Microfiction Compilation 2023-01
For 2023, I'm trying to write at least one microfic of at least 150 words every day. The first month was a bit inconsistent, but I was starting to get into my stride by the end of the month.Be advised there are a lot of kinks in this. Some are relatively mundane, such as feet and macro/micro. Some are very heavy such as watersports, smegma, and snuff. Tags are at the bottom of each story due to how I format these when posting them to my Telegram channel every day.
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For 2023, I'm trying to write at least one microfic of at least 150 words every day. The first month was a bit inconsistent, but I was starting to get into my stride by the end of the month.
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Source https://www.furaffinity.net/view/48426862/
Artist MagPi
Expectations by MagPi is a perfect example of the kind of giant it's fun to be around. Or, perhaps more accurately, beneath.
Mag's a good bird. They really are. But they also know just how to make some subby little thing squirm in the perfect amount of fear. The sort of critter who wants to be a gnat lucky enough to worship those overwhelmingly powerful talons, knowing that Mag could make good on that threat of death on a whim. A bug who will be a whimpering -- yet hopelessly aroused -- worshipper as they put their tongue to work both praising and licking those talons.
So yes, Mag, of course we're lucky. We're being threatened with a good time. ????
Artist QuoteFox
Little Rab by QuoteFox shows off how to treat a busty rabbit: Like a fucktoy.
There are three men there. A lady like her has three holes. What a useful coincidence!
Really, though, this is the kind of situation you don't get into unless you actually want it. Those men absolutely do, judging by how hard those massive, throbbing cocks are. Any one of those dicks would be enough to wreck someone her size, given that they're thicker than her arms and almost as long. The size difference isn't going to stop them, though. If anything, it clearly has enticed them to fuck her senseless.
Just look at her in that second pic, taking those cocks like a champ. Most people couldn't handle something even half that size, but she's doing just fine. She is crying and choking on it; this kind of fucking is still brutal even if you want it. Her entire body would be rocked by those thrusts, cocks shoving her back and forth upon them. Her jaw would be aching, as would her ass and cunt, just from being stretched to its very limit. But she's not done until those men are done and they seem like they'll be going for a long, long time.
#male #female #straight #group
Source https://www.furaffinity.net/view/44050235/
Artist PinkGirlPen
Featuring Drake the Roo
This sketch page of Drake Kangaroo by Pen is a shining example of that fact Drake stinks. I don't mean that as an insult, either. It's just a fact.
Those immaculately-maintained sneakers are just a deception. The moment he takes those off, the smell of those raunchy socks is going to fill the room and let everyone know who is in charge. "Kiss my sweaty, post-workout feet fresh from my gym sneakers~" he teases, knowing damn well that some people will be revulsed by the suggestion and others will be too turned on to refuse.
Maybe if you do a good enough job huffing his socks, he'll let you take them off and get at his bare feet. Massive, hot, sweaty feet that befit a kangaroo. That toe ring reading smell is an order. Not that you could resist, could you? The stink fills the room, and the taste is soon going to ruin your tongue. Better get to work.
Or you could just tame him by throwing your own socks on his nose. Your call.
Source https://www.furaffinity.net/view/47712488/
Artist TrimHeartache
Bugs in her office by TrimHeartache is a perfect example of the kind of contempt dragons often show to inferior beings.
Five of those micros have already been snuffed out, reduced to nothing but a useless smear on the floor. Fitting, really, considering that a micro is useless even at the best of times, save for its ability to provide pleasure to those whose lives actually matter. The remaining survivors can only look on in horror, or have already been captured for Eve's later abuses. None of those on the floor are thicker than the soles of her footwear, meaning that even the bottom of her toes would loom above them. But far, far above that, Eve herself is sneering maliciously to her victims. Micros aren't worthy of being spoken to. Words aren't necessary to convey their place. All it takes is a cruel gaze, a simple step, and their lives are erased. All without her dirtying her beautiful feet at all.
Source https://www.furaffinity.net/view/35968521/
Artist MagPi
Extreme French kissing isn't something you see often, but MagPi depicts it incredibly well.
It really goes to show that, even within macro/micro, the way you use your size is important. Maggie here is probably only two or three times that fox, but I'm sure that magpie looks far bigger from the mammal's perspective. After all, every one of the fox's senses is being assaulted by the avian.
That dark beak closing around his head limits just how much he can see, and most what he can see is the inside of that maw, doubtlessly glistening with saliva and fading into the abyss of a bird's throat. The humid air surely carries the scent of the bird's last meal, assuming the fox can breathe a tall with the tongue in his throat. The weight of Mag's body bears down to pin the fox just where they want him, overwhelming that body. And of course, that tongue. That powerful, thick tongue. Saliva seems to be pouring right into that fox's mouth, almost as if to mark it. The fox's throat might well be getting stretched by it as the tongue slides in as deeply as Mag wants to, doubtlessly to elicit just the right kind of fear from the mammal. That hot muscle would have free reign of the fox's mouth, asserting dominance in a way that words never could.
No wonder the fox is crying. It's not just a natural reaction to having one's throat violated so thoroughly, but the mix of fear and perhaps lust are surely contributing it to it as well. The fox is just another plaything to Maggie until the bird relents. The fox might "know" they're going to survive this, but that doesn't mean Mag's going to go easy on them at all.
#size_difference #mammal #bird #oral_sex
Source https://www.furaffinity.net/view/747987/
Artist Ahastar
EXorzismus by Ahastar is a picture that's at least fifteen years old now, but it was one of the first hardcore micro trampling pieces I can remember seeing on the web.
The trampling cage set up here is perfect for the purpose. Those bars are imposing to the micro-sized white-scaled deinonychus trapped within, but they're barely an obstacle at all to the raptor trampling him into a paste. Those almighty reptilian soles have no mercy on the micro beneath them, either. One-footed stomping. Two feet. Grinding. Twisting. Crushing. Splattering. All culminating in a double-footed trampoline jumping that reduces even the impossibly-durable micro to nothing more than a splatter of gore and a stain at the bottom of the cage to serve as a warning to the next victim that they, too, are about to be snuffed out by a velociraptor who will take great pleasure in erasing them.
#macro #death #snuff #feet #reptile
Source https://www.furaffinity.net/view/47206131/
Artist Slegar
Slegarmight still be understating this adventurer's fate by calling it a Devastating Failure.
Given the size of the giant in this pic, even the best-prepared adventurer in the world would find it to be an unwinnable fight. For a kobold clearly underleveled to fight something even its own size? It's a joke. A cruel joke leading to a cruel death. Giants sometimes play with their victims, but Slegar clearly has no interest in dragging out the game here. A single hit is all it takes.
It might not have even been a full stomp, either. Just the casual, inexorable lowering of weight. A dirty sole descending as if the sky itself were falling, while the kobold stood either bravely or foolishly in place until it was stripped of its personhood to become nothing but a bit of ornamentation on the bare foot of a far greater creature. Both its body and equipment are broken, possibly beyond repair. And the giant simply sneers down at the next challenger, showing off his soles as if to say that fighting him will be a grave mistake.
Source https://www.furaffinity.net/view/50104252/
Artist Meg Megalodon
When Meg invited me to inhale his true stink, I might have underestimated what I was in for. You'd think that, by now, I'd know what that shark can do. I've seen him give countless others a taste of similar things. But to end up as a micro in that situation just made it so much worse in the very best of ways.
My head started pressed against his cockhead, with his foreskin still rolled over the head. The smell was strong, yes, but absolutely nothing compared to what was to follow. As he pulled it back with two fingers--an act that I couldn't hope to manage even with both arms and all of my strength -- that glistening, grimy cockhead came into view. Every millimeter his foreskin rolled back made the stench intensify. It went from being a strong to overpowering. From musky to dirty as virility gave way to pure filth.
Even though my eyes were watering, the shark didn't give a damn about how I felt about it. He wanted someone huffing his stink and the fact I was gagging just on the stench was irrelevant to him. He pressed his cock roughly against my face, smearing some of his smegma upon it. Some of his dick cheese ended up in my nose, making it even harder to breathe and ensuring that grime tainted every breath of air that I could snort through his smeg. That I felt nauseous just seemed to encourage Meg to continue abusing my poor sense of smell.
Once I was rendered defenseless just from the smell alone, Meg started rolling his foreskin back over his cockhead. I could see that thick flesh moving towards me, but my reactions were far too little, too late, and my head was caught beneath it, trapping me against his cock. His thumb pressed my head into his urethra, sealing me in its heat and wetness. There was just a few hints of light filtering through his skin. Just enough for me to appreciate the sights, were I to dare open my eyes.
With my face inside his dick, fresh precum washed some of the smeg off my face, while the smell of stale urine lingered from the last time he'd used the toilet. A mix of every single smell his dick could create was assaulting my nostrils. The pressure of his thumb on my head forced my tongue out as well, ensuring I could also get a taste of it, further intensifying the experience. I heaved, trying not to be sick, but also unable to pull my tongue back and spare myself from continuing to taste that overpowering concoction of bodily secretions.
"Inhale my true stink, you little bitch!" the male thundered down at me. The command was as if an edict from God himself. I had to breathe. I ended up breathing long and deep of his stench, and the smell only seemed to get worse the longer I had to suffer it. And yet, suffer it I did, as I was rock hard due to how utterly disgusting the whole experience was. Absolutely helpless to a shark's body and words, like a mere plaything to an apex predator. Unable to budge his cock or fingers in the slightest and kept precisely where he wanted for as long as he wanted me there. I had no idea if this was heaven or hell, but I was condemned to this purgatory until I finally passed out.
Note: This was posted as a standalone story, but it was originally posted on my Telegram channel, so it is included in this compilation.
2023-01-09 No post as the preceding was a two-parter.
Source https://www.furaffinity.net/view/44008427/
Artist NevieStics
When the stink of an unwashed cock is visible, you know it's intense, as NevieStics shows here.
Every breath that otter takes is corrupted with the potent stench of those dicks. The stink is undoubtedly just getting worse and worse, too. You can't truly get used to that smell; it just clings to the inside of your nose and builds, like the slow heat of a habanero assaults your tongue and tastebuds. Even if you wanted this, you'd tear up as your body resents the smell. And if you don't... well, of course you're gonna cry as you're violated with every breath you take.
The longer that otter holds out though, the worse it's gonna be when he finally begs to clean them. After all, taste and smell are closely linked. With that much stench forced upon him, it's inevitable he's going to gag the moment his tongue touches one of those filthy dicks. Better hope he's able to put that tongue to use quickly.
#male #noncon #group #smegma #penis
Source https://www.furaffinity.net/view/50064397/
Artist iudicium_86
When iudicium_86 opened up for more wing-it commissions in December, I had to get a picture of Shira. This is really the kind of lady I want to be. Someone who is absolutely confident in hir body and will not hesitate to show it off.
Yes, Shira has a dick, but that doesn't make hir any less of a woman. Shi's quite proud of hir breasts, and shi'll demonstrate exactly how shi'd want them played with. Shi'll arch hir back to present hir entire front to a partner or onlooker, allowing their gaze to drift where it may. Shi'll raise hir tail to show off hir hindquarters, or lower it to guide your gaze to hir feet. Every part of hir body is deserving of all the attention someone would give it.
The only question, then, is where would you start tending to hir? What would you offer to make hir a happy herm? Would you offer your words? Your tongue? Would you take a more hands-on approach? Or are you too shy to make the first move, and need hir to take charge and show you a good time?
#herm #dragon #solo #dragoness
Source https://www.furaffinity.net/view/46446775
Artist Yoshi2332
I've always been a fan of the sentence "Her dick is bigger than yours." And this piece by Yoshi2332 is a great example of why.
Really, though, imagine inviting in a lady you've had a date with, knowing she's packing a girlcock, only to get naked for a shower and learning that it is even bigger than you'd bargained for. It looked like it was already straining against her clothing, but now that it's on display, it makes your own cock look downright pathetic in comparison. You never thought of yourself as small--you're perfectly average, or so you tried to convince yourself--but compared to her cock there's no doubting that you're hopelessly outmatched. Just a low-tier male outclassed by a herm who thinks it's cute you've been staring at her dick for the last 30 seconds.
Source https://www.furaffinity.net/view/5289869/
Artist Artist
Featuring Sora the Phoenix, Ahastar the Deinonychus
Razor Taloned by Ahastar is a shining example of why birds are hot, stirrup footwear is hot, and the combination of the two is downright unfair. Especially when it's a phoenix doing the trampling, which curses the victim to survive far longer than they ever had in their nightmares.
The way Ahastar's strapped to Sora's feet ensures the raptor's mostly going to stay in place. That way, even with regeneration, he'll still be against that sole as it slams down again. Every one of those brutal stomps tramples him further into the ground--which is clearly hard with the way it cracks--and the rough surface beneath becomes even less forgiving. Every single bone breaks over and over. Organs are mangled, then reassembled for just long enough to burst again. Every monstrous step thooms down with deafening force, breaking the raptor in different ways, all for as long as Sora enjoys that suffering.
And it is indeed Sora's enjoyment that is the important thing. That phoenix is just laughing about how pathetic the trample toy is. How there is not a damn thing the damned deinonychus can do about the seemingly eternal parade of stomps raining down upon him. Even if it doesn't actually last forever, it'll certainly feel like it to that unfortunate victim.
#macro #duo #death #feet #trampling
Source https://www.furaffinity.net/view/28420304/
Artists Ahastar & Diablo the Rex
Featuring Timanth
Timanth's certainly capable of giving someone a pad burial, as Ahastar and Diablo the Rex collaborated to show.
Of course, Diablo's contributions were entirely as an artist. Ahastar is getting far more intimately acquainted with the soles of an eastern dragon. Timanth is quite light on his feet, even accounting for his slender proportions, but when he's a few dozen times your size it still is going to feel like you're on the wrong end of a hydraulic press. Those soles might have some give to them, but it's only enough to keep Ahastar alive and in pain for a while as his body is slowly compressed further and further into the transparent ground beneath. The raptor's far past the point where he can squirm; the weight has settled almost entirely upon him. It's only a question of when things are going to start to break and how quickly they're going to fail. It's inevitable as the setting of the sun. And it's going to leave little more than a red smear on the glass for some crush fetishists on the Internet to foolishly fantasize about later.
Source https://www.furaffinity.net/view/22716457/
Artist Coillte
Shark girls are quickly becoming a favorite of mine. Nyx here is a perfect example of how sharks look even better with someone underfoot, something that coillte did wonders with.
There's that devious grin as she looks down at me, something right on the line between mischievous and malicious. Even sitting down as she is, those wide feet are downright heavy, at least from my perspective underneath one of them. Those soles might have some give to them, but that doesn't lessen the weight; if anything, it makes it clear she's still holding back. It takes just a fraction of her strength to pin me down and significant restraint to avoid destroying me on the spot. It's the kind of game only an apex predator can play, really. Just casually messing with a lesser creature in whatever way it amuses her, while I can only hope she's feeling merciful enough to leave me intact. Think she's going to keep me as a footrest, or is this just going to get even worse for me?
#female #shark #lizard #feet #size_difference
Source https://www.furaffinity.net/view/49882086/
Artist PinkGirlPen
Featuring Thrax
When a dragon like Thrax beckons for you in a sauna,you really should accept that invitation. "Come here..." are the only words he needs, aren't they? I'm sure Pen thought so when she had that view and created this picture of that moment.
In such a small, hot space, the dragon's scent would be incredibly rick in the air. The scent of his balls as he airs them out with his legs spread. The smell of his cock, wafting forward as his foreskin rolls back and forth over his head as he idly plays with it. The scent of an upturned foot, its sole glistening with sweat, presented as yet another temptation to service.
Tending to a dragon like Thrax really is its own reward, isn't it? And in such a secluded sauna, where it's just you and the dragon, you won't have anything else to worry about. You won't have anything else to even think about. Could you think at all with his scent clouding your mind? Not that it matters, given that you're here and have a lot to enjoy in front of you.
#male #dragon #solo #penis #feet
Source https://www.furaffinity.net/view/13978180/
Artists Ahastar & Diablo the Rex
It seems that Ishkara and Timanth have some interesting ideas of what a hug is, as Ahastar is finding out the hard way here. Still, Ahastar and Diablo do enjoy collaborating on things that end very poorly for a white scaled raptor.
In this case, it seems there's several of those Deinonychus underfoot and it is intentionally vague which, if any, are still alive. It's hard to imagine any of them are, even with that relatively soft mud providing some refuge from the crushing steps of two full-sized dragons. There's no mercy at all for those victims, either. Even on such soft ground, those smaller beings are obliterated on impact. One casual step is all it takes--not even a deliberate stomp--but the two giants are clearly interested in making a point with the sheer brutality of their footfalls onto the victims below. For some of them, perhaps they'll be lucky enough that it doesn't even have time to hurt before their death. For others, they'll get to feel their skeleton shattering into pieces and those broken bones rupturing their internal organs. They might even end up drowning in that mix of mud and their own blood, choking on it as it froths out of their mouth or floods their now-useless lungs. In the end, there won't be much left of them except for mangled bodies stuck to the ground or soles like stickers, and a faint crimson hue embedded into the ground.
#macro #death #feet #trampling #snuff
Source https://twitter.com/Mcfli4/status/1481880361768341504
Artist McFli
Salazzle is an incredibly hot Pokémon, and not just because she's a fire/poison type. Mcfli really has done her justice in this pic.
Just look at that Salazzle putting herself on display. The confidence she has to lean forward, raise her tail, and spread her legs for a lucky onlooker. Her scent is undoubtedly filling the room, as sweat and pheromones create a perfume that is truly irresistible, even to the most puritanical trainer. Of course, who's really training who, when it's her biology taking hold of your thoughts? That sweet scent of her pussy in the air is just begging for you to get closer to its source and enjoy it. Or perhaps you'd be more tempted by her tailhole, giving it a kiss as she leans back against your face, all but sealing it into that sweaty crevice and leaving you just enough room to breathe in her scent. Is this just a nasty plot to get you to grab her tits and plow her into the bed? Or are you going to ask her for a helping hand as she sits on your face and demands the attention of your tongue?
#female #pokemon #solo #pussy #musk
Source https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/96746057
Artist cheezebawls
Machamp training his "trainer" is probably how things would really work in the Pokémon universe. This pic by cheezebawls (https://www.pixiv.net/en/users/60998360) is a shining example of it.
It's a beautiful sunny day out on the beach. Just look at how much Machamp is enjoying being out in the sun, basking in its warmth! Not that his trainer gets to experience that at all. She's the one on all fours beneath him, hiding in his shadow out of fear and shame of what others might think of a cocksucking Pokémon trainer. From her perspective between his legs, that four-armed male really is super powered. Whimper and cry as she might, there's no denying that she's well trained to suck his dick, which is undoubtedly adding to that big grin on his face.
For the trainer, who knows what's turning her on? Is it the shame of being a slut for a Pokémon? The fact she's sucking off a powerful male and running her tongue along that steel-hard cock of his? The undoubtedly salty taste of his skin due to the sweat built up on that powerful hide? Or is it simply a submissive getting to enjoy her natural place?
#pokemon #male #female #dubcon #penis
Artist Rektalius
This alternative ending to Dragonheart by Rektalius is a scenario I'm sure many of us old enough to remember Dragonheart will have fantasized about. After all, if you're a knight in a dragon's maw, you're just one lapse in strength away from being a snack to a beast so many times your size.
It would be a truly overwhelming experience, too. You'd feel that viscous saliva clinging to every surface, steadily weighing down your body and slowly sapping your strength. The dragon's tongue has as much power as your entire body, and it would take everything you can muster just to avoid being thrown face-first into that slimy muscle and sampled like a piece of hard candy. The pungent smell of the dragon's previous meals, perhaps mixed with the sulfurous smell of draconic fire and brimstone emanating from his depths. And while the knight in this picture set stripped off his armor, it's not like having the armor on would have helped in the first place, given that it would have surely flooded with spit anyway and proven utterly useless against the crushing force of a dragon's throat. Why not strip naked and enjoy the experience, to the extent that you can?
Embrace that hot breath and spittle coating your body. Relish in the power of that tongue teasing against you and, ultimately, scooping you into that throat. Your fate was already sealed the moment the dragon put you in his mouth, so take those final moments as something other than food to truly appreciate your predator's body. It won't be long before your entire being has been added to it.
#male #dragon #feral #human #oral_vore #nude
Source https://www.furaffinity.net/view/24268611/
Artist Diablo the Rex
This clip from the College 'Mons animation by Diablo is one of the relatively few clips I've seen in which a smaller critter is being used as a kickboxing target like this.
It plays into so many delicious things, doesn't it? That the victim here is simply being held up by Balthor, showing that the size and strength difference are enough to hold him wherever the two Digimon want. Worse, he's being held upside down, making this position even more disorienting and leaving his snout perfectly in the line of fire of Kael's kicks.
Those kicks are delivered with both tremendous accuracy and strength, too. It's just as much force as a stomp would deliver, but it flings the victim's body backwards instead of smashing it into the ground. That foot can easily cover the white-scaled slut's face and chest all at once, completely knocking the air out of him and making him even dizzier for the next kick. And while the victim is undoubtedly going to tire of this quickly--assuming the first kick didn't do him in--Kael has a downright mechanical rhythm to these kicks and will continue doing reps until the set is done, before switching and giving this punching bag a similar taste of Kael's other foot.
Source https://www.furaffinity.net/view/50696681/
Artist Raptoral
This piece by Raptoral is a perfect example of how to treat an orally fixated critter such as myself. is a perfect example of how to treat an orally fixated critter such as myself. It's not the easiest pose to get into, sure, but it's so effective at making a bottom feel like they're in heaven. The angle means that cock is pressing perfectly into that bunny's throat, while that knot presses heavily against their face, a sign of just how much that top's enjoying it and how close they are to getting off. There's no visibility of anything except the top's crotch, especially that knot, but at least the bottom is able to breathe through their nose as that cock works its way into their throat with one heavy thrust after another. That mix of pre, saliva, and throat slime dripping out of the bottom's mouth is just a sign of how good it is for everyone involved, and it's only a matter of time until the milky white rush of cum spurts from the bunny's mouth too.
Source https://twitter.com/MinusculeTask/status/1617567849467330561
Artist The Minuscule Task
Not every piece of art I feature on this channel is going to be aggressively horny. Like this pic from The Minuscule Task featuring a couple having a playful moment together in the shower.
After all, sometimes having someone help clean you up in the shower can itself be a wonderful act. You'd feel their body against your back as they give you a squeeze from behind. A washcloth would quite easily get to places that you might miss, and provides a convenient excuse for them to "slip" and touch you with a bare hand instead. A few playful squeezes and nibbles just add to the fun, as they explore your body as a way to appreciate it and appreciate being able to share a nice, private moment together.
Soruce https://www.furaffinity.net/view/47278917/
Artist Xaenyth
Featuring Vasha
Dinosaur girls that can beat you up are a heck of a mood, huh? Xaenyth certainly made Vasha look intimidating here.
When you're talking smack to a predator, you really should be careful what you wish for. If you piss off someone like Vasha, you're probably going to lose the resulting fight, whether that's a fist fight in the locker room a fight for dominance in the showers, or one of those leading to the other. Take a good look at those six-pack abs, toned legs, and muscular arms and try to convince yourself that you can take more than one hit from her... because you know you can't. The other patrons of that beach bar might be taking side bets on how the fight's going to go, mostly based on how long it takes her to pin you beneath her and make you submit. Maybe if you're lucky, she'll put you into that submission hold while sitting on your chest, letting you appreciate the view of her towering above you like a T-rex would loom above so many lesser things during the Late Cretaceous.
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Artist OctoPoodle
Featuring Queen Rozalia and me (as Sovrim)
Queen Rozalia is a gentle giantess, but that doesn't mean she's any less overwhelming as a result, as shown in this pic by OctoPoodle and experienced by yours truly.
Rozalia is a pit fiend, after all, so she is just a bit devious and mischievous. When she offered Sovrim somewhere nice and warm--and promised that it wouldn't be inside her this time--the lizard accepted the offer. The lady gently picked Sovrim up in one hand, lied on her back, and pressed the amphibian snugly against her chest. The pressure was just enough to pin Sovrim in place; it barely made an indentation in her breasts. Still, that soft, silky-smooth skin felt wonderful against Sovrim's equally smooth hide. This was certainly nice and warm, as promised, but also quite intimate. Sovrim's body was pressed flush against Rose's skin, as a single hand and breast was all it took for the hybrid to be in that tender embrace. "You're a cute little lizard..." Rozalia said, letting her resonant, feminine voice break the silence, Sovrim blushed and almost buried their face against the giant fiend's breast, but their color-changing hide and body language both betrayed just how intensely they were blushing. The lady chuckled warmly and give just a little more of a squeeze, basking in a warm moment like a lizard basks on a heat rock.
#humanoid #giantess #macro #nude #breasts
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Artist Bronzewing
Featring Bronzewing
Bronzewing is many things. He's creative at showcasing incredible size differences. He's a fantastic VR photographer and creator. And he is also looming above you right now.
He heard there were plenty of tiny things out in this area and he decided to check it out for himself. But even he wasn't prepared for just how small you and your city happened to be. Even crouching down, it was little more than a glistening speck on the ground, barely distinguishable from the dirt. To you, however, he towered above like a god. To call him mountainous would be an understatement. The individual fibers of his socks looked like city streets to you, trailing up into the distance, becoming obscured by the darkness of his shadow. Even seeing up to his crotch was a challenge; his head may as well have been in space for as far above as it was. The heat radiating through his footwear was enough to make a chilly day feel like summer, and you could only pray he continued to watch his step.
"Huh, I thought that's where the city was..." he mumbled to himself, though you couldn't understand a word of it; at his scale, every syllable rumbled like thunder from a cloud in the distance. He stood up again, rising to his even more impressive height, and then started to walk off. With the size and depth of his footprints, you could only thank your lucky stars his step happened to be next to you, not on top of your entire world.
Source https://www.furaffinity.net/view/39061514/
Artist MagPi
Featuring Zechal
When a shark god like Zechal has to go, he really has to go. And MagPi, once again, does a tremendous job of showing what that looks like in all its terrible glory.
The civilization below is going to fire every weapon it has to try get the god to stop, but Zechal only needs two weapons: Those two massive cocks of his. And with a bladder far larger than any lake on the planet below, he has all the ammunition he needs to cause utter destruction and chaos on the world below. Those beneath may struggle to see the shark or his twin dicks against the darkness of space, but the glistening streams of urine leave no doubt as to what is happening to them. They're about to be drowned in it, subject to a great flood on a Biblical scale. The luckiest among them will be caught directly beneath the stream, pounded into the earth and spared the horrors of what's to follow. Those less lucky can only watch as a golden tsunami rushes towards them, annihilating everything in its path and scouring the earth clean for anything that could meaningfully fight back.
And when it's all over, Zechal will simply leave, without caring about what he's done. After all, why worry about what's left of a urinal after you've taken a piss?
#macro #giga #watersports #destruction
Artist SmellsLikeJavier
This two page comic by SmellsLikeJavier shows quite well what a god like Beerus can do.
"Start fapping, you mortal." His command thunders down from above, every syllable hitting your chest like a bowling ball against your sternum. Still, the command is one you can't ignore, and not just because of the deadly threat attached to it. Those feet are beautiful and powerful, especially given your ant-like size beneath them. The dirt gracing those toes, stuck to the skin by a thin film of sweat, just shows the casualness of his footsteps and that he doesn't notice or care about anything he happens to step on. The scent wafts towards you, replacing the cool air of the kitchen floor with the much warmer, heavily scented air of his body. How could you resist jerking off to the sight?
Of course, that minute goes by quickly. Far too quickly. Perhaps he was cheating, but it's not like you're surviving long enough for that to matter. With a single, effortless movement, his toes descend. Your presence beneath them doesn't even slow their movements as he simply rocks his foot forward, letting its weight settle down as effortlessly as any other footstep he takes. With a single, casual step, you've become nothing more than a stain alongside all that other dirt you'd been staring at and jerking off to.
#mammal #micro #death #feet #musk
Source https://www.furaffinity.net/view/50733896/
Artist Qeth
Qeth knows how to make Argonian soles look so incredibly tempting. Who would dare turn down an invite like this? "Sniff them you horny perv." The Argonian gives his command, and you immediately drop to your knees and obey.
Every breath you take of his feet is another reminder of the sheer power and potency of that Argonian. It's hot in here, yes, but you'd swear that his soles are the source of that heat. The way the sweat clings the wrinkles on his soles and collects in strands between his toes is only a testament to that warmth. His feet are surely as big as your head, each, and they look even bigger as you kneel before him. The toes on his left foot flex and you whimper to yourself, imagining just how much stronger that scent would be if your nose were caught in between them. As you stare, Qeth continues to steadily stroke himself off, basking in your attention in the same way you bask in the sight and scent of his feet.
Source https://www.furaffinity.net/view/1564498/
Artist Kharnak
The way Kharnak has drawn Anubis really does wonders for making that jackal look as deserving of worship as so, so many other furries believe him to be.
This picture is just one example of that, too. It's not just enough that Anubis is markedly larger than the fox serving his foot. The fox is also chained directly to that foot, among all the other bondage gear keeping him on his knees before a god. With those chains, the sole and toes of that god are the only things that the mortal mammal can experience. The vulpine isn't even going to take in the full gaze of that god, unless Anubis spreads his toes to allow that view. It's just those heavy, undoubtedly sweaty feet. Those powerful toes and equally powerful scent. The vulpine's tongue has been allowed out to taste the God's body; it's a rare gift to allow someone to worship him in such a way. Most only dream of licking the feet of such a powerful being; this fox is being rewarded for his obedience by having his tongue stained with that sweat for eternity.
So... would you ask to serve Anubis in this way? The jackal has another foot, after all, and it is deserving of worship. But it's up to you to demonstrate that you deserve to be the one to worship it.
Source https://www.furaffinity.net/view/50759955/
Artist Sokz
Pokémon lording over their so-called trainers is a fun trope. Especially when it's not a final evolution, like a mere Raboot asserting a terrifying level of dominance over a human that he's gotten bored with. It's no wonder the artist, Sokz, turned it into a YCH.
The human's attempts at appeasing a Pokémon are far too little, just like the human itself is now that the Raboot has gotten bored of all the grinding and other uninteresting aspects of dealing with it. Those overworked bunny paws are about to be the human's entire existence. Being tied to the flip flops of someone that large ensures that those toes are all-encompassing. The residual scent of the Pokémon's foot is only a hint of what's to come, as years of baked-in sweat serve as a testament to who owns that footwear--the same kind of marking the human is about to experience. As those flops are properly worn, the scent and heat intensify quickly; it's just one of the dangers of attempting to train a fire type. With just a little twist of his foot, the Raboot will have the flip flops on properly and be able to walk away, without any outward sign that there's an insignificant little passenger suffering between those sweat-soaked toes. The human will undoubtedly survive for a while, given the relative safety between those two toes, but that's not to say it's pleasant at all. It's the kind of private little hell that Pokémon only condemn humans who need training to.