Sadie had been obsessed with the idea for weeks now. Every time she saw one of the tinies scurrying across campus, her stomach clenched in anticipation. She knew exactly what she wanted. Not just to swallow one whole—but to drag it out, to feel the slow build-up of her power over it before finally sending it down to be turned into shit.


And today, she had found the perfect victim.


The tiny girl, maybe two inches ta

A Tiny's Night Out


Mira adjusted the strap of her little satchel, her bare feet tapping lightly against the wooden surface of the bar counter. Around her, the world of regular-sized people bustled with laughter, clinking glasses, and the scent of sizzling food. Being a tiny in a full-sized world had its challenges, but Mira had always thrived on excitement.


She took a sip from the thimble-sized mug of ale that the barten

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