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Reckless Youth, Pt. I

August 29, 2013, 9:36 pm
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The Skater Boys of McComb

Preface

The city of McComb was separated by that bridge. On the other side there was nothing but crime and poverty, however our side countless dully named subdivisions, boutiques, and a myriad of restaurants.
I guess the skaters that used the ruins of the old downtown as their playground were in between.

The night before everything got weird, I passed the collapsed parking garage that lies right when you get of that bridge, and saw the main three skaters known throughout McComb.

Their “leader” of sorts, Blake, who happened to be a senior like me, was a well built young man who always had this discerning look of determination on his face. He was well known for basically wearing the same black v-neck shirt everyday, as well as his lack of hygiene (however that was true for any of the skaters).
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Reckless Youth, Pt. II

August 29, 2013, 9:36 pm
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Some Shit from a Gypsy

Harry
http://www.coiledfist.org/gallery/shrinking-general/boy_cap_cute_junge_skater_Favim_com_41696_large

Blake
http://www.coiledfist.org/gallery/shrinking-general/tumblr_mda4h67kGM1rk988do1_500

Max
http://www.coiledfist.org/gallery/shrinking-general/paranoidpark1_preview


Part I

My car rolled into the large circle drive of Harry’s home. His father, known as the only Jew in Pike County, was a cardiologist at the local hospital. The home itself was grand, an old plantation home remodeled seven years ago when Harry’s family moved in.
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A willing slave (part 1)

August 29, 2013, 9:36 pm
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Part 1

It all started on Coiledfist. I loved the idea of being tiny. I always have. I met my master here and I'm so happy to belong to him. When I made contact with him I instantly fell in love. I knew I belonged to him. As we talked he told me he had the key to my dream and fantasy. All he asked in return was something so simple and generous, I did it in a heartbeat. All he asked were for my valuables, my life savings and my eternal slavery and servitude. Best decision I have ever made. 

The day had come. I arrived to his house. Beautiful home it was with fantastic taste.  I walk up to the door with a duffel bag with all my valuables. I ring the door bell and wait in anticipation. Excited nervous and overjoyed, then the door opened. There he was, I had never seen him before but he was something out of my dreams and more, far beyond what I expected... He was beautiful. 

He was massive, about 6'9, gorgeously built. He's a real life giant. Chiseled face with light facial stubble, brown hair and the light, at the time, hit his face and made his amazing brown eyes shine! He was wearing a tight white shirt what was slightly damp, probably finished working out, and black basketball shorts, with enormous running shoes! Those things had to be at least a size 17! He stood at the door way with a beer bottle in hand and had to hunch over because he was so tall.
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Peter's Wish. Chapter 1: Mark's 1st day in university.

August 30, 2013, 10:21 pm
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It was a beautiful morning. Mark woke up, wanting to go as soon as possible to college, because today was his first day. Mark was 18; he was a normal, 5’9’’ well-built guy, green eyes and brown hair. Mark was living alone, because his town was way far from the university, but he was looking for a roommate because his parents couldn’t afford to pay all apartment’s outgoings. Mark showered himself, took his breakfast and left home.

Mark was studying Biology. Since school, it was Mark’s favorite subject. In fact, he always had A+ in his biology exams. Unfortunately, he wasn’t as good in other subjects such as Maths, or Physics. By that, he couldn’t study medicine, his real aim.

Mark started walking to the university, because he hadn’t yet a driving license. It was a long way; at least, it’d take 20 mins. While walking, Mark wondered how would be their classmates. Since Mark was gay, he’d love some jocks in his class. When Mark finally had arrived, he saw a lot of people; anyway, he couldn’t stop looking to one gorgeous boy there. He was towering everyone, talking with some girls. He was a gigantic man, but looked young like Mark.
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Pet Bug

August 30, 2013, 10:21 pm
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Shrunk
A giant tiny story
I was an Australian teenage boy named Connor and had just finished my school-day. I was moderate build, had quite smart brown hair and was wearing a navy shirt and black jeans. My mum worked in a car-dealership. It was a hot, cloudy Friday afternoon so she was working there, soon to be let go for the weekend. My mum had my iPod, having borrowed it and I wanted it back. The car-dealership she worked at was very big. It was just down the road so on my walk home I dropped in there.

My mum at the time had bunched brown hair and wore golden earrings. She was sitting at her desk, typing on her keyboard slowly and intently staring at the computer screen.  I opened up the automatic doors and walked over to my mum. 
"Oh, hi! How was you day, sweetie?" She asked, smiling. I groaned,
"Alright. Hey, do you have my iPod?"
"Oh yeah," she said then reached into her bag, pulled out the iPod, and offered it to me,"Here you go!"
"Ah, great. Where are the toilets again? I need to go," I asked, after taking the iPod.
"Oh, just down that corridor. The males' are on the right," she replied and pointed down to the toilets. And as I walked away she said, "See you later."
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His New Dad

August 30, 2013, 10:21 pm
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His new dad


He’d always dreaded this day would come. In fact when Steve agreed to be godfather to his best friend’s child he didn’t really think much of it. After all, what could happen to your best friend and secret crush when he was a giant?


Growing up next door to each other, Steve and Ben were the ultimate odd couple. In class photos, Ben always in the front row, shorter than the shortest girl, while Ben, in the back row, towered over everyone including their teachers. Everyone knew not to mess with Steve or they’d have to answer to Ben. Being gay, Steve worshiped Ben. Ben knew this but never teased him or embarrassed Steve about it. He looked on Steve as a little brother…someone to watch over…even though Steve was technically a few months older.
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Tenacious Tinies I: A Small Victory

August 30, 2013, 10:21 pm
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You wake up feeling slightly woozy. That was 220 Volts of electrically charged serum you took after all. And though you took it like a champ, your vision seems worse for the wear. As you rub the crud from your eyes, you notice that something’s off. Your desk seems to have inched itself a mile away—so far that you can barely make it out. And it looks several hundred feet tall. You gulp.You close your eyes and rub your head, wishing you could have some coffee, but you have a sinking feeling that this is an impossible desire. As you stand shakily at first, your body feeling burned and hollow on the inside from the shock, you swear under your breath. It wouldn’t matter if you swore at the top of your lungs. After all your planning, all your finesse… When you open your eyes and rub them again, blinking your lashes away, you slump a little. In perfect clarity is your dark wood desk, towering impossibly high. As you turn like a tourist in Time Square, you see it all: your bed that you can’t even see the top of like the Pentagon; your pile of dirty clothes rising up like a mountain range; your dresser as high and thick as three Eifel towers; your door a portal to the edge of the world that you must stay away from at all costs—everything you ever sought to use as a tool for comfort is now large enough to end your existence should you cross it. But you’re a realist in a surreal world. You aren’t bothered—you just desire to reach the desk now more than ever.
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Tenacious Tinies II: The WakeUp Call

August 30, 2013, 10:21 pm
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You rested for the better half of what you think is an hour. You don’t know how much more energy you’ll have to expend on such feats as the one you just accomplished. You went a full room’s worth of running to get the sweet ambrosia at the top of the desk. And you’re rather well off, so your room is kind of large. You’re determined like that. You also see, to your dismay, a cup on the floor, oozing with green liquid a short ways away. It’s the stuff that shrunk you. You cringe, but decide that salvation is within your grasp shortly. But you’re also practical. How are you going to climb to the top of your desk when you spent yourself up getting to the desk in the first place? You decide not to answer that question, instead, you back away and turn your neck upward and piece it together. Your eyes fall onto the wheeled wingback chair you got from your grandfather before he died. It’s pushed in all the way and it touches the desk, so if you could get to the top, you’ll be able to slide right onto the desktop. As you turn and run to the wheels, you pause. It’s a leather chair. You’ll never gain any traction. The most you could do is cover yourself in adhesive, but you aren’t sure you’d be strong enough to get it off of you when the time came or if you have any in the first place. You’re rich—of course you have adhesive! But it’s atop your desk. It doesn’t help.
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Reckless Youth, Part III

August 30, 2013, 10:21 pm
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Reckless Youth, Part III

***NOTE: I’m in need of some inspiration and ideas for what happens next. I’d love a PM, and maybe even an invitation to Role Play? To my fellow Littles, be sure to shoot me a PM! And if you Giants and Versatile's are in need of a slave to treat like the main character in this story, PM me!***

Part One

Sure, I had thought about it before. The idea of being someone’s slave for their sexual pleasure was somewhat common to me. Since I was already deeply enticed by the odors teenage guys put out. All the different things made from their bodies that most people found disgusting, I find blissfully erotic.
Did I ever think about being shrunk? Sure, sometimes in the back of my mind. However, if I had known that we lived such a world where things like that actually exist, it would have been on the forefront of my mind.
If I had been informed that things like shrinking potions were real, I would have gone to the gypsies and bought it myself! Me as small as I am now scurrying across the bathroom stalls to find the holiest of holies; Oliver.
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Peter's Wish. Chapter 2: Mark start using his new power for having fun.

August 30, 2013, 10:21 pm
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Before continue the story, i want you to know how i imagine to be both Mark and Peter:

How I imagine Peter:

http://25.media.tumblr.com/65ac9ecb436b22b447eb4178acf4e5dd/tumblr_mhjqeljv8c1riedyko1_1280.jpg

How I imagine Mark:

http://www.lanyu.net/Article/UploadFiles/201306/20130621141005972.jpg


Peter was ecstatic. He’d have been ever big, but that, was simply a dream come true for him. He wanted hard test his new muscles on the gym, but the first is the first:

“So, I’ll start, ok?” Said Mark, as he started massaging that colossal, throbbing manhood.

“Sure, please, I want see my big buddy get even bigger.” Said Peter.

“So u must eat something more. What do u want?” Asked Mark to the giant.
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A Bleach Shrinking Story Pt. 2

August 31, 2013, 10:34 pm
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There was a chill in the air in the sandy endless hills of Hueco Mundo. Prickling sensations shot up his exposed skin, goosebumps from the cold air. “Brr.. its getting cold. Lets find some shelter and sleep.” Ichigo suggested, his arms folding over his pecks protectively. At the same time pressing his little friend deep into the contours of his warm chest. The teen pulled himself to his feet, amber eyes scanning the area for shelter. He spotted an outcropping of sand, that would shelter them from the wind just fine. As he began to trek over to shelter the teen couldn’t help but notice there was a strange feeling in his sock. He pressed his foot harder into the ground, twisting and dragging his foot back and forth as he tried to identify the object. Ichigo shrugged and continued his trek, identifying Grimmjow as a fold in his sock which rested quite comfortably against his sole. Each step he’d feel the “fold” press into his tired feet, like a foot massage.
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Dolls (1/2)

August 31, 2013, 10:34 pm
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There was a short period every afternoon when Connor had the house to himself.

About half an hour after he got home from school, his older brother would come home from work. An hour or so after that, the boys' parents would also return. So this half an hour was priceless to Connor. He needed it. If ever he was held up at school, or if his brother Dylan happened to come home early, he'd spend the next 24 hours going out of his mind, craving his next half hour of precious privacy.

Today he was lucky. Today Dylan was making a pit stop to pick up some friends on the way home from work, so Connor would have almost an hour to himself.

As soon as he shut the front door behind him, he made a beeline for the entertainment system. He was blond and wiry in a tight, black band shirt and skinny jeans. His usually innocent face looked angular and anxious as he zipped open his ratty backpack and grabbed one of the scratched up DVDs he kept tucked away in a secret compartment at all times. Sliding it into the player, he hurried over to the couch, already tugging at his belt. No time to waste.
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Dolls (2/2)

August 31, 2013, 10:34 pm
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Connor grinned as he lifted Ste in his hand. The man looked awestruck. He was wearing a hoodie and unzipped skinny jeans, and it amused Connor that he'd probably been jacking off over some porn bimbo before he was zapped out of his life and into a younger man's hand.

"That's right. Shake. Whimper. Stare up at me all you like because I'm your god now." Connor whispered this so his parents didn't hear but the words felt just as invigorating, rushing past his lips and into the terrified man's face.

"Don't worry, your friends are gonna join you soon. But first..." He pinched the man's jeans at the waist, and tugged them down to Ste's knocking knees.

"Don't! Wait!" Ste was begging, trying to hitch his jeans back up.

"Oh, I won't." The boy unwrapped his gift one article at a time. He let Ste struggle. He actually worked slower than necessary so he could watch the little man fight for his jeans and cling to his shirt and kick like crazy as his underwear slid down his long legs to be thrown away.
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Straight Boy

September 1, 2013, 11:01 pm
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Julian was near the end of his workout session, and boy did he feel it.

Sweat washed down his back in rivulets, building in a little pool just above his ass crack. On his hands and toes he completed his last rep of push-ups, his long hair stringy with sweat and clinging to his face. His pecs heaved beneath him. In just six months he'd gone from being a nicely defined beach babe to a beast. Muscles bulged all over his body, from his triangular calves to his melon-like biceps. He was almost freakishly muscular, which was something he'd avoided for most of his life because girls didn't seem to like it.

But Connor liked it just fine.

"Five more, muscle man. You can do it." A giant fingertip pushed on Julian's sweaty back while he grunted through the last of his push-ups. "After this we're gonna work out those yummy little legs, then you're done for the day."
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Peter's Wish. Chapter 3: Peter gets the colossal size he had always wished.

September 1, 2013, 11:01 pm
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Peter's Wish. Chapter 3: Peter gets the collosal size he had always wished

Peter was asleep, lying on his makeshift bed, both hands under his head. Peter’s huge manhood fully erect. Peter had a morning wood as powerful that he seemed a god among the other humans.

Mark woken up and saw the gigantic tent his friend made for him. A rod full of blood supported the structure, with the size of a big lighthouse, and with the weight to crush him like an insignificant bug. Peter’s cockhead was oozing precum, as he had an humongous stain of milk on his briefs. For Mark, that cockhead was the size of a normal house. Imagine it, Peter’s huge manhood was bigger than two feets in height, Mark was only two inches tall. Mark started to climb Peter’s towering, sticky building of a cock. He made his way to reach Peter’s big cockhead without fall over his pubes by sliding on it. Peter felt a so good sensation when Mark was climbing it, he was noticeably smiling, even while totally sleeping.
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Caught up in the Power - 1 and 2

September 1, 2013, 11:01 pm
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Part 1

Josh was 18 years old, and about 5'9 with shaggy brown hair and blue gray eyes.

One early Saturday afternoon Josh was returning home from the gym when a dizzy feeling sweped over him.

He saw a pickup truck drive by. He noticed that the driver was older than him but still young, probably eighteen or nineteen, and handsome. His red hair was shaved in a buzz cut and his muscled arms were thicker than Josh's and shown off by the tank top he was wearing. His face was covered with brown dots.

The dizzy feeling sweped over him again. Suddenly Josh felt like the ground dropped out form under him.

His dizziness passed and clarity returned to him, and a part of his mind recognized the truth:

He was shrinking.
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Ichigo Sexta Pt.I

September 2, 2013, 11:06 pm
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Ichigo Sexta Pt. I

After the war with Aizen, two years have passed and Ichigo has still reminisced over the moment of saving the spiky, blue-haired espada back in Hueco Mundo. He was unsure of the whereabouts Grimmjow could have been; likely he would be nowhere to be found. After all his friends and himself settled down at home, Ichigo could not fathom the thought of being away from the wild, crazy panther that he had once thought; remembering that moment he protected Grimmjow from Nnoitra’s oncoming assault to finish him off. Judging from Grimmjow’s wounds, Ichigo thought it was most likely he would take a while to recover.

Curiosity seemed to perk Ichigo’s interest as he got up from his bed, throwing his long legs over the side as he hoisted himself up andwalked out of his room. He could hear the downstairs television playing; some favorite show of Yuzu and Karin’s as he snuck out the back door and headed out to Urahara’s shop. The morning sky was still and not a cloud in sight, its sky blue color reminding Ichigo of Grimmjow’s spiky, vibrant hair.
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The Night Out

September 2, 2013, 11:06 pm
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Mike, Robert and Tom were all in the same class together. Mike and Tom had been introduced by their mutual gay friend, Robert. They were all military and enjoyed going out together to the clubs every now and again on the weekends. Mike had this recurring day dream of having the ability to reduce to microscopic size. He never really knew where this fantasy came from, however, he always became extremely turned on by any imagination of encountering giant men during a reduction in size, even if it was for only five minutes.

Three weeks ago, it was a night the three friends were supposed to have a great night out. They always loved going to this same club because it was Jock Strap Fridays. And if you wore a Jock Strap, you revived free admission when you showed the front door staff you were wearing one. Home base for the night was meeting at Tom's house for the start of the festivities. Tom was a huge Marine who towered over both Mike and Robert in every aspect. Tom was a very buff man standing at 6'4 and weighing in at 240 pounds. Mike was a short guy standing at 5'5 weighing in at 155 pounds and Robert was 5'8 weighing at 164 pounds. Mike and Robert would always drool over the eye candy Tom provided, and especially on nights like these.
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Unaware Prostitution pt 3

September 3, 2013, 11:13 pm
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Logan watched Gerald's ass come down upon him like a wave. Gerald didn't slam down on him actually he was very gentle with Logan. Logan's bed gave just enough give so Logan wouldn't be crushed underneath Gerald's gigantic ass. Then there was a slight rumble from inside of Gerald. Then he let out a huge nasty fart that burned Logan's skin with the heat and made his eyes water. Then Gerald stood up and got off of Logan. Logan gasped for air as much as his lungs could.

"So how'd my little bitch like that?" Gerald smirked down at Logan.
Logan just gasped for some more air and then looked up at Gerald. "That was a little excessive don't you think?"

"Oh c'mon man don't tell me you didn't like my performance." Gerald grinned at Logan who grimaced a little at his defeat.
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ShrinkTube - Chapter 3

September 3, 2013, 11:13 pm
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I was at a complete loss for words, for thought, for any logical action at this point. This is what happened to the tiny people in stories I’d read online, not to me. It was hard enough to believe that I’d been shrunk in the first place, but to now come to the realization that I may be stuck this way forever if I couldn’t get Sam’s attention…or worse; that if Sam didn’t notice me, he may accidentally kill me, with any of the multitude of possible ways. Well, that was an entirely different pill to swallow.

It was surreal, to see the world from the size of a bug. I’d only ever been able to picture this in my imagination. I had a great imagination, and fantasizing about being tiny often came into my mind, but no fantasy, no thought, no dream…nothing could compare to the reality of now being insect-sized on the bed of my newest friend. I pondered momentarily what I might do at this point. There were only so many options. While I wished so deeply that I could just get back to normalcy, back to safety – at the same time, I wanted desperately to remain small so I could further explore this new world, and live out all of my fantasies.
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