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

A single grain of sand
Joined February 2019
✨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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Breathing your last breath in the depths of a stranger's rear. Clawing desperately at unfeeling skin as the light slowly leaves your eyes. Breaking down as your lungs fail to process the toxic fog clinging to every choked gasp for air. Your struggles go unnoticed in the dark...
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Sober and the feeling hasn’t left I fear. Ooooo to shrink in some guys apartment and be forced to spend hours crawling across a single pair of boxers he had discarded the night prior, baking in the lingering heat of his flesh, choking on the dried scent of his groin and rear…
Vek is drunk and wants to be killed by a gay guy so bad. A smear beneath an alabaster cheek. A stain against a bulge just *barely* contained in his tight jeans. Accidentally inhaled and spending my last moments suffocating in his mucus. Mistaken for a bug and idly ground out…
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*Manifesting* Plastered against the vast outer rim of someone's hole, so small that I hear not only the deep, ominous groans of the inner body's digestion but also the subtle scraping of the canyon-esque folds as they compress and rub together with every twitch and clench.
So small you can hear the normally imperceptible groans of the human body as the skin stretches and contracts with each innocuous motion. The scraping of an uncountable number of flaking skin cells that accompanies every subtle shift of their curves or stretch of their fingers...
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Choking within a billowing fog of acrid cigarette breath and smoke after a worker carelessly blows a puff down upon you during a smoke break—far too busy enjoying a welcome reprieve from their shift to care about some mite scuttling near their feet...
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Hottest thing I've seen in my LIFE.
-[Shifted] The Midnight Snack- Late at night, a distracted Quinn Carter prepares a snack, completely unaware that several A.N.T.S. have been scattered around his kitchen... As Quinn moves along he is completely unaware of the tragedy beneath his gaze... Full story on my website Commission for @VekelM
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I think my ideal body type for a giant is someone who is a bit pudgy. A soft tummy that's huggable at normal size, large enough that, as I slowly dwindle to nothing within the towering fibers of their carpet, it eclipses my view of their face...
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A shrunken kingdom nestled in the roots of a forest tree being met with the deafening, ear-splitting *RIP* of a zipper coming undone, their only warning before a torrent of yellow smashes into the outskirts and traces a path of destruction and death across the royal capital.
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The princess, cowering and crying within her royal chambers, can only watch as it encroaches. A final scream cut off by a faint gurgle, before she's simply...ripped apart. Above, a boyish hiker idly traces his name across the "moss" he had spotted while relieving himself.
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Enveloped in a biblical flood as a deluge of translucent fluid emerges from the mile-spanning, fleshy crevasse that had dominated your dimly lit horizon—choking and drowning in what was little more than a drop of pre-cum, dripping from the glans of someone scrolling your profile.
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Neet who notices your mangled body after hearing the soft crunch you made when he plopped onto his computer chair. He barely spares you a second glance before flicking you to the floor below, forgotten as he queues into his game. You bleed out to the sounds of Deadlock overhead.
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I want to be a sobbing mess, looking up through red eyes as the foot of a friend’s OC eclipses the light above, miles upon miles of unkempt sock fibers adorned with bits of fuzz and faint specks of grit magnitudes larger than I am… Croaking screams silenced by a soft *thump*.
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I adore when tinies are referred to as "gnats" or "mites". It evokes such a good sense of scale and really hammers home that they're seen as little more than an annoyance. Pests that no one would bat an eye over if you crushed them under palm or finger...
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Fairies meeting their end beneath cheap flyswatters, splattered against the windshield of a passing car, mulched between clapping palms, suffocated in a thick fog of bug spray, starved on a thin layer of fly tape... Dealt with like any other flying pest, a mundane massacre...
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Glowing, fluttering little thing alighting atop the surface of someone's arm and being met with an "Ew…". Barely given time to react before an unceremonious *swat* splatters them into a shower of tiny sparkles and luminescent blood, remains idly flicked onto the path below.
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A big who isn't strictly cruel but doesn't really...'get' the idea of treating tinies as anything more than bugs. Scolded by their roommate whenever they press on out under thumb or squish one walking across the floor. "Eh? They're like *ants*, can't have them building nests."
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A normally gentle giant who still sees nanos as lesser. Adopting the outlook of "they're too small to last long anyway" as they idly wipe a finger across the table, leaving several near-imperceptible smears in their wake. "They're probably too small to like...think anyway."
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Shrinking into the food of a crunchy farm boy in hopes of living out your vore kink as little more than seasoning... Only to be dumped into his compost bin. Spending your last moments in the suffocating heat, writhing against the greasy film of a decaying banana peel…
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Small enough to drown in the faint bit of microscopic sweat that makes up someone’s butt-print on the changing room bench—the stray, half-dried globs of perspiration that had wiped off a stranger’s workout pants deep enough to envelop you completely…
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I do adore it when digestion is a drawn-out process that takes minutes or even hours. The enamoring contrast between a boy taking mere seconds to gulp you down alongside his meal, and the extended pain and dissolution you experience as your body fades in the depths of his tummy.
I think the reason I prefer abrupt bad ends over drawn-out torture is that a huge part of my attraction is how their insignificance is reinforced by their fragility. How the difference between life and death can truly come down to a single, thoughtless movement. (ramble)
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I think it's hot when you have to spend the painfully long last moments of your life hearing the idle gurgles of his indifferent biological processes, feeling yourself slowly melt into the surrounding chyme next to bits of mushed pizza magnitudes larger than you are...
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