The announcement came swiftly after the inauguration. The new president, with a sweeping executive order, reversed the rights of all tinies. Declared a drain on resources, they were to be classified as food-grade, and reduced to nothing more than a delicacy to be consumed at will. Panic spread like wildfire among the tiny population. Her workplace had been vague on whether their job positions would be protected, leaving many in uncertainty. Despite the looming fear, Riley had no choice but to r

Gia sat on the couch, flipping through her phone while keeping a lazy eye on her tiny brother playing on the coffee table. He was supposed to be her responsibility for the night while their parents were out, but babysitting a tiny wasn’t exactly hard work. He didn’t need much supervision—just the occasional glance to make sure he wasn’t getting into trouble.

Her brother, barely two inches tall, busied himself with a toy car he could barely lift. H

Marcy had always been a dreamer. A mouse girl with soft brown fur and bright hazel eyes, she had a knack for losing herself in her thoughts. She grew up in a small village of mouse folk, where life was simple but full of warmth. Her family had little, but they instilled in her a love of learning and a sense of wonder about the world beyond their quiet community.

Marcy’s childhood was marked by her insatiable curiosity. She spent her days exploring the fields and wo

Vanessa’s day had begun like any other, and now it was ending in an equally unremarkable fashion: seated on a toilet, finishing the last act of what had been an otherwise routine lunch. She shifted slightly, her claws tapping rhythmically on the stall door as the pressure in her abdomen built. It wasn’t the first time she’d casually scarfed down a mouse girl between classes, and it wouldn’t be the last. For Vanessa, this was just another part of her carefully balanced day

Sierra had been left alone for only a moment. Her classmate chaperone, a kind but distracted girl, had stepped away to take a phone call, leaving Sierra sitting on the edge of the desk in the library. The air was quiet, the hum of fluorescent lights the only sound as Sierra fiddled nervously with the hem of her tiny skirt. She hated being vulnerable, but this outing had seemed safe enough. No one had paid her much attention—until they arrived.

Miranda, Sasha, and B

Tay adjusted her miniature graduation cap, peering out across the vast sea of her normal-sized classmates. It was the day she had long dreamed of: high school graduation. The gigantic auditorium echoed with excitement as names were called, and one by one, students walked proudly across the stage to receive their diplomas. The enormous banners hanging across the auditorium ceiling read "Congratulations Class of 2024!" in a bold, festive font. Tay felt her heart flutter, anticipation bui

The bell had just rung, signaling the end of math class, and Heather was glad it was over. She might have been just two inches tall, but sitting through algebra was a drag for anyone. The girls in her class all got up to leave, chatting about their day, when a familiar voice called out to her.


"Hey, Heather," Jessica said, her tone dripping with that condescending edge Heather had come to loathe. Heather rolled her eyes, her annoyance barely concea

Sadie and Kiana had an unusual friendship, one built on secrets and twisted trust. It was a chilly autumn afternoon, and Sadie had invited Kiana over for what quickly became another one of their taboo games. Sadie lay sprawled on her bed, her legs spread wide, fingers furiously rubbing her clit. Her hips bucked as she pressed down harder, her eyes locked on Kiana. She rubbed her clit in frantic, relentless circles, her body trembling with the intensity of her arousal. Wetness coated her fingers,

Sadie slouched down in the corner of the campus library, her eyes glued to her laptop screen. The harsh light from the ceiling flickered slightly as she scrolled through countless posts on the campus forum, looking for something—anything—that would save her from another lonely night in her dorm. Thanksgiving was tomorrow, and almost everyone had already left campus to go home, reuniting with family, indulging in feasts. But not her. Her plans had fallen through, and she found herself

The bustling energy of the campus cafeteria was alive with students grabbing lunch in between classes. The hum of casual chatter, laughter, and clinking utensils echoed throughout the space. Nestled among the scattered trays of food and large soda cups, tinies walked around, barely given a thought by the towering college girls around them. For two-inch Luna, this had become just another day in her life—an existence lived on the edge of normalcy in a world that viewed her as something lesse

The night was alive with giggles and chatter as Dakota and her tiny friends gathered for a sleepover in her room. Tinies, only a few inches tall, lived among normal people, facing challenges every day just to survive. From the risk of being overlooked to the constant threat of being mishandled, life for a tiny was full of hardships that often went unnoticed by the larger world. Despite this, Dakota and her friends tried to enjoy their moments of fun and laughter, seeking brief escapes from the h

The afternoon sun spilled golden light into the living room, where Vanessa and Dakota’s mother, Marianne, were enjoying tea at the table. Vanessa, seated comfortably with her legs crossed, reached over the delicate china and touched Marianne’s hand, giving her a warm smile.


“You know, Marianne, I’ve always admired how curvy your daughter is,” Vanessa said, her eyes gleaming with a mix of curiosity and hunger.