#size theft

[gtsdreamer2]

"Come on sweetie, make me bigger. You know how it makes me feel. You know I crave it. I can't help it, of course. The feeling of growing bigger...stronger...sexier..more powerful, it's just too much of a rush."

You had just surrendered a whole foot of height to this woman. She was now a little taller than you. You were hoping that she would be satisfied with that, but it seemed that she was only getting more drunk on the power and needing more.

"No, I need to keep the rest of my size, I can't risk being any smaller!" You pushed her off of you with force and her body thudded into the wall behind her. The kinetic force was absorbed by her body and she shuddered as another three inches were added to her height.

"Mmmph." She cooed, "You're going to help me grow, one way or another." She rushed you then, grabbing your arms and pinning you to the wall opposite where she just collided. As she reopened the channel to start stealing your size, you used your free legs to deliver a forcible kick right beteeen her legs. Her body rose from the force, but didn't come back down, as the impact was again used as fuel for her growing form.

As she grew, so did the density of her muscles. Her grip on your wrists tightened as she started to laugh. She threw her head back in ecstasy and let out a breathy moan as she planted a big wet kiss against your lips to steal more of your size.

One, two, than three more feet were stolen from you as you became too weak to fight back. She was now holding your two foot tall body by one hand as you were pressed against the wall and her hungry mouth.

Just then, your roommate came home to find this ten foot tall beauty close to finishing you off. He pulled out his gun and was ready to fire on her to save you.

"Wait, don't..."you cried out meekly, but it was too late. Your mate pulled the trigger, hitting her in the small of her back.

The kinetic force of the bullet was stronger than anything a normal attack could deliver to her, but her invincible body had no trouble converting all that force just the same. She exploded outwards in all directions screaming and moaning and laughing in ecstasy as she gained twenty feet in height over twn seconds. Freaking out, your roommate fired three more shots into her, exponentially speeding up her growth.

"This is phenomenal! I'm phenomenal!"She roared as she destroyed the room she was previously confined to. You were clinging to one of her toes for dear life at this point as she removed the rubble from above your friend. "Shoot me again. I need more!" She commanded. Whether it was out of fear, or worship, he obeyed this new goddess and fired the remaining shots right into her. Her orgasm moved through her as she crested the hundred foot mark.

Finally coming down from her high, she planted her gigantic ass, destroying several buildings. "That was amazing. I think I'm actually satisfied for now." She sighed heavily, basking in her afterglow. She looked to the horizon and saw a small (to her) plane on its way to deliver a nuke to stop the giant threat that was her. "I guess I could get a smidge bigger." She said, opening her arms wide to accept the bomb into her bountiful bosom.

#gts #giantess #size kink #sizetumblr #macro #size difference #minigiantess #mega giantess #growth #g/t writing #size theft

[themechanic84]

#breast expansion #size theft #big beautiful breasts #so hot 🔥🔥🔥 #huge bewbs #big tiddy committee

[higgsfigs]

"promise you won't tell him!"

#furry art #oc artwork #higgs art #anthro canine #muscles #size difference #Size theft

[itsvunker]

Tonight, it's bear night at the club where I work. I cast my gaze over the crowd of overweight hairy men inhabiting the floor until I see him. That right there, is my target for the evening. I tuck my shirt into my slacks to show off my slim physique and make my way across the room to him. He's sitting alone, nursing a beer at one of the high top tables, staring at his phone. The pale light of the dance floor illuminates his figure, it's soft glow bouncing off his shirtless body. The man had been here a few times lately. He was a professional bodybuilder, least as he tells it. Yes, you could see the impressive size of his various muscles, years of weight training and steroid use. However, he sat back far from the table, not because of his bulk, but instead because of his heft. He apparently had some sort of injury that prevented him from retaining his shredded physique and he now spends his nights here lamenting the loss of his career. The prodigious 60" beer gut that hung heavily off his torso shelved his massive pecs, but pushed him from the table. It was my ambition to relieve the poor brute of his anguish. At least, his current anguish. 

As I approached, he glanced away from his phone long enough to see my arrival. He was very clearly in deep thought about something, but he swished it away with the notification on his cell phone. His demeanor changed quickly as he initiated conversation. "Ro'ro my boy! Just the man I was hoping to see tonight!" He grinned. "Oh? And why's that big guy?" I passed as I took the stool across from him. "Well, listen..." he began, "I haven't been the greatest lately. In fact, I'm in pretty dire need of a win... Do you think... you could help me out?" He motioned to his crotch beneath the mountain of gut. My eyes lit up with obvious joy as I sheepishly stammered out "..y...yeah of course!!" He downed the rest of his beer and we began to ascend the tower above the bar to his suite. His phone went off once more, but he quickly swiped the notification away as we entered the room. 

Before I could even produce a question in my mind, he had me pinned to the wall, his meaty pecs and his fat gut smothering my lithe body, and though I was still dressed, he was pawing relentlessly at my cock. I moaned into his kiss, my breath traveling into his lungs as his tongue danced with my own betwixt our mouths. One swipe of his meaty hand and all my shirt's buttons snapped open, as he groped down my pants. All the whole I could feel his own cock hardening against my thigh. [This is perfect!] I thought to myself. [The big lug is practically begging for me to take him down in size! He won't have to worry much about that bodybuilding career anymore when I'm done with him...] Oh how I would dread those thoughts when all was said and done.

He picked me up off my feet and threw me to the bed, practically tearing my clothes off in the process. He swiftly got out of the remainder of his own clothing before smothering me with his boulder sized belly, his cock grinding between his own fat and my flat chest. He hoisted his gut up far enough to be able to shove his cock into my maw before he began face fucking me. My vision obscured by the massive tank, I could only gauge my performance by the deep, loud groans of pleasure emanating from above me. He grabbed my own cock and began pumping it in time with his thrusts down my throat, activating my abilities. [Yes!!!] I screamed in my head. [Time to take you down big guy!] He grunted hard, shoving his cock deep in my throat as he began to unload. 

Thick ropes of his cum painted my insides. He continued to grunt as he shot load after load down my throat. It was about that time I realized something was off. He was still cumming, that much held true, but it was as though he was directing my abilities with his own willpower. My hands reached up to protest but he pinned them back down with his masculine power. His muscles flared as he came harder in my throat. "You didn't... gnnnngn think that I had.... haaaaaah... fuck... gone into this.... hnnnng.... blindly did you? No... little man... unnnnf.... you're gonna... nnnnn... get me back into... gaaaahhh.... my career...mmmm..." I then pieced it all together. His willingness to take me home... the sketchy messages he didn't want me to see... that troubled look on his face... he was debating how to beat my abilities. I wasn't going to be draining his muscles from him... he was going to be forcing me to drain his fat from him instead!!

I screamed a muffled scream into his pelvis as protest, but there was no stopping it at this point. He continued to ride my face as he unloaded the full fury of his gut into my body. I could feel myself getting heavier. My skin was stretching to accommodate his gigantic gut. He was moaning so loudly that the neighboring room was pounding on the wall, demanding he shut up. I couldn't fight back against this 450lb brute pinning me to the bed as he began to rapidly lose weight. The pressure on my chest was lessening by the second, but the pressure in my stomach was building at an astonishing rate. "Fuck yeah little man... you're gonna be one fat fuck by the time I'm through offloading this gut into you. Ugh fuck it feels so good..." I began to be able to see more than just his gut, as it rapidly deflated off his body. His pecs still obscured his face, but his stomach was drawing closer to his hidden abdominal muscles. He began to bounce his hefty pecs, no longer burdened by the pillowy fat. I felt myself growing fatter and fatter... the excess weight invading my body and leading me deeper down the hole of unhealth. If I could just... manage to... hold on my own orgasm... if I could just get to turn the tables on him somehow and penetrate that thickly muscled ass of his... I could shoot my load back inside him and re-inflate that boulder belly of his... 

You could almost hear the sound of a sink drain sucking down the last of the dirty dish water as the final pounds of the bodybuilders gut was flushed down my throat. It was then that I felt something different being drained from him. He felt a wave of exhaustion hit him as his muscles began to lose their stamina. [Okay! We're still on track! I can still drain his muscles and leave him a skinny little...] before I could finish my thought, he forcefully withdrew his cock from my mouth, some of his seed still shooting from his throbbing cock. "Oh fuck... that was a close one... I almost got lost in how good that felt..." he gazed down at me, struggling to swallow the last of his load before he continued "but you aren't going to get any of these muscles fatso." He flexed hard, the vigor of his muscular body no longer hampered by his overweight stomach. He was so much lighter that he even lost a bit of balance, his ass coming frightfully close to landing on my cock, slick with my precum. 

As he fell backwards, my still rapidly inflating waistline jiggled and swayed, as I moaned. His cock spurted one last time, coating the top of my swelling tank. He caught himself on the bed however, mere inches from my overstimulated cock. All of this growth left me very close to my own bursting point. He rolled off the side of my body, and took my overstimulated cock in his hand. With his other hand free, he began to flex and pose, jiggling my newly fat body and teasing me about the weight I had just stolen from him. "I'll bet you weren't expecting to grow like this, huh, you fat fuck? You wanted these thick, hard, manly muscles, but instead you stole all of my unwanted, jiggly fat. Now you've got his comically oversized gut and no muscles to support it like I had!" His teasing and taunting was too much. I lost the battle of will and careened off the cliff of orgasm. As my cock painted the roughness of his calloused weight lifter hands with my load, I could feel his fat cementing itself in my body. Because I came and it didn't get shot into someone's body, I was now stuck with the drained portions of his body forever. Without warning, he took my load and lubed his asshole with it, and began to ride my cock, adding full insult to the situation.

He bounced on my cock like a joyful Twink, flexing his hard muscles and bouncing his pecs. One hand rubbing his cobblestone abs and the other playing with and jiggling my fat gut. I panted and pleaded with him through wheezing breaths... but it was no use. He was having too much fun reveling in his victory, his muscled ass milking my cock. Before long, I was ready to shoot again, this time, painting his insides with my seed. My own seed that is, not his purloined seed. "Fuck yeah! You're my permanent fat dump now Ro! Doesn't it feel great?!" I groaned in full pleasure of being milked by this behemoth bodybuilder, shamefully blushing knowing that if I had just held out for a few more seconds, I could have fucked his fat right back into him. My groans of pleasure combined with my cock riding his prostate caused him to loose his own manly load over my impregnated looking stomach, as he roared in orgasm, flexing his powerful muscles as a show of dominance. He walked out of his room, fully obtaining his desires for that evening, as I shakily tried to stand under my new heft. Neither one of us fitting in either ones clothes, we left that room changed men. One ready to tackle the bodybuilders circuit with renewed vigor, confidently splaying his manhood for all to see. The other wobbly kneed, flooded with shameful fat, panting to make it even a few feet. Maybe I need to pick my victims more carefully...

#size drain #size theft #beerbelly #beergut #weight gain #fat belly #beer belly #belly #male weight gain #ball belly #fat theft #weight drain

[drink-me-shrink-me]

ERP open. Message only if 18+

Send your Kinks and Limits.

Send asks to learn more about my Kinks & Limits and those not listed.

KINKS

Shrinking/Growth

Size Theft/Expansion

Lactation/ANR/ABF

Teasing/Intimidation

Humiliation/Degradation/Hypnosis

Cruel/CNC/Cuck/Beta

Crush/Vore

Destruction

LIMITS

Scat/Pee/Farting/Stink

Futa/Gender Bend

Grotesque Torture

Digestion Focus

Unaware

Furry

#erp #breast expansion #giantess #shrink #shrinking #cnc k!nk #cnc free use #rough cnc #cnc somno #cnc kidnapping #giantess crush #giantess vore #size difference #size k!nk #size theft #cuckcold #giantess growth #gts

[jzp-art]

grow 141

Like a dragon, should not mistreat it's kobold. A bodybuilder should not mistreat it's fans. Because sometimes you don't know what they could do!!!!

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#growth #jzpart #transformation #size drain #size theft #size transforation #giant growth #giant #giant male #size difference #size gain #role switch #size growth

[musclesaber]

Let's Play a Game: Prologue

[Story Gallery] [Game Board]

Four men wake up in spandex bodysuits with a familiar board game laid out in front of them. Only to mind a masked man willing to fulfill their wildest dreams if they're willing to play.

You stirred in your seat as you started to awaken. Your mind felt cloudy and hazy as you woke up from your deep slumber. Your eyes fluttered open and you groaned from pure exhaustion. You brought your hands up to rub your eyes of your sleepiness. As the cobwebs of your mind began to fall away, you started to take in what you could see. You weren’t lying in bed as you thought you would be. Instead you were sitting in a cold metal chair. The room you were in was extremely dark and it was only lit by a single light over a floating metal table in the middle of the room. Looking down at your body, you weren’t wearing your normal clothes either. You were in a skin tight blue spandex bodysuit that hugged every inch of your body. 

“Good morning players.” A low robotic voice spoke from the darkness around you. The light above your head flickered until a hologram of a man appeared hovering over the table. The man was clad in a similar skin tight spandex bodysuit to yours, only his was black and he wore a ghost face mask. The hologram’s muscles were bodybuilder levels of huge. His pecs created a shelf with how far they stuck out from his body. His arms were pushing the confines of the bodysuit to their limit with the cannonballs he had inside. His abs looked chiseled into the suit and his legs were bigger than most people’s waists. “I am your host, the Banker.” 

The hologram had lit up more of the room and you could see three other men sitting around you. Each one wearing a similar bodysuit of a different color. “Where are we? What is this place? What are we wearing?” asked the man in the purple body suit sitting to your right.

“All will be revealed in time, player,” came the voice. The Banker waved his arms and the table below him lit up. As the banker balled his hand into a fist, all of your chairs were pulled in close to the table. With a closer view, you saw a game board projected onto its metal surface. You all looked at the board and saw that it looked very similar to a common household game, but all of the pieces on the board looked different than any version you had ever seen.

“So you brought us here to play Monopoly? What the hell dude?” shouted the man in green from across the table. The man had stood up from the table and his impressive body came into your view. He was almost as big as the banker as the body suit accentuated every movement of his big muscles. 

“I’d advise you to sit down if you want any of the rewards that might come with the game,” said the Banker as he turned to face the man in red, giving you a nice view of his supple bubble butt. 

“No way! Fuck this! I’m out of here!” shouted the man in green as he started to stomp away from the group. Despite his massive muscles, you could tell he was one the shorter side compared to the rest of you.

“Sit Down!” yelled the Banker in a lower demonic tone. The man froze in his tracks and fell backwards as his chair honed in on him and caught him then brought him back to the table. “As I said before, all will be revealed in due time. You all will leave here as changed men once this game is over.” The four of you all looked at each other and then down at the game board.

“What kind of rewards will we be getting?” asked the man in red to your left. Getting a better look at him, you could tell he had some definition in his muscles, but nowhere close to the guy in green or the banker. You also noticed that you had to look down at him when he was speaking.

“Good question!” came the banker as his body swiveled to face him. “I have chosen the four of you because all of you share one common goal. To gain size and power.” Everyone’s eyes shot open as you all looked around at each other again, now sizing each other up. “The winner of the game will be bestowed with size and power beyond their wildest dreams.” 

“How?” you asked and the hologram turned to face you.

“Let me explain the rules of the game and you will find out.” The game board wooshed upward beside the Banker and enlarged itself. “The player in green wasn’t that far off from his assumption that this is Monopoly, but it does have a twist to it. Unlike in Monopoly, you won’t be buying the properties using your money. You will be using your size as currency. Allow me to demonstrate.”

A black figurine in the shape of a chest appeared on the game board as well as a floating pair of six sided dice. “I will roll my dice and move to the respective tile on the board. This much you know.” The banker grabbed the dice and threw them out onto the board. He rolled at 3 and 5 giving him 8. The game piece then hovered from the start and landed on Bulging Bicep Building. “Now I’m given the option to either buy this property or skip it. In this case, I’ll buy it.” As soon as those words were uttered, a black circle appeared on the Bulging Bicep Building property and each of you saw the Banker’s body suit begin to glow. Flexing one of his arms for you all to see, you watched his bicep swell and stretch the fabric of the body suit as it got bigger. His suit emitting a low hum as you saw the bicep *BWOOMP* bigger with every second. Inflating even bigger than the Banker’s own head. “The cost for buying these properties is the size you already possess. As you buy properties, the rest of your body will shrink.” As he spoke, the rest of the Banker’s body began to shrink. “But it is much harder to see since the loss is distributed across my entire body.”

“And once we own a property, can we steal other people’s money? Or size I guess?” asked the man in purple. Now closer to him, you could see that the man was on the heavier side. He had some muscle to him, but there was a healthy layer of fat sitting on top of the muscle that stretched the body suit. He was also the only person that you, at 6 feet tall, could look directly in the eye.

“Another great question! Yes you will. Let me show you.” The Banker waved his hands and another figurine appeared, this time a purple dildo. “If you were to roll an 8 and land on Bulging Bicep Building,” the figurine moved forward to where to black one was placed, “then you would pay me with size.” As he said it, the Banker’s biceps began to glow and grow again. This time inflating to the size of beach balls as they grew. 

“Wait, stop!” The rest of the group turned and looked at the man in purple to see his arms withering away. There was a similar glow on his body suit as his meaty arms had gone from beefy to twigs in only a few seconds. The Banker basked in the embrace of his massive biceps and hit a double bicep pose to prove his point.

“As you can see, depending on what spot you land on determines what size you’ll lose. If you are out of the necessary size to make the payment, size will be taken from either your overall body size or another specific part,” said the banker as he flexed his bicep again. “When being paid in size, you’ll always get the size of whatever the property is designated as. But any excess size you might have on one body part can always be transferred to another.” 

“What do you mean by excess size?” asked the man in red.

“Excess size refers to how much more size you have above what is required. To maintain a property, you must keep a certain amount of size in that part of your body. If it ever drops below the minimum value, you could lose it to any power hungry players who land on that tile. Here watch.” The banker grunted as his giant bicep began to shrink back down. You all stared in disbelief as the Banker’s chest lit up and began to inflate until they stuck out almost a foot away from him. “I transferred some of the size I acquired from the purple player to my pecs, but still kept the minimum required size for my bicep.” The Banker brought his arms up and showed you that his arm had gone back down to the beach ball size.

“Hey, can I have my arms back so I don’t start off in the negative though?” asked the man in purple as he was still looking down at his arms in annoyance.

“I’ll do you one better. In order to make this fair, all of you will start off with the same size.” The Banker snapped his fingers and all of your bodysuits started to hum and glow. Feeling at first like your body was getting shocked from every part of you, you all let out a moan as your muscles tensed and flexed themselves. Looking down at yourself, you could see your pecs swelling out in front of your eyes. Obscuring the view of your stomach as you felt your core tightening and growing into abs. 

Looking to your left, you see the guy in red let out a low moan as the bulge in his pants swelled out from him. Before, you couldn’t get a good view of any of the others’ packages, but now you could see his dick slowly crawling up his washboard abs. With his massive balls sloshing beneath it as well.

“Now this is what I’m talking about!” shouted the purple man as he grunted with strength as he flexed his renewed biceps. He reached over to one of them and squeezed the ball of muscle inside the fabric. “It’s all real!” he cried in awe as he let out another moan and continued to swell.

“Fuck yes…” you heard someone utter under their breath. Before, the Banker had obscured your view of the man in green, but now it was almost like the Banker eclipsed him as the green man’s frame grew wider. His shoulders extended out to rival a door frame’s width. You now didn’t need to peer down at him as his head bucked up and up to meet your eyes. All of your legs under the table running into one another as they elongated and thickened.

Once the transformation had finished, all of you were audibly panting as your chests heaved up and down with new size. Your bodysuits stopped humming and you saw a light flickering from your wrist. You reached down and fiddled with the light only to see a screen light up in front of you when it did. On the screen, it read as follows:

Player: Blue

Total Size: 225

Back: 25

Arms: 25

Core: 25

Chest: 25

Legs: 25

Cock: 25

Height: 75

“Gentleman, now that you’ve gotten a taste for some of the prizes that can be won in this challenge, let’s play a game.”

#musclegrowth #height growth #size theft #halloween

[alwaysbegrowing]

Wombo Combo

“Boom,” May said into her mic, “get fucked, bitch!”

If I had to sum up May in just two words I would choose “talented” and “toxic” which don’t sound great as far as introductions go. For as long as we’ve been dating she’s been nothing but kind and caring in every possible situation except for one. That one situation is whenever she boots up her favorite fighting game, Innocent Cog, which completely changes her demeanor. It didn’t get really bad until she started streaming it because her audience seriously eggs her on. I could think of a couple reasons why, though.

May’s favorite character to play was a little girl with a nautical theme named ‘Totsugeki’. That round, she’d been up against a grappler character named ‘Zepp’. I watched her latest victim’s lifebar empty, and waited for the real show to start. Ordinarily, May was a short brunette with slight curves. That day she was wearing a tank top that read ‘Get Smoked’ and a pair of leggings. Her clothing was pretty loose-fitting before she won the match.

When May started rising up in her seat she looked directly into her webcam. She moaned with each little bit her body grew, up and up, until her tank top and leggings drew tight on her. She enjoyed getting bigger as much as I liked watching her grow. She topped out at around five foot ten, which told me she was purposely holding back.

When her breasts, initially not even a B-cup, began inflating against the fabric of her top I figured out why. May cooed as she pushed her hands over her chest, relishing in the feeling of her growing tits pushing her hands further away. Her boobs went from barely filling a half of her palm to meeting, and then overflowing it.

May’s breasts bubbled against the edge of the shirt’s neckline. Her plunging cleavage assaulted the fabric until inches of her enormous orbs were on display. The honeydew melon-sized tits on her chest would have fit a large E-cup bra on her otherwise thin frame. May seemed like she was still growing up, but this wasn’t due to more mass being packed into her legs. In rapid surges, her buttocks grew larger and rounder until she was packing quite the bubble butt into her leggings.

Suddenly, as if by magic, a tiny person was wedged between May’s inflated cheeks and her leggings. I could just barely see the outline of someone wriggling against the fabric. She giggled and casually spoke into her mic as she waited for the next match. I was watching her both in person and on stream; I loved watching the chat feed explode when new viewers saw her grow live on camera.

“Finally, okay gang, a new challenger approaches,” May giggled, “aaaand it’s Doctor Scalpel? Biiig mistake, chief. Time to get your shit pushed in!”

Once a week, every week, this was the show that May would put on ever since she started streaming a few months ago. She would go until she lost a match or couldn’t play anymore. Today was shaping up to be headed toward the latter given that her latest match lasted about forty-five seconds before her opponent went down. Literally. This time, when May started growing larger and more buxom, it was within her top’s straining fabric her latest victim began squirming.

“Oof, got an active one this time, chat.” May playfully patted her inflating breasts. I could see her widening hips start pushing into her chair’s armrests. She was reaching six-foot-three while sitting in a chair setup for somebody much smaller. Purposeful, of course, since the small chair only served to make her bigger. May’s burgeoning G-cups were so large they were starting to rest on the desk in front of her.

The next match came and went; this time, her opponent failed to land a single hit in the first round and tried to rage-quit. I couldn’t help but chuckle, though I was drowned out by May’s much more uproarious laughter.

“Holy shit! Did you see that, chat?! Oh, they’re going straight to titty jail,” May chortled. She only grew a few inches this time. Much like the rest of her audience, I, too, didn’t want the show to end just when it was getting good. Still, May’s boobs were encroaching on her keyboard, and each one now had a squirming figure trapped beneath it. Then, another, and another, for a total of four shrunken people stuck and wriggling beneath her double H-cup melons.

“Mmmf, fuckin’ scrubs can’t even compete with my tits!” May sensuously moaned. Her shoulders were a few inches out of her chair, and her hips and thick ass were trapped against the armrests, truly. Her top stretched so far across her enormous bust that it barely served as a bra. She was a vision of curves that jiggled deliciously with her vigorous laughter. I saw her make direct and purposefully eye-contact with her webcam. I felt like she was staring right through me.

“Alright, chat, I’m gonna take a break. We’ll be back on later today, though, and we’ll be playing ranked. Get hyped!” May said as she signed off. I barely had time to put my laptop aside before May was on top of me. I could feel she was on the edge of bursting out of her clothes. She pressed her body into mine, squishing her victims between the two of us.

I didn’t realize just how far even watching May had pushed me. Her soft and jiggly body grinding against mine, much heavier thanks to how much bigger she was, was heavenly. I nearly came immediately and right as I managed to keep myself contained, I heard May giggle once again.

“We just started, baby,” May cooed, “don’t make me put you in jail, too.”

#breastexpansion #giantess growth #size theft

[wulfriciceberg]

be careful who you talk down to

#orc #orcs #transformation #tf #muscle #weight gain #size theft #zealyarts

[jaymilepland]

Tbh size theft is cool as shit, like, you wanna be shorter? Just gimme some height

It's also very nice with indicators, like size down or level down on the one getting smaller and the inverse for the one that's biggering

Jesus christ I'm weird

#tf #size difference #sizetumblr #size k!nk #size theft

[im-not-even-sorry]

Ffffuck yeah cock theft!!

I’ve lost so much length to my growing fat pad that you say enough is enough; you begin to steal inches off mine until it’s just a nub (not that I was using it much anyway), then tease me about my micro while you thrust your magnum in my fat ass

Ohhhhhholy shit that's so hot

Like you're on your back with your legs spread and up so the folds of your gut and pad already make your cock so cute and small but then it starts shrinking down as my dick stretches you out further and further...... I pound into your ass so hard your whole body jiggles and use my fingers to dig in your fupa to find whatevers left of your manhood to rub the tiny clit that it's become 😈😈😈

#unrealistic #size theft #like tbh its a new kink unlocked for me #nice #ask #answered #my post #queer feeder #trans feeder #queer feedism #fat pad

[goattrain]

some drunk doodles from tonight - mostly big Stephanies, the way I should be <3

#my ocs #anthro #goat #macro #giant #giantess #stephanie #goatmod #jaida mack #lion #lioness #nikki #cat #micro #shrink #size theft

[itsvunker]

It's in the distant future... Society as morphed past the original ideal. Men are now the most treasured commodity in the world. Masculinity and manhood are defacto signs of leadership and virility, they are the very essence of sexuality. Men will give anything and everything in this world to maintain their status at the top as the alpha in their environment. However, when illicit activity is reported and the suspect is detained, their manliness is considered forfeit. If there is a victim in the crime, the forfeit masculinity is awarded to them. While under their sentence, these criminal "men" are ridiculed, humiliated, and dominated by the actual representations of manhood. In today's example, we find Troy, a platinum blonde man of respectable size and stature. Troy was the victim of a robbing at the hands of Rodney. Rodney, being the man of larger girth, muscle, and masculinity, thought he could take everything that Troy had. Unfortunately for him, there were constables on patrol near the incident, and Rodney was quickly apprehended.

"Hey man! Lay off! This is my wallet!" Troy exclaimed, as Rodney took his shirt off, exposing his intimidating hairy body. Muscles flexed, and his gut swayed, the very earth seemed to rumble beneath his step. Throwing his entire weight behind it, Rodney gut checked Troy to the ground, pinning him with his massive stomach. Easily having 150 lbs or more on Troy, the man couldn't free himself from his fatty prison as Rodney's calloused hands rummaged through Troy's back pocket, fishing for the wallet. As soon as his cash prize was extracted, Rodney leaned back on his heels, stood up briefly in order to flip Troy over. Troy looked upon the face of his assailant, as his hands were pinned above his head with one meaty paw, Rodney raised his shirt, exposing his bare, hairless midsection. This was Rodney's favorite part, as he grinned to himself, lowering his massive tank back into place, its girthy weight piling on top of Troy's stomach, its hairy mass arousing the bottom man.

"What's the matter, little man, getting all worked up by this massive man on top of you?" His own cock stirring in his jeans. He flexed a powerful bicep with his free hand before really grinding his heft into the lower man. Troy winced in pain as sharp stones on the sidewalk dug into his exposed skin, his cock harder than iron, he felt Rodney's rod stiffening on top of him, and just as Rodney thrust his massive gut into his body, Troy embarrassingly came, painting the insides of his jock strap white with his load, whole body spasming. Rodney unfastened the button on his waist and freed his own cock, jerking it hard before painting the lower man's stomach with his own copious load. Feeling superior in every way to the blonde man below him, Rodney collected himself and his shirt, turning to face two boys in blue. "Ah shit..." The two cops, who had seen the whole thing transpire, fired their non-lethal weapons square into the man's broad barrel chest. They both discharged their payload, rendering the man's muscles and body mass useless, as their strength and weight were sapped from him. If there was a scale below him, the numbers would rapidly fall from his 425lb frame, although his appearance would stay as massive as he was. It was a special technology made at the turn of the century which rendered any man's power worthless and made them as weak as a twink of the old days, no matter what they physically looked like.

We rejoin our two men in the prison, Troy clad in only his jock strap, and Rodney stark naked, save for a clear hose fixed firmly on his manhood. The presiding judge spoke up and broke the silence in the room. "Rodney McCurrington, you are sentenced to a period of time no shorter than 5 years, relieved of your masculinity. As the victim in the crime, Troy, you are awarded the manhood removed from the defendant. Bailiff?" The hefty bailiff in the room assisted Troy with the opposite end of the hose attached to Rodney, lubing up the end and gently inserting it inside Troy's puckered asshole. Once it was firmly attached, the judge pressed the button to begin the process. The LED monitor on the wall shone to life, displaying the status of the procedure. [Mass Drain Initiated] adorned the first line, followed by Subject A and Subject B with a percentage behind each. The bailiff administers a drug to Rodney, whose manhood immediately springs to full erectness before his nuts start to spill their load unprovoked. Another marvel of the century, this drug is able to induce orgasm without stimulation in men. Despite the immense pleasure coursing through his cock, Rodney gritted his teeth. In a gruff manly voice, he managed to grunt out "N…no... It's... nnngh... starting..." The numbers slowly began ticking up on the percentages. Before long, 5% of Rodney's masculinity had been siphoned from him. Troy, who had bulked up just a little bit from Rodney's gains, gleefully reported "Oooh~ It feels like a REAL MAN is filling me inside...~"

The machine pumped and slurped away at Rodney's body, hungrily devouring anything that entitled him to be called a man, his prodigious gut slowly deflating like a balloon, his muscles withering away under his skin, and his body hair receding into his body. The display on the wall flashed a new phrase in addition to the growing percentages. [Beginning de-alpha routine] From somewhere deep inside him, Rodney felt a change begin to take hold. He slowly began to lose interest in lording himself over other men... instead... a faint desire to service them instead began to take root. As more of his manhood was drained from his body, Rodney's submissiveness only grew. His protests and demands for this to be stopped faded into only low grunts and moans as his cock is pumped for all that it's worth. His testicles shrinking and emptying faster and faster, his sack climbed up his rapidly thinning thighs. He could practically feel himself growing impotent, knowing he could never get anyone pregnant with his faded swimmers declining in number fast. His cock shrinking in tandem with his balls, he blushed in humiliation. Troy on the other hand was grunting and feeling the opposite... he only wanted to dominate other men more and more as Rodney's testosterone found its new home in his body. "Feeling... manlier... already..." as the numbers on the screen read 27% for drained and gained.

53% of the process completed by this point, Rodney was a shadow of the man he was. His facial hair reduced to little more than 5 o'clock shadow, as well all the other hair on his body. His moans are now giving way to pleads, a far cry from his original demands. "Ha...aaahh... My... manhood... P...please....S...stop..." 60% of his alpha male testosterone had been drained from his body. His chest lost its barrel shape as his shoulders drew closer together, no longer spread wide by his massive muscles, his proud gut little more than a small paunch at this point. His balls ached as they reached the size of peas, his cock no larger than a button, he had little left to lose there. Troy however turned to face his assailant at this point, his gluttonous gut swelling rapidly as large gobs of Rodney's manhood invaded his ass, his muscles bloating with newfound size and power, he flexed his arm and watched in amazement as it grew before his eyes. His beard began to grow longer, draping over his ballooning pecs at this point. "Mmmph... Fuck yeah..." he moaned into Rodney's ear. "It feels so good to have all your power and manliness invading my body, making me into the superior man. I understand why you ground me into the dirt back there with your gut. This thing is getting enormous!" He glanced at the monitor to check the numbers. "And we're only about halfway done!! Hahaha!" his voice booming deeper and more gruff with every word.

With one final tiny spurt from his nub, Rodney relieved himself of the last of his testosterone, and renounced himself as a man to the world. The machine sensed this, and caused his half of the hose to fall limply off his shrunken hips. He took a moment to explore his "body", white-hot shame burning through his whole frame. He could see his "cock" for the first time in years. His spindly fingers reached out to touch it, his sexual stamina now reduced to zero, as soon as he grazed it with the tip of his finger, it sprang to full hardness, a whopping half an inch, and immediately caused him to double over in a mind wrenching orgasm that he felt through his entire emaciated body. His tiny balls, worked overtime to be able to produce anything, little more than a drop dripped out from his tip. He groaned as he came back from his orgasm, feeling the rest of his hairless body, the skin clinging tight to his ribs, he had to be no more than 110 lbs WITH clothes on. He glanced to the monitor, and more shame washed over him as the readout displayed "[Subject B, Not Detected, Manhood Fallout Observed" Subject B Alpha Male depleted.] Above this, the readout sang praises to Troy, [Mass Drain Final Pump Started. Subject A, 81% gained.] Rodney looked at Troy, who was absolutely reveling in his own sexual desires.

"HNNNGG.. NNNAAAHHHH... STRONGER!! FATTER!! MANLIER!!!" he roared, his voice so deep it vibrated through Rodney's bony body. Rodney could only watch as his weakened body was unable to stop the final, massive glob of his maleness traveling through the hose into Troy's expanding ass. The jock strap, which had struggled so valiantly to remain intact, finally cut ties with itself and exploded off his body to the nearby wall. As the remaining 20% of Rodney flowed inside him, his gut gurgled loudly and began to jiggle and sway, rapidly getting fatter and hairier. His muscles twitched and spasmed, the dense forest beneath his armpits and across his chest growing darker and thicker by the second. His body was drinking in the very last of Rodney and he was absolutely loving it! His beard grew longer yet, now adorning the top of his humongous tank. Troy threw his head back in pure pleasure before the hose popped out of his thick, hairy, muscled ass, assuming the final bit of mass on his frame, roaring to the crowd watching above as the new alpha male was born.

A hulking mass of hardened muscular steel, firm heavy fat, thick and virile cock and balls, absolutely dressed to the nines in body hair, Troy lorded himself over the emaciated Rodney. He flexed his gut, lifting it just high enough that he could position it over the tiny "man"s body, and then let all of his weight and mass drop on top of him. Rodney's flailing arms groped around the behemoth mass of hairy gut for a few seconds before the stimulation was too much for him. He gripped that fat mountain hard as his cocklet sprayed 10 consecutive "loads" on the underside of Troy's manly mountain. He couldn't help himself with such a low sexual stamina. Troy on the other hand took a newly calloused hand, a working man's hand, to his own throbbing hard cock, giving it a few ginger tugs before he too erupted in bliss. Rodney was coated within the first few ropes that shot from the massive cock, those giant balls in his sack supplying more cum than Rodney will ever produce in 5 years in the first rope. A solid minute of orgasmic bliss later, Troy removed himself from on top of Rodney. The manlet below, completely and totally ruined as a man, drowning in a pool of an actual man's cum whimpered softly. His submissive urges almost causing him to beg Troy to smother him again.

Troy left satisfied. Justice had been served. Rodney was a pitiful excuse for a boy, much less a man at this point, and he was a gargantuan behemoth. Funny. All this happened over the $10 that he happened to be carrying in his wallet at the time. Over his shoulder, Troy called out to the boy, "was it worth the $10, boy?". Rodney's face went deep red. Being called the future society's worst slur, boy, was something he'd have to work through with his therapist.

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[jimbohusky]

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[jzp-art]

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