Monday, May 21, 2018

She, Possibly It

She, Possibly It
copyright 2018 Taedis

(Giant Robot, Rated G)

Once upon a when he knew things.

He knew he was a soldier alike in all ways to the dozens of others he had tracked and battled, met and ended, differing only in the person who issued his orders and the color of the flag she saluted when she had to.

He knew it had been a pause short of five somethings since he laid the last enemy soldier to the ground; exactly five somethings since he received his last order. He never knew the name of the woman whose orders echoed in his ears. After five somethings he doubted he ever would.

You Are Not Alone

You Are Not Alone
copyright 2018 Taedis

(gentle, giantess, NSFW)

He was still with her when she woke from her good dream, smiling and gently snoring as he lay sleeping on her belly, wearing nothing but a shaft of early morning sunlight streaming through a window of bare branches in the forest they had spent the night in.

She marveled at his perfect body as he shifted in his sleep. The way his strong back and long muscular legs intersected in the hard curves of his sublime ass. The way his shoulders broadened out from that back forming an uppercase T that defined him as a man. Shoulders that were almost broad enough to stretch from her left nipple to the right.

Wednesday, July 19, 2017

Story: Vows: Wedding Day Pt 3

This part went a bit longer than anticipated.  Not as long as some of the later chapters of Belittled got, but longer than what has come before.

Some quick notes.

This is the chapter that swings into NSFW territory.  If you're not into that sort of thing you should probably stop reading after the wedding photos.  If you're only here for the smut (and there's nothing wrong with that) you might want to skip to that point.

Right now my plan is to work on finishing the first part of Carrie and Jack's story, getting them through their wedding day and maybe part of their honeymoon.  That should be another two parts.  Maybe three.  I can get wordy.  I'll probably take a short break from this to give me time to work on plotting the rest of the story and getting the new Shrink Inc book edited for publication.

Thanks again to those people on GiantessCity who've given me encouraging words.

And for the foot fans out there, there's no foot content in this part despite the image I chose to accompany it.  Sorry. I just like the picture and the perspective.

Enough jibber jabber.

Vows: Wedding Day Pt 3

copyright 2017 Taedis

“Obviously Jack's not allowed back in that Olive Garden. Ever.”

David was hoping for a big laugh at that point, but all he got was a smattering of nervous titters from the school age kids. They weren't laughing at his skills as a raconteur, they were giggling because a grown-up had screwed up so badly so publicly. Everyone else was too uptight or too sober to appreciate David's crash and burn approach to his best man's speech.

“But seriously, I've known Jack since we were six. I've seen all the other girls he's been with and none of them are anything like Carrie. You got yourself a real winner there, dude.”

He'd spent twenty minutes rambling on about the most embarrassing moment in my life and he was trying to salvage the speech with that.

David gestured at us with his champagne flute before draining it down in one long guzzle.

“To Jack and Carrie.” David said before quickly sitting back down.

The rest of the room drank their toasts in silence except for Earl and Josephine who gave David a slow clap ovation. I think little Jo was trying to stomp her feet in Earl's breast pocket, but only managed to kick her husband's nipple.

Monday, July 10, 2017

Story: Vows: Wedding Day Pt 2

I've received some very kind words concerning my previous story so I've decided to continue.  Thank you for the positive responses, I hope you enjoy this and any future installments.

This part is also safe for work though future parts will get smutty.  Not sure if we're talking a hard R or an X rating, but I'll be sure to give a warning before stumbling into the hot and heavy.  The shrinking man aspect of the narrative is still in slow burn mode here, but should blossom (yeah, I mixed that metaphor) in the next part.  As in the previous part there are secondary shrunken women characters.

Vows: Wedding Day Pt 2
copyright 2017 Taedis


Carrie's arm was wrapped around mine. To all the guests in the pews it looked like she was holding my hand and leaning in close to share another “I love you,” but really Carrie was keeping me from crashing face first into the carpet as we walked up the aisle to the vestibule.

I didn't know how many shoe sizes I'd lost when Carrie shrank me; the cheap shoes that came with the tux were only staying on my feet through force of will. I didn't know exactly how many inches of tuxedo pant leg I was dragging on the ground, just that it was more than enough to almost cause an accident.

Tuesday, July 4, 2017

Story: Vows: Wedding Day

The following story contains relatively little shrinking and no sexual content, but sets the stage for future stories with the characters.  If I decide to continue it (reader feedback will be key in determining that) there will be more size play and probably more sexual content as things progress.  I'd qualify this as one of my gentler/sweeter stories and will remain so even when/if I bring it to a NSFW place.  

Vows: Wedding Day
copyright 2017 Taedis

“You sure you want to go through with this?” David asked trying to get my tie straight. “It's still not too late to change your mind.”

“I love her. Besides, I've already rented the tux; it's a little late to call things off.”

“I'm not talking about the wedding and you know it.” He patted the tie flat on my chest. It mostly stayed put.

“Carrie's family are very … religious.”

I was going to say traditional or old fashioned, but what Carrie and I had planned wasn't either of those things. It was doubtful Carrie's folks would define it as “religious,” but that didn't matter so long as Carrie was satisfied.

Saturday, December 17, 2016

Elasti-Girl The Good Parts Version 10

We have made it to the 10th installment of everybody's favorite size shifting heroine.  At least she's mine and since you're reading this I have to assume she's in your top five as well.  

This brings us up to the 89th issue of Doom Patrol and marks a minor milestone for the character.  Up until now we've seen Rita fighting crime in her green mini-dress.  Toss a Star Fleet insignia on that thing, alter the color, and she could have walked onto the Star Trek set without anyone batting an eye.  In a couple years since this comic came out in '64 well before the TV show launched in '66.

I've been of two minds concerning this outfit.  On the one hand it has a sleekness that I can appreciate.  And I'm not just talking about the short skirt on the frequently giant lady either.  On the other hand there are times when I wanted more contrast.  I love the pencils, but there are times when the colorist just doesn't live up to them and usually it comes down to the the splotch of green that is Rita's uniform.

Well this issue sees the end of the original uniform and introduces the one that 60's era Rita will be remembered by to this day.  Before we get to that let's take one final look at the original outfit.

The very last time we see this uniform on panel.

Caption: There's A Place For You

Thursday, December 1, 2016

The 2016 Taedis Compendium

This is a tradition that goes all the way back to 2015.

I was so much younger than.  Headstrong looking to take on the world.  Not yet the bitter wreck of a man I am today.  I'd been publishing my size fetish yarns (as well as some more generic femdom stuff) since August of that year and decided to put everything I had together in one volume.  I figured out how to hyperlink text within a document, slapped down some money for a piece of stock photography, navigated a new program to turn that into a cover, then released that puppy on the world.

2016 is coming to a close and the time has come for the second volume.  Everything that I've released in 2016 under the pen name Taedis is in this book.  Unlike last year's volume this is all shrink kink of one form or another.  All 185,000 words of it.  From the follow up Shrink Inc novel to the story I wrote for SizeCon.

I'd like to offer my thanks to all of you who have supported me in my writing.  It isn't always easy to stay motivated while working through the balancing act of a day job, family, and writing smutty stories about little men being shoved into ladies' underwear.  Thank you for your kind words, constructive criticism, and for being an all around awesome subculture.

Have a happy New Year.

The 2016 Compendium can be purchased by following this link.
Free to read on Kindle Unlimited.

Sunday, November 20, 2016

Elasti-Girl The Good Parts Version 9

For those of you just tuning in to E-GtGPV for the first time here's the deal.  I'm both a size fetishist and a huge fan of old comics.  In fact I'd say that my love of comics probably contributed to my thing for size.  Micronauts.  Ant-Man.  Atom.  Giganta.  You get the drill.

I'd been looking for something to share on Fetish Village that showcased both of these obsessions.  There are the public domain Doll Man and Minimidget adventures that I've posted (with all due thanks to the fine people who posted them online for me to find.)  

I got lucky and came across a run of the old Doom Patrol comics from the 60's and was really impressed by the artwork and the way they used the character of Rita Farr/Elasti-Girl.  The problem was that those comics were still protected under copyright so I couldn't just post the full issues without being a bad netizen.  But there is a fair use exception that allowed me to publish parts of the work.

I originally was just going to do a post about her best moments, but after skimming the first few issues I realized that there was much too much material for one post to cover.

So I decided to post every image from the 60's run of My Greatest Adventures/Doom Patrol that featured a size shifted Rita on an issue by issue basis.  Plus some other bits that amused me or looked like someone else might be interested in seeing.  You won't be able to keep up with the plot for most of these, but that's not really why you're here.

So part 8 was a bit of a let down from the levels of Rita excitement that I and the up to eight people who are reading this blog have come to expect and enjoy.  The creators had introduced a romance subplot in part 7 and Rita ended up with the short end of the plot stick over it in part 8.

Still, she did catch a passenger plane with her bare hands.  So even in a weak issue there were moments of awesome.

Things take a decided turn for the better for Rita this time around in issue 88.  It's an origin story for the Chief, but we won't be dwelling on that too much since most of that happens without Rita being on panel and this is a size fetish blog.

We start with a shrunken Rita captured and threatened on the cover while her also captured teammates look on helplessly.  There are  lot of tiny details that I really love about this cover.  The way that Larry's iron maiden is marked and colored to suggest the bandages that he normally wears is a very subtle way of telling the reader that it's him under all that crap.  Cliff's expression also speaks volumes. 

Maybe you ought to punch some air holes
in that jar, Baron.

Sunday, November 13, 2016

Elasti-Girl The Good Parts Version 8

We have made it to the 8th Doom Patrol story and I'm feeling worried, folks.  In my last post I showed you the new romance subplot that had been added to Rita's character in the first ever Doom Patrol comic (formerly My Greatest Adventure and keeping the same numbering.) A mutual interest between Rita and Larry that wasn't getting too far because Larry had a deep dark secret that meant he slept in a metal lined room.

My concern was and still is that Rita's character gets turned into the girlfriend and we start losing out on her kicking ass at various sizes.  I know it's kind of silly to feel this way about a comic that was cancelled before I was born in a story that I know at least the major plot elements from thanks to years of reading about comics.  But at this point I feel invested in getting as much out of the sixties run as I can.  There's something about the silver age of comics that I love and there's a lack of quality size related characters in the era.  Gil Kane's work on the Atom was great, but the comic had too few women in it for my tastes.  And the 60's Wasp started out in the role of girlfriend and didn't go beyond that until, arguably, the 70's or 80's.

So we've made it to Doom Patrol 87 and another meet up with the Brotherhood of Evil in a story that appears to be my own worst case scenario.  The budding romance between the two characters is pushed to the forefront and this comic has the least amount of shrunken/grown Rita that I've come across so far.  

There's going to be more non-size related screen captures this time around folks.  Normally an issue of Doom Patrol nets me at least a dozen or so ok to great images of Rita shifting size.  This one had four.  Although one of them is pretty damn awesome IMO.

We have yet another cover with a normal sized Rita so I'll skip ahead to a scene with Rita driving the DP.  No size changing, but it's a nice picture of Rita with the wind in her hair.  I also find it interesting that she's driving since Cliff is actually a professional race car driver.  I'd give the creators credit, but they'll quickly lose it in later panels.

And notice the way they show Negative Man returning to Larry's body.  The multiple in-panel images  are similar to the ones used to suggest Rita's size change.  The one's I've had a nit to pick with over the implied motion of the character.  Here it is definitely used to convey rapid motion.

Rita.  In the driver's seat where she belongs.

Sunday, October 16, 2016

Elasti-Girl The Good Parts Version 7

You know how it is.  You're tooling around the internet looking for fun size related comics and you come across something so awesome that you just have to share it with the world, but you don't want to get sued by DC/Time Warner for posting complete comic stories that legally belong to them so you abuse the hell out of the fair use clause of copyright law and just show the parts of the comic that are relevant to your interests and hope that their legal team is too busy going after people on Youtube who are posting that week's episode of Supergirl to send a cease and desist to your penny ante blog.

That's how this series started.  I'd known about Rita Farr aka Elasti-Girl for a damn long time, but had never read any of her original adventures with the Doom Patrol.  I was impressed by the art and the character treatment and decided to share what I'd found with the five or six people who actually read this blog.

Fair warning.  I'm mostly just cutting bits of Rita doing her size thing.  If you want the full stories you'll have to go elsewhere.  I don't even want to give full plot synopses of these issues since I am amazingly lazy don't want to be sued.

We're up to the seventh appearance of the Doom Patrol.  This issue marks the point where My Greatest Adventures renamed itself The Doom Patrol.  They kept the same numbering cause first issues weren't as big a thing back in the day.  So this is issue 86.

I've been keeping track of when Rita is size shifted on the cover.  She's not this time around, but I thought I'd include the cover this time to show the new title.  And Rita is looking pretty cute.

Oh, and there's a machine gun gorilla and a talking brain.

She, Possibly It

She, Possibly It copyright 2018 Taedis (Giant Robot, Rated G) Once upon a when he knew things. He knew he was a soldier a...