of the bowl, panicking when there was nothing for him to get a grip onto to steady himself.
“Now,” Matt taunted again, his fingers grazing the toilet handle, “are you gonna be a good pet and listen?”
Brad’s heart raced in his shrunken chest and he eagerly nodded as he treaded the toilet water. “Yes!” he screamed, his throat growing hoarse as he used all of his power to make double sure the giant could hear him.
“Good,” Matt smiled, fishing him out and quickly running him under the faucet at the sink.
Brad gasped for breath as he rested in the hands of the giant man who was now in complete control of his life. He was a seven inch tall bodybuilder, completely at the whim of the dominant man who was bent on humiliating him due to his puny size.
Once he was back in the hamster cage, he scurried over to the wheel and immediately jumped on it.
Matt grinned as he took a picture of the shrunken bodybuilder running on the hamster wheel, still wet from being in the toilet. He couldn’t wait to post these pictures online along with a blurb describing what he’d had to do in order to get his pet Brad to cooperate.
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heres a little ~*~preview~*~ of the first chapter
“The first thing that I noticed when I came to was the deafeningly loud ringing of my ears. There was nothing, only this terrible pressure on my head and the rough stinging of my palms and knees. I felt as though I was disembodied, merely floating, helpless, above my nearly unconscious body.
My senses began to slowly return to me in small waves, first with the ringing in my ears dying down to a whisper, my eyes were glued shut by dried tears, and then the tingling of my limbs moving up from the tips of my fingers and toes. I let a groan loose from my lips as I slowly bent my sore and battered limbs, checking for injuries. Where the hell was I? What happened? I bit my lip in pain as I sat up and lifted my palms to my eyes and wiped the gunk from my lashes, slowly cracking them open. My blurry surroundings finally came into focus, blobs of green slowly turning into ginormous... stalks of grass...? My eyes widened as I frantically whipped my head around, fully taking in everything around me. Everything was huge. Utterly ginormous. It was incomprehensible to my weak and fragile mind. The world swam around me as tears of fright filled my eyes. I stumbled to my feet, ignoring my body's protests of pain, and let my gaze sweep over all that was around me. Blades of vibrantly green grass ended around my hips, and the trees... well they soared to heights my squinting eyes couldn't even make out. The sun shone brutally down on my tired skin, quickly warming me to the point of uncomfortable moistness. I stumbled backwards as a black shadow swooped above me, wind rustling my unkempt hair. I suddenly went cold all over, a bead of sweat dropped down the small of my back. That raven was larger than my minuscule self, the size difference baffled me. My breaths came in short heaving gasps. No. This couldn't be happening. I was a mere 4 inches tall in this strange and unfamiliar world. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I stumbled towards the shelter of a tree root. I was so tiny. So small.”
Where do these Fetishes (sexual and non) come from?
Theory time, esteemed public!
Someone asked me about how I got into BE & gts (etc.), and composing my long-ass self-centred answer made me wonder - What about the rest of you all?
Why do you think you’re into this stuff?
Remember, there are no wrong answers ;)