PintSizePistolero
@pintsizepistolero.bsky.social
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🌵 Size writer
🌵 Size switch
🌵 Trans fem, yee/haw
🌵 DMs wide open for chats, RP, whatever, have a sarsaparilla and stay awhile!
#sizesky 🏜️
🌵 Size writer
🌵 Size switch
🌵 Trans fem, yee/haw
🌵 DMs wide open for chats, RP, whatever, have a sarsaparilla and stay awhile!
#sizesky 🏜️
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Say howdy, again!
Stumbling over, the precariously held vial of radioactive fluid slips from your hands...
Right onto your air-headed lab assistant. Wiping it off, she sighs.
"Really? Again? You still owe me another set of..."
She shoots up in height through the ceiling, her clothes exploding right off.
Right onto your air-headed lab assistant. Wiping it off, she sighs.
"Really? Again? You still owe me another set of..."
She shoots up in height through the ceiling, her clothes exploding right off.
March 31, 2025 at 6:30 AM
Stumbling over, the precariously held vial of radioactive fluid slips from your hands...
Right onto your air-headed lab assistant. Wiping it off, she sighs.
"Really? Again? You still owe me another set of..."
She shoots up in height through the ceiling, her clothes exploding right off.
Right onto your air-headed lab assistant. Wiping it off, she sighs.
"Really? Again? You still owe me another set of..."
She shoots up in height through the ceiling, her clothes exploding right off.
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Hopping a railing, your plan goes off without a hitch...
Until you smack into the scuffed sneaker of a ride attendant. Unamused, she places you onto her sweaty palm.
"Congrats. You found the FastPass lane for Body Wars. Let me help you board."
Her tongue scrapes you in, straight down her throat.
Until you smack into the scuffed sneaker of a ride attendant. Unamused, she places you onto her sweaty palm.
"Congrats. You found the FastPass lane for Body Wars. Let me help you board."
Her tongue scrapes you in, straight down her throat.
March 28, 2025 at 6:24 PM
Hopping a railing, your plan goes off without a hitch...
Until you smack into the scuffed sneaker of a ride attendant. Unamused, she places you onto her sweaty palm.
"Congrats. You found the FastPass lane for Body Wars. Let me help you board."
Her tongue scrapes you in, straight down her throat.
Until you smack into the scuffed sneaker of a ride attendant. Unamused, she places you onto her sweaty palm.
"Congrats. You found the FastPass lane for Body Wars. Let me help you board."
Her tongue scrapes you in, straight down her throat.
Hopping a railing, your plan goes off without a hitch...
Until you smack into the scuffed sneaker of a ride attendant. Unamused, she places you onto her sweaty palm.
"Congrats. You found the FastPass lane for Body Wars. Let me help you board."
Her tongue scrapes you in, straight down her throat.
Until you smack into the scuffed sneaker of a ride attendant. Unamused, she places you onto her sweaty palm.
"Congrats. You found the FastPass lane for Body Wars. Let me help you board."
Her tongue scrapes you in, straight down her throat.
March 28, 2025 at 6:24 PM
Hopping a railing, your plan goes off without a hitch...
Until you smack into the scuffed sneaker of a ride attendant. Unamused, she places you onto her sweaty palm.
"Congrats. You found the FastPass lane for Body Wars. Let me help you board."
Her tongue scrapes you in, straight down her throat.
Until you smack into the scuffed sneaker of a ride attendant. Unamused, she places you onto her sweaty palm.
"Congrats. You found the FastPass lane for Body Wars. Let me help you board."
Her tongue scrapes you in, straight down her throat.
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Panic spreads inside the glass jar, as her hand abducts another above. Sat on the mall bench, she eyes the crowd, lining her shot.
With a toss, you slide across the floor. Dazed, you're helpless as a platform boot obliterates you.
The goth girl walking on, giggling erupts behind her.
#sizesky
With a toss, you slide across the floor. Dazed, you're helpless as a platform boot obliterates you.
The goth girl walking on, giggling erupts behind her.
#sizesky
December 5, 2024 at 11:38 PM
Panic spreads inside the glass jar, as her hand abducts another above. Sat on the mall bench, she eyes the crowd, lining her shot.
With a toss, you slide across the floor. Dazed, you're helpless as a platform boot obliterates you.
The goth girl walking on, giggling erupts behind her.
#sizesky
With a toss, you slide across the floor. Dazed, you're helpless as a platform boot obliterates you.
The goth girl walking on, giggling erupts behind her.
#sizesky
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Jumping back in for the long haul, the trucker rips off her work boots; socked feet finally breathing free.
You won't be though, taped against her big rig's throttle pedal. She didn't take kindly to your cat-calls at the last stop.
Foot bearing down, you're in for a rough, bumpy ride.
#sizesky
You won't be though, taped against her big rig's throttle pedal. She didn't take kindly to your cat-calls at the last stop.
Foot bearing down, you're in for a rough, bumpy ride.
#sizesky
December 6, 2024 at 10:59 PM
Jumping back in for the long haul, the trucker rips off her work boots; socked feet finally breathing free.
You won't be though, taped against her big rig's throttle pedal. She didn't take kindly to your cat-calls at the last stop.
Foot bearing down, you're in for a rough, bumpy ride.
#sizesky
You won't be though, taped against her big rig's throttle pedal. She didn't take kindly to your cat-calls at the last stop.
Foot bearing down, you're in for a rough, bumpy ride.
#sizesky
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Losing balance, you fight for attention on the glass of the pinball machine.
Violent lights, shaking, and noise rock you around as the nerdy, hyper-fixated girl misses her final ball.
Smacking down in anger, she stomps away, the word TILT and a red smudge all that remains.
#sizesky
Violent lights, shaking, and noise rock you around as the nerdy, hyper-fixated girl misses her final ball.
Smacking down in anger, she stomps away, the word TILT and a red smudge all that remains.
#sizesky
December 10, 2024 at 10:58 PM
Losing balance, you fight for attention on the glass of the pinball machine.
Violent lights, shaking, and noise rock you around as the nerdy, hyper-fixated girl misses her final ball.
Smacking down in anger, she stomps away, the word TILT and a red smudge all that remains.
#sizesky
Violent lights, shaking, and noise rock you around as the nerdy, hyper-fixated girl misses her final ball.
Smacking down in anger, she stomps away, the word TILT and a red smudge all that remains.
#sizesky
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Standing dutifully, the rows of tinies dot the chessboard with pride, each a different size.
Little do they know, this game is for keeps. Whoever wins takes home the spoils of war, each captured piece relinquished to a life of servitude.
Soon realizing they're all pawns in the end.
#sizesky
Little do they know, this game is for keeps. Whoever wins takes home the spoils of war, each captured piece relinquished to a life of servitude.
Soon realizing they're all pawns in the end.
#sizesky
December 12, 2024 at 2:39 AM
Standing dutifully, the rows of tinies dot the chessboard with pride, each a different size.
Little do they know, this game is for keeps. Whoever wins takes home the spoils of war, each captured piece relinquished to a life of servitude.
Soon realizing they're all pawns in the end.
#sizesky
Little do they know, this game is for keeps. Whoever wins takes home the spoils of war, each captured piece relinquished to a life of servitude.
Soon realizing they're all pawns in the end.
#sizesky
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"My boots sure seem temptin' now, don't they?"
They sure do. Imprisoned inside the sheriff's personal spittoon, you hear her wind up another glob, shooting it your way with practiced precision.
Knee deep in spit, the scent of tobacco is nauseating.
"You lawless types never were smart."
#sizesky
They sure do. Imprisoned inside the sheriff's personal spittoon, you hear her wind up another glob, shooting it your way with practiced precision.
Knee deep in spit, the scent of tobacco is nauseating.
"You lawless types never were smart."
#sizesky
December 10, 2024 at 11:46 PM
"My boots sure seem temptin' now, don't they?"
They sure do. Imprisoned inside the sheriff's personal spittoon, you hear her wind up another glob, shooting it your way with practiced precision.
Knee deep in spit, the scent of tobacco is nauseating.
"You lawless types never were smart."
#sizesky
They sure do. Imprisoned inside the sheriff's personal spittoon, you hear her wind up another glob, shooting it your way with practiced precision.
Knee deep in spit, the scent of tobacco is nauseating.
"You lawless types never were smart."
#sizesky
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In the midst of her post-nut clarity, she catches movement from the corner of her vision.
Desperately waving for her attention, you quickly realize your mistake as her cum-soaked tissue rapidly descends upon you, squishing you with a squelch.
"Yuck."
#sizesky
Desperately waving for her attention, you quickly realize your mistake as her cum-soaked tissue rapidly descends upon you, squishing you with a squelch.
"Yuck."
#sizesky
December 10, 2024 at 11:00 PM
In the midst of her post-nut clarity, she catches movement from the corner of her vision.
Desperately waving for her attention, you quickly realize your mistake as her cum-soaked tissue rapidly descends upon you, squishing you with a squelch.
"Yuck."
#sizesky
Desperately waving for her attention, you quickly realize your mistake as her cum-soaked tissue rapidly descends upon you, squishing you with a squelch.
"Yuck."
#sizesky
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Pinning you against the wall, she whips out a plug from the base of her wrist.
Quickly inserting it into your neck port, your consciousness drains away, leaving behind a limp body.
Virtualized within her internal OS as a byte-sized snack, the android's avatar presents a massive maw.
#sizesky
Quickly inserting it into your neck port, your consciousness drains away, leaving behind a limp body.
Virtualized within her internal OS as a byte-sized snack, the android's avatar presents a massive maw.
#sizesky
December 17, 2024 at 12:24 AM
Pinning you against the wall, she whips out a plug from the base of her wrist.
Quickly inserting it into your neck port, your consciousness drains away, leaving behind a limp body.
Virtualized within her internal OS as a byte-sized snack, the android's avatar presents a massive maw.
#sizesky
Quickly inserting it into your neck port, your consciousness drains away, leaving behind a limp body.
Virtualized within her internal OS as a byte-sized snack, the android's avatar presents a massive maw.
#sizesky
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She couldn't actually shrink you, but she wouldn't break her promise.
The regret set in after the first year. Strapped against a pipe in her dark basement, the VR headset has never left your face.
Forever trapped underfoot in a virtual existence, you'll never feel the sun's warmth again.
#sizesky
The regret set in after the first year. Strapped against a pipe in her dark basement, the VR headset has never left your face.
Forever trapped underfoot in a virtual existence, you'll never feel the sun's warmth again.
#sizesky
December 12, 2024 at 4:11 AM
She couldn't actually shrink you, but she wouldn't break her promise.
The regret set in after the first year. Strapped against a pipe in her dark basement, the VR headset has never left your face.
Forever trapped underfoot in a virtual existence, you'll never feel the sun's warmth again.
#sizesky
The regret set in after the first year. Strapped against a pipe in her dark basement, the VR headset has never left your face.
Forever trapped underfoot in a virtual existence, you'll never feel the sun's warmth again.
#sizesky
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Sunshine bearing down, the fragrant scent of coconut all you can smell. Occasionally, a sliver of sweat slipping down cools you off.
The archaeologist wipes her brow. Unbearably hot, she reapplies a glob of sunscreen onto her nose.
Buried beneath, she won't dig you out until she's home.
#sizesky
The archaeologist wipes her brow. Unbearably hot, she reapplies a glob of sunscreen onto her nose.
Buried beneath, she won't dig you out until she's home.
#sizesky
December 13, 2024 at 4:59 AM
Sunshine bearing down, the fragrant scent of coconut all you can smell. Occasionally, a sliver of sweat slipping down cools you off.
The archaeologist wipes her brow. Unbearably hot, she reapplies a glob of sunscreen onto her nose.
Buried beneath, she won't dig you out until she's home.
#sizesky
The archaeologist wipes her brow. Unbearably hot, she reapplies a glob of sunscreen onto her nose.
Buried beneath, she won't dig you out until she's home.
#sizesky
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Standing back, you catch your smile in the polished surface of armor.
With a hand signal, you direct the pilot to adjust.
Actuators hissing, her mech's foot locks into place precariously above you, as dirt and debris shower down.
She pops onto comms.
"Don't be shy, make it shine!"
#sizesky
With a hand signal, you direct the pilot to adjust.
Actuators hissing, her mech's foot locks into place precariously above you, as dirt and debris shower down.
She pops onto comms.
"Don't be shy, make it shine!"
#sizesky
December 18, 2024 at 12:51 AM
Standing back, you catch your smile in the polished surface of armor.
With a hand signal, you direct the pilot to adjust.
Actuators hissing, her mech's foot locks into place precariously above you, as dirt and debris shower down.
She pops onto comms.
"Don't be shy, make it shine!"
#sizesky
With a hand signal, you direct the pilot to adjust.
Actuators hissing, her mech's foot locks into place precariously above you, as dirt and debris shower down.
She pops onto comms.
"Don't be shy, make it shine!"
#sizesky
Standing back, you catch your smile in the polished surface of armor.
With a hand signal, you direct the pilot to adjust.
Actuators hissing, her mech's foot locks into place precariously above you, as dirt and debris shower down.
She pops onto comms.
"Don't be shy, make it shine!"
#sizesky
With a hand signal, you direct the pilot to adjust.
Actuators hissing, her mech's foot locks into place precariously above you, as dirt and debris shower down.
She pops onto comms.
"Don't be shy, make it shine!"
#sizesky
December 18, 2024 at 12:51 AM
Standing back, you catch your smile in the polished surface of armor.
With a hand signal, you direct the pilot to adjust.
Actuators hissing, her mech's foot locks into place precariously above you, as dirt and debris shower down.
She pops onto comms.
"Don't be shy, make it shine!"
#sizesky
With a hand signal, you direct the pilot to adjust.
Actuators hissing, her mech's foot locks into place precariously above you, as dirt and debris shower down.
She pops onto comms.
"Don't be shy, make it shine!"
#sizesky
Pinning you against the wall, she whips out a plug from the base of her wrist.
Quickly inserting it into your neck port, your consciousness drains away, leaving behind a limp body.
Virtualized within her internal OS as a byte-sized snack, the android's avatar presents a massive maw.
#sizesky
Quickly inserting it into your neck port, your consciousness drains away, leaving behind a limp body.
Virtualized within her internal OS as a byte-sized snack, the android's avatar presents a massive maw.
#sizesky
December 17, 2024 at 12:24 AM
Pinning you against the wall, she whips out a plug from the base of her wrist.
Quickly inserting it into your neck port, your consciousness drains away, leaving behind a limp body.
Virtualized within her internal OS as a byte-sized snack, the android's avatar presents a massive maw.
#sizesky
Quickly inserting it into your neck port, your consciousness drains away, leaving behind a limp body.
Virtualized within her internal OS as a byte-sized snack, the android's avatar presents a massive maw.
#sizesky
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You spent days fighting your way back into the house, barely surviving. It's all worth it, as your girlfriend spots you on the table, a gentle smile on her face.
Dropped along the sidewalk, you scream, chasing after her as she walks a world away. Mistaken for a bug, left for dead again.
#sizesky
Dropped along the sidewalk, you scream, chasing after her as she walks a world away. Mistaken for a bug, left for dead again.
#sizesky
December 13, 2024 at 10:07 PM
You spent days fighting your way back into the house, barely surviving. It's all worth it, as your girlfriend spots you on the table, a gentle smile on her face.
Dropped along the sidewalk, you scream, chasing after her as she walks a world away. Mistaken for a bug, left for dead again.
#sizesky
Dropped along the sidewalk, you scream, chasing after her as she walks a world away. Mistaken for a bug, left for dead again.
#sizesky
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Dangling by a ribbon from the Christmas tree, you really wish she put you closer to the bottom.
Far from the world below, you feel your weight drag the branch down, minute by minute, the ribbon slipping.
Her mouth hanging wide open at the foot of the tree, awaiting a holiday treat.
#sizesky
Far from the world below, you feel your weight drag the branch down, minute by minute, the ribbon slipping.
Her mouth hanging wide open at the foot of the tree, awaiting a holiday treat.
#sizesky
December 13, 2024 at 10:01 PM
Dangling by a ribbon from the Christmas tree, you really wish she put you closer to the bottom.
Far from the world below, you feel your weight drag the branch down, minute by minute, the ribbon slipping.
Her mouth hanging wide open at the foot of the tree, awaiting a holiday treat.
#sizesky
Far from the world below, you feel your weight drag the branch down, minute by minute, the ribbon slipping.
Her mouth hanging wide open at the foot of the tree, awaiting a holiday treat.
#sizesky
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A ride's a ride.
Travelling from one distant town to another, sitting inside her empty leather holster beats huffing it on foot, especially at your size.
She sure loves reaching in and petting you; her gloved finger rustling your hair.
You're starting to love it yourself.
#sizesky
Travelling from one distant town to another, sitting inside her empty leather holster beats huffing it on foot, especially at your size.
She sure loves reaching in and petting you; her gloved finger rustling your hair.
You're starting to love it yourself.
#sizesky
December 13, 2024 at 9:46 PM
A ride's a ride.
Travelling from one distant town to another, sitting inside her empty leather holster beats huffing it on foot, especially at your size.
She sure loves reaching in and petting you; her gloved finger rustling your hair.
You're starting to love it yourself.
#sizesky
Travelling from one distant town to another, sitting inside her empty leather holster beats huffing it on foot, especially at your size.
She sure loves reaching in and petting you; her gloved finger rustling your hair.
You're starting to love it yourself.
#sizesky
You spent days fighting your way back into the house, barely surviving. It's all worth it, as your girlfriend spots you on the table, a gentle smile on her face.
Dropped along the sidewalk, you scream, chasing after her as she walks a world away. Mistaken for a bug, left for dead again.
#sizesky
Dropped along the sidewalk, you scream, chasing after her as she walks a world away. Mistaken for a bug, left for dead again.
#sizesky
December 13, 2024 at 10:07 PM
You spent days fighting your way back into the house, barely surviving. It's all worth it, as your girlfriend spots you on the table, a gentle smile on her face.
Dropped along the sidewalk, you scream, chasing after her as she walks a world away. Mistaken for a bug, left for dead again.
#sizesky
Dropped along the sidewalk, you scream, chasing after her as she walks a world away. Mistaken for a bug, left for dead again.
#sizesky
Dangling by a ribbon from the Christmas tree, you really wish she put you closer to the bottom.
Far from the world below, you feel your weight drag the branch down, minute by minute, the ribbon slipping.
Her mouth hanging wide open at the foot of the tree, awaiting a holiday treat.
#sizesky
Far from the world below, you feel your weight drag the branch down, minute by minute, the ribbon slipping.
Her mouth hanging wide open at the foot of the tree, awaiting a holiday treat.
#sizesky
December 13, 2024 at 10:01 PM
Dangling by a ribbon from the Christmas tree, you really wish she put you closer to the bottom.
Far from the world below, you feel your weight drag the branch down, minute by minute, the ribbon slipping.
Her mouth hanging wide open at the foot of the tree, awaiting a holiday treat.
#sizesky
Far from the world below, you feel your weight drag the branch down, minute by minute, the ribbon slipping.
Her mouth hanging wide open at the foot of the tree, awaiting a holiday treat.
#sizesky
A ride's a ride.
Travelling from one distant town to another, sitting inside her empty leather holster beats huffing it on foot, especially at your size.
She sure loves reaching in and petting you; her gloved finger rustling your hair.
You're starting to love it yourself.
#sizesky
Travelling from one distant town to another, sitting inside her empty leather holster beats huffing it on foot, especially at your size.
She sure loves reaching in and petting you; her gloved finger rustling your hair.
You're starting to love it yourself.
#sizesky
December 13, 2024 at 9:46 PM
A ride's a ride.
Travelling from one distant town to another, sitting inside her empty leather holster beats huffing it on foot, especially at your size.
She sure loves reaching in and petting you; her gloved finger rustling your hair.
You're starting to love it yourself.
#sizesky
Travelling from one distant town to another, sitting inside her empty leather holster beats huffing it on foot, especially at your size.
She sure loves reaching in and petting you; her gloved finger rustling your hair.
You're starting to love it yourself.
#sizesky
Sunshine bearing down, the fragrant scent of coconut all you can smell. Occasionally, a sliver of sweat slipping down cools you off.
The archaeologist wipes her brow. Unbearably hot, she reapplies a glob of sunscreen onto her nose.
Buried beneath, she won't dig you out until she's home.
#sizesky
The archaeologist wipes her brow. Unbearably hot, she reapplies a glob of sunscreen onto her nose.
Buried beneath, she won't dig you out until she's home.
#sizesky
December 13, 2024 at 4:59 AM
Sunshine bearing down, the fragrant scent of coconut all you can smell. Occasionally, a sliver of sweat slipping down cools you off.
The archaeologist wipes her brow. Unbearably hot, she reapplies a glob of sunscreen onto her nose.
Buried beneath, she won't dig you out until she's home.
#sizesky
The archaeologist wipes her brow. Unbearably hot, she reapplies a glob of sunscreen onto her nose.
Buried beneath, she won't dig you out until she's home.
#sizesky
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You always wondered what your roommate did with leftovers.
Spilling you and your unfinished plate of food into a doggy bowl, she holds it by her leashed girlfriend's face, sitting obediently.
"Aw, someone's hungry! Don't make a mess!"
Chowing down, she sloppily eats every last morsel.
#sizesky
Spilling you and your unfinished plate of food into a doggy bowl, she holds it by her leashed girlfriend's face, sitting obediently.
"Aw, someone's hungry! Don't make a mess!"
Chowing down, she sloppily eats every last morsel.
#sizesky
December 2, 2024 at 11:09 PM
You always wondered what your roommate did with leftovers.
Spilling you and your unfinished plate of food into a doggy bowl, she holds it by her leashed girlfriend's face, sitting obediently.
"Aw, someone's hungry! Don't make a mess!"
Chowing down, she sloppily eats every last morsel.
#sizesky
Spilling you and your unfinished plate of food into a doggy bowl, she holds it by her leashed girlfriend's face, sitting obediently.
"Aw, someone's hungry! Don't make a mess!"
Chowing down, she sloppily eats every last morsel.
#sizesky
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The meteoric softball doesn't look so soft as it flys past, lodging deep into the dirt far beyond.
With a sigh of relief, you sense tremors, then silence as the sun vanishes.
"Safe!"
Rising up from her dive, the sweaty tomboy peels you off her jersey as the crowd goes wild!
#sizesky
With a sigh of relief, you sense tremors, then silence as the sun vanishes.
"Safe!"
Rising up from her dive, the sweaty tomboy peels you off her jersey as the crowd goes wild!
#sizesky
December 10, 2024 at 11:24 PM
The meteoric softball doesn't look so soft as it flys past, lodging deep into the dirt far beyond.
With a sigh of relief, you sense tremors, then silence as the sun vanishes.
"Safe!"
Rising up from her dive, the sweaty tomboy peels you off her jersey as the crowd goes wild!
#sizesky
With a sigh of relief, you sense tremors, then silence as the sun vanishes.
"Safe!"
Rising up from her dive, the sweaty tomboy peels you off her jersey as the crowd goes wild!
#sizesky
She couldn't actually shrink you, but she wouldn't break her promise.
The regret set in after the first year. Strapped against a pipe in her dark basement, the VR headset has never left your face.
Forever trapped underfoot in a virtual existence, you'll never feel the sun's warmth again.
#sizesky
The regret set in after the first year. Strapped against a pipe in her dark basement, the VR headset has never left your face.
Forever trapped underfoot in a virtual existence, you'll never feel the sun's warmth again.
#sizesky
December 12, 2024 at 4:11 AM
She couldn't actually shrink you, but she wouldn't break her promise.
The regret set in after the first year. Strapped against a pipe in her dark basement, the VR headset has never left your face.
Forever trapped underfoot in a virtual existence, you'll never feel the sun's warmth again.
#sizesky
The regret set in after the first year. Strapped against a pipe in her dark basement, the VR headset has never left your face.
Forever trapped underfoot in a virtual existence, you'll never feel the sun's warmth again.
#sizesky