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Vek

@VekelM

The germ freeloading on your skin. He/Him, 18+. Dudes are REALLY hot tbh(Bi). PFP drawn by the wonderful @palesoftmoons!!!!

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Joined February 2019
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✨Pinned Post✨ Howdy! I'm Vek, a writer of microfiction and the occasional short story. My niche is mainly nano/micro sizes with a heavy focus on unaware, though I branch out often. CW: “Bad-ends” and light/moderate gore are prevalent throughout, as are giants of any gender.
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Love when a looming shoe is marred with the remnants of other objects the giant had stepped on. Boulders of broken soil falling in an avalanche from its tread, a darkened wad of gum wedged in its pattern. A history of their past steps. Your remains wouldn't even be a footnote.
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Rears with a kill count you can see splattered across the seat of their denim pants as it eclipses the light above, the remains of other unfortunate creatures mangled and pulped across fibers *straining* to contain the mass of the curves within... Several were larger than you.
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Oh, to be small enough to be completely, utterly dwarfed by a single freckle as you climb across the seemingly endless curve of a sleeping giant's backside, your hands digging into thick stalks of peach fuzz sprouting from an island of off-pigmented flesh...
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I adore when flying aircraft are treated like little more than gnats after being shrunken. A grand futuristic airship crumpling against a woman's cheek as she idly slaps the "annoying buzzing" near her ear. The desperate screams of its crew silenced between two walls of flesh...
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A fighter jet meeting its end in the vast cavern of a random boy's nostril after being sucked in by an idle inhale, crashing into the swamp-like film of mucus lining the cave and sinking into its embrace. The pilot's final cries drowned out by a faint sniffle...
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I adore the trope of fearsome, life-or-death threats to a tiny being dealt with with a humiliating amount of ease by an oblivious giant. An inching warrior watching as the remains of their once “fearsome” rival are idly scraped off an adventurer's boot, mistaken for a beetle...
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Desperately sprinting away from a lone carpet mite, only for the sky itself to collapse. You land on your back, hearing reduced to a dull, incessant ring as displaced air batters your skin. A wall of off-white sock fibers stretches to the sky, the mite squashed beneath its mass.
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To be so small I can’t even discern what part of the unimaginably vast mass of flesh is about to obliterate me—the body amplified to such an extent that the whole of its structure becomes incomprehensible, as if trying to discern the shape of a continent while standing atop it…
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Two nanos tearfully offering reassurances that "everything will be ok" and "we'll get out of this, we've survived worse" as the indifferent mass of a boy's rear eclipses the sky above—desperately trying to cling to even the faintest vestiges of hope in the face of the inevitable.
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Smothered against the wrinkles of a boy's hole for so long that, even after you are shaken loose, you are left in a catatonic state—unable to withstand hours of being enveloped in darkness, suffocating in the thick, noxious fog expelled with every twitch of the unseen orifice...
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Barely surviving the cataclysmic passing of the mass of flesh and fabric that I had once considered a friend—ears ringing from the deafening impact of their footfalls—only for my sky to darken as a loose ball of lint crashes down from above, a mountain discarded without notice...
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This Nanovember, I should be subjected to the indifferent biology of an oblivious guy or gal's skin and slowly reduced to nothing more than a husk, mired and submerged in a morass of sebum and sweat as it leaks from a nearby pore, tears long since dried on my decaying features...
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A friend who is aware of my preferences and drops my rapidly dwindling body atop their ass-cheek, unaware that I'd spend my last moment writhing in the suffocating heat of their body and being slowly broken apart by the surrounding microbiota instead of whatever fantasy I wanted.
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Oh, to be killed by nothing but a giant idly scratching an innocuous itch on their skin. Barely able to process my incoming demise before a mountain of whorled flesh squashes me against the supple flesh of a cheek or tummy, streaking me into an imperceptible smear...
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Small enough to drown in a lone respiratory droplet as it plummets like a liquid meteor from the depths of your oblivious friend's maw, enveloping you in a viscous swamp of mucus and saliva while their words echo in an incomprehensible rumble in the sky above.
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Shrunken so small that the breasts of your well-endowed, air-headed friend remain rigid and hard beneath your feet—soft curves corrupted into an uneven badland of rough, rigid skin flakes, interspersed by stalks of blonde vellus hairs several times thicker than your torso...
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Zuxby 🔞 (Comms CLOSED 4/5) (@Zuckabee_Zuxby) profile pictureZuxby 🔞 (Comms CLOSED 4/5)@Zuckabee_ZuxbyOct 31
Reader beware, you're in for a SCARE! Something a bit more festive, an extended Bad End alt to the Ivy story that just went up. If you don't like more cruel endings with lots Micro-Tinies meeting their end between a giant pair of boobs, then TOO BAD! Happy Halloween! (1/2)
Image from Zuxby 🔞 (Comms CLOSED 4/5) (@Zuckabee_Zuxby)
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The pretty, soft smile of a boy contrasted with the barely perceptible smears of viscera scattered across the back of his pants—the last remnants of a scouting party. He’d be heartbroken if he knew. The subtle grind as his rear settles onto his next seat ensures he never would.
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So small that even mundane biological processes are cataclysmic. A bead of sweat forming a pearlescent wall over the horizon, an ocean leaking from a pore. An inhale creating a gale so fierce it robs me of the ground beneath my feet, sending me tumbling into slime-laden depths.
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I want to be small enough to die even when the oblivious giant isn’t actively doing anything…that the final moments of my life wouldn’t even register as a blip in their day. An utter nothing…
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