Domination & Submission

[vivixen]

The year is 2042. The world has gotten pretty dark. It's been fifteen years since the emergence of HMV (Human Miniaturization Virus), originating from an "accidental" lab leak out of Russia, whose newfound role as the global superpower (officially overtaking that role from America a year prior, in 2026, with the full collapse of NATO and the American empire) has led the global culture to shift away from democratic, liberal values, and toward authoritarian strongman politics.

The virus proved to be highly contagious, and a pandemic was quickly announced. Millions worldwide were reduced to sizes between 3 and 5 inches, and at first, they were referred to by most people as "HMV victims". There was a short period of time where the media focused on the human rights of HMV victims, and the need for this new vulnerable minority group's protection from danger and predation. However, society quickly turned on these so-called victims. They started being referred to more callously as "tinies", and the average person now was less concerned with tinies' human rights and need for protection, and more focused on their feelings of dominance over this new group of "people". Even putting quotes around the world "people" probably isn't enough to really capture the dehumanization of this group -- a poll conducted globally in February 2028 revealed darker and more aggressive attitudes toward this marginalized group. A sample of some of these questions follows:

"Do you consider those who have been miniaturized to a mere 5 inches or less from HMV to be real people?"
84% of respondents said no. An additional 12% said "leaning toward no".

"Should the government establish a committee to investigate possible hidden crimes against HMV victims, including mass kidnappings, homicides, trafficking, and sexual assault?"
92% of respondents said "definitely not". An additional 5% said this would be a waste of government resources.

"Should the government raise tax revenues through the establishment a legal registry of HMV victims, or more accurately, "tinies", for the purpose of the legal sale and ownership of said tinies by real people with the means to purchase one (or multiple)?"
78% of respondents said yes.

A few months later, the registry was created. Gone were the days of regular people discussing the rights and protections of tinies; it was now mainstream to casually talk about the enslavement and ownership of tinies, who were no longer considered people by the vast majority of society. Owning a tiny offered immense feelings of domination and power for those with the money to afford one (or two, or three... or thousands, for the elite billionaire oligarchs). There were also government subsidy programs that allowed middle-class people to get their hands on a tiny as well. Pretty soon, society started to regroup, away from the political left-right dichotomy, and toward a unification based around taking pleasure in dehumanizing and dominating tinies. Who had time to give a fuck about rights for a powerless group of nobodies when you could shove a four-inch person down the front of your pants just for the sick pleasure of enjoying their suffering? God is dead, and hedonistic, aimless pleasure-seeking at the expense of tiny sex slaves' dignity and forgotten personhood has taken over the minds of the masses.

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This is my first story, so I hope you like it. Will write the next part soon, let me know what you think. =)

[Saxanas]

Very excited to see where it goes! The grosser the better hehe~

[vivixen]

Domination & Submission: Part 2

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Warren was having a boring day. He had just gotten home from work, where he sat at a desk in an office for eight hours manipulating spreadsheets and bullshitting to his boss. He was tired of the monotonous tone of daily life. He wanted something more. Warren didn't know how to talk to girls, or at least he didn't know how to talk to them in an inviting manner. When he would go out to bars to try and chat up women, he'd get nowhere. He felt like a fucking loser.

On Wednesday, January 5, 2028, Warren was trekking along the local trail favored by hiking enthusiasts. He was building up quite the sweat. He hadn't showered in two days. He just didn't really care; he lived alone, had no girlfriend, and spent most of his time playing video games alone or hiking alone while listening to music. But when he was on this hike, he suddenly noticed something on the trail. Not a bug, or an insect, ... but a person. A tiny person. One of those "HMV victims" he'd heard of. He looked down at this 4-inch person. He started to wonder... what was she thinking? How would she feel being in the presence of my massive body? Of my massive strength?

Warren's boxer briefs started to get tighter. He was feeling a certain way about this situation. He knew about the ongoing culture war surrounding tinies; he knew that most of society had turned their back on these "victims." He wondered how good it might feel for one of these tinies to lick the head of his cock. He wondered how it might feel to rub one of these tinies' faces back and forth against his dirty, sweaty ballsack. He wondered how it might feel to legally own a tiny "person." How would it feel to be completely legally entitled to fully sexually subject a real human being? To diminish them to such a point that their entire purpose is reduced to pleasuring your cock?

Warren considered himself a liberal, but these feelings were growing to the point where he was jacking off in private... reading stories of tiny women licking big cocks, being subjugated to torture at the hands of giant men, being forced to submit to forces much more powerful than they ever would be.

Warren reached down for the tiny person on his hiking trail. His cock hardened. Warren felt immense power holding this tiny in his fist. He immediately shoved her down his gym shorts. She was trapped in his musky, sweaty, dirty chamber of unwashed cock and balls. He realized that his sexual pleasure mattered more to him than whatever was happening in this tiny's brain. Maybe she wanted to be let out; but even if that was true, ... well, he didn't care. He wanted to blow his load on her face. He wanted her to taste him. He wanted her to smell him. He grabbed his shorts from the outside and squeezed; he felt the tiny cunt press against his massive, hard cock... he slipped her down a bit, shoving her face into the slit of his cockhead; he started to masturbate through his shorts, rubbing her tiny face back and forth through his cockhead, forcing her to taste and smell and swallow his precum.

Warren was in sexual heaven. He had never felt anything this pleasurable before. He was rubbing a tiny woman's face against his piss-slit, and he didn't give a single fuck about her feelings toward this. He just kept going. Before he knew it, he was about to cum. He kept going, he kept going, and going, and going... and he blew his fucking load. White, sticky, hot cum, shot all over the tiny whore's face. She was forced to swallow a lot of it. She was begging for forgiveness... she was praying to her god, praying to anyone who would listen.

What did she do to deserve this? Nothing. She didn't do anything. But it happened anyway. A fully innocent woman was reduced to a cum-guzzling cock-licking whore simply because she could be. She was able to be subjugated, so she was. Quickly, she learned this was part of the true nature of humans. She realized the rest of her life was going to revolve around his fundamentally human desire for domination. She would be a submissive little sex toy, no matter what she thought of that prospect.

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TO BE CONTINUED

[Weavelg0d]

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