Anons spit-balled the idea of people being able to donate size through a stream to e-thots, or in a lottery system of some kind. This is a take on that prompt focusing on one very porn addicted individual.
Mouse in the Basement
a coomer NEET mouse boy living in parents basement.
hears about this size donation thing.
can't wait to make all his favorite chat girls huge.
at 6'4" he has a lot of height to give.
the system limits donations to 6" a day across the platform.
spends it quickly on first girl with a stream up.
his chair gets a little bigger.
as his username pops up on the screen the raccoon girl starts growing.
its such a thrill that hes blasting rope before she finished reading his username.
spends rest of night watching girls grow as he thinks about who to donate to tomorrow.
next day he decided on this cute bunny girl.
shes pretty popular so she was already a few stories tall and streaming outdoors.
she thanked him for the donation and it was even more thrilling than the first time.
some perverted part of him loved the fact that he lost about 1/10th of his height and she barely changed at all.
the next day he decided to go upstairs to get some food before donating.
his family would go days at a time without seeing him leave the basement.
so he didn't think there was much chance of them finding out what he was doing.
his clothes were hanging off of him as he raided the fridge.
he heard a door open in the hallway and ran back to the basement to avoid being seen.
the basement door opened behind him and thinking quickly he jumped into bed.
Kim, his younger stepsister, came halfway down the stairs.
"Stop drinking all my sodas!" she yelled at him.
the short voluptuous snow leopard had been mad at him all summer.
ever since she caught him digging through her laundry.
she assumed the pervert was looking for her panties.
but what he really wanted was her recently used sports bra for maximum sweaty glory.
he rolled over under the covers to ignore her.
she angrily stomped back up to the kitchen.
once the door shut he went back to his computer.
today he found two girls with small audiences that were thanking people for 3" donations.
the back to back sessions made him really hungry.
luckily he had an extra extra large cup of ramen handy.
the next few days were a blur of porn soaked obsession.
even when he didn't have inches to donate he was watching girls grow everywhere.
the bigger his monitor got the more it seemed to draw him in.
and his food supply lasted a lot longer than normal the smaller he got.
he was 3'4" by the time he had to make another trip upstairs.
all he could wear was an old t-shirt that hung off of him like a dress.
he waited for the middle of the night to go upstairs.
it was unusually difficult to climb the steps at the size of a four year old.
it took considerable effort to open the fridge.
he actually had to climb up onto the shelves to reach things.
he took all that he could carry downstairs to his mini fridge.
but he really wanted some of those frozen chicken tendies right now.
the thought of mega tendies was too tantalizing, so he went back for them.
he had to get out the step ladder to climb up to the freezer.
just as he got the bag of tendies the kitchen light flicked on.
he turned around, there was Kim.
"Oh. My. God." she said as she walked over to him.
he tried to jump down the ladder but tripped and fell flat on the floor
she bent down and stood him up like one would a small child.
loosing height wasn't all he sacrificed.
skinny as he was the vast majority of his mass was gone too.
which was why his five foot nothing stepsister could pick him up with such ease
at his current height he had to look up, and over her considerable bust, to see her face.
"I can't believe it. Of course you're one of those guys throwing his height away at those giant bimbos"
she was really laughing at him now.
he gripped the bag of tendies tight and walked towards the basement door.
she was still laughing as he slowly descended the stairs.
"hey! you should give me some inches for putting up with you!" she yelled down before slamming his door.
he was not expecting those words to get him so excited.
he absolutely found her hot, and her growing disgust with him seemed to enhance the feeling.
he microwaved his tendies and shoved them up onto the desk.
after this donation he had to stand in the chair to eat.
he barely finished a single tendie.
staring at the massive girls on his massive monitor he still couldn't stop thinking about Kim.
even as he went to bed at sunrise he was still thinking about her.
he was awoken in the afternoon by someone coming down the stairs.
Kim hovered over him "get up" she ordered.
he hesitantly rolled out of the bed, luckily his mattress was on the floor.
he was eye level with her belly button after he stood up.
the hem of his shirt pooled around his feet, and it was impossible to keep the neck on both shoulders now.
she put her hand on her head in frustration "You really are going to dwindle away to nothing, aren't you?"
he stared at the floor without saying anything.
she brushed past him causing him to fall back onto the bed.
she bent over his PC tower and started pulling cables out of it.
this shocked him out of his stupor "Stop! Leave my computer alone"
she pushed him aside "I'm taking it away for your own good"
"This is what I want!" he yelled as he grabbed her arm in a pointless attempt to stop her.
she looked at him in disbelief "you want to be even more pathetic and useless than you already are?"
his instant erection at those words tented the thin t-shirt fabric.
"GROSS!" she yelled slinging her arm, and him, away.
"I don't care anymore!" she yelled "You can jerk off until you disappear then."
she stomped up the stairs as he plugged the cables back into the PC and rebooted it.
he climbed up to the keyboard and opened a chat application.
he sent [I'm sorry] to Kim.
she read it, and typed [are you going to stop?]
he breathed heavily. he knew he wouldn't stop, but he also knew what he really wanted.
he swallowed and summoned up all of his courage as he typed.
[I want to give my next donation to you]
[Are you fucking serious rn?]
[Yes. I'm not going to stop. But I would rather give it to you than some stranger.]
[You're disgusting.]
[Is that a no?]
no response, but she kept typing, and deleting or something.
he sat in front of his keyboard for a while trying to think of what he could say to convince her.
then suddenly a url popped up in the chat.
it was a private link and he was the only one in the chatroom as the video loaded.
there was Kim streaming through her phone on the bed.
she looked into the camera and said "go ahead."
he wrestled the mouse over to the donate button as fast as he could.
it was really disorienting losing more than a sixth of his height at once.
28". it didn't even make sense to measure his height in feet anymore.
he laboriously "typed" a message to her
[Can I see how tall you are now?]
Kim read the message "No" and closed the application.
he came even harder as a result.
the next day, right after the 24 hour limit he got another link.
once again he begged to see the results and was denied.
now he had to jump down to the chair and climb down to get to the floor.
it was getting hard to get stuff out of his fridge.
he decided he would just lay out some food that didn't need to be heated for the next few days.
with some effort he was able to pull his pillow up to the desk and set it in front of the keyboard.
he watched streams from the improvised bed until morning.
a few girls were skyscraper height now.
next day, right on schedule, another link.
Kim was standing up and had her closet mirror to her back.
he had seen enough girls grow at this point to know what to expect from the initial donations.
the first foot or so of height didn't just scale them up, it lengthened their legs and torso too.
so the formerly short Kim now had a ridiculous hourglass figure as a result.
though he could only see hints of it through the angles of the stream and the mirror.
he donated and watched her stretch ever so slightly.
even as his vision blurred he could catch the slightest of smiles on her face.
he almost fell onto his keyboard after it was over. 16"
he was overcome with an urge to see her, and jumped from the desk to the chair.
he was now able to fully dangle from the edge of the chair before dropping to the floor.
as he got to the staircase he realized each step was half as tall as he was.
he pulled himself up onto the first one, then the second, by the third he had to stop.
a completely sedentary lifestyle had not prepared him for transforming his house into a climbing course.
he stared up at the more than a dozen steps left til he got to the door.
oh yeah the door, he thought.
even if he got up there, he couldn't open it.
the gravity of what he had been doing for the last several days finally seemed to grab a hold of him.
he couldn't open doors or even wear clothes anymore.
in a semi-depressed stupor he came down the stairs and grabbed a t-shirt from the floor.
he dragged the huge garment up to his pillow bed and continued to watch more streams.
he woke up to a streamer he had never seen before.
a series of raids had taken him from one person to the next while he slept.
he didn't care as he waited for Kim's link.
he knew the exact minute his timer would be up.
he stared at the clock in the corner of his computer screen as it approached.
she must have set an alarm because he got the link right away.
or maybe she was starting to anticipate this like he used to.
he quickly donated, lying down on the pillow helped mitigate the dizziness.
10" now. he counted backwards the days on his fingers, Kim was 7' tall now.
he would be half as tall as her knees if he stood next to her.
he rolled away from the computer screen as he thought about seeing her from his current height.
after a while he became aware of how hungry he was.
he was able to wedge the t-shirt under the pillow so that he could climb down to the floor.
he knocked over a half empty water bottle and poured some water into the cap.
some chips and beef jerky were the only snacks he could get to, having previously opened the bags.
in his attempt to climb back up to the computer the t-shirt pulled loose.
he couldn't even jump up to the chair now.
he briefly considered trying to shimmy up a monitor cable but was too tired.
so he went back to his bed and climbed up onto a mattress as tall as he was.
he would wake up and go back to sleep a couple more times throughout the night and into the next day.
he had completely lost track of time without the ability to see his computer clock.
the screen on his microwave still blinked 12:00 since he never bothered to set it.
he was beginning to suspect that he was getting close to his time limit.
or maybe Kim forgot, maybe 7' was more than enough for her.
the basement door opened and he jumped out of the bed.
heavy footsteps slowly descended the stairs as he approached them.
he stared up at Kim, now huge in comparison to the hall, and massive compared to himself.
she wore booty shorts and a tank top that were straining against her curves.
they must have been bought before her last growth spurt and he wasn't sure what her next would do to them.
his own speculation seemed to wake him from his hypnosis
her next growth spurt would come at the cost of him going down to 4"
the sheer weight of her footfalls were reverberating through the concrete floor as she got to the last few steps.
her face was framed by the day light coming from the kitchen.
something deep in his mouse brain was going haywire at that giant predatory face staring down at him.
her feet came to rest directly in front of him.
he was right about their relative height, but standing in front of her was completely different than imagining it.
her presence was already so overwhelming.
so he couldn't even comprehend seeing her if he lost more than half his height right now.
she pressed her hands on her knees and bent over at the hips.
her tail fluttered over her as she grinned widely.
"You missed our appointment" she said.
"I couldn't get to the computer..." he stammered.
"Oh, that's understandable. Do you want my help?" she asked sweetly.
so much fear and excitement was welling up in him.
"Yes.." he stammered out softly.
she reached down and grabbed him with one hand.
he was rubbing his erection into her paw pad, which was softer than he would have thought for its size.
"I don't even mind that anymore" she said as she stepped over to the computer.
"Don't sweat the small stuff, you know" she smirked as she tossed him onto his pillow.
she sat down at his chair, which creaked under her weight.
she pulled out her phone and started up her stream.
the link came up on the chat and she clicked it for him.
her face filled the movie theater sized screen.
his attention was torn between the digital and the real version.
"Do you need me to hit the donate button for you too?" the twin faces asked down to him.
all he could do was nod.
Kim's arm swept behind him.
he watched in anticipation as the cursor moved to the donate button.
the worst sinking feeling he had ever felt swept over him and he fell into the pillow.
he blacked out.
he woke up slowly, taking a moment to realize where he was.
the giant black monitor was as big as a building, but it was off for the first time in weeks.
the anthro mouse felt like vomiting as it sunk in that he was the size of an actual mouse.
he turned around slowly, dreading to see how Kim appeared to him now.
instead all he saw was a giant palm descending over his tiny body.
he screamed as its fingers closed out all available light.
3 months later.
the coomer NEET was not longer addicted to porn.
the pet cage that he lived in had no internet or computer or even a cell phone for that matter.
his residence rested on the bed stand of his stepsister.
their parents had suspiciously little to say about her growth spurt or his miniaturization.
though truthfully he interacted with them about as much as he used to when he lived in the basement.
he had a variety of workout equipment in his "room" and he filled his day with an intense regiment.
at least until his sister got home.
there was no chance of going back now, the whole size changing technology got shut down and banned.
turns out, if you make a bunch of e-strippers into unstoppable titans the governments of the world coordinate fixing that real quick.
a lot of other people got their heights restored and some of the truly huge gainers got their size taken away.
but that didn't really matter for him since it stopped working entirely for people under six inches tall.
nor did it matter for his sister, because despite being 7'6" she was under a size that the government cared about.
occasionally he wondered about what his life would be like if Kim had known any of this ahead of time.
if she had shrunk him to seven inches instead of four he could have been forced down to one inch with another donation.
she joked about it now and again, but he shuddered every time he thought of being one fourth his current size.
he forced those thoughts out of his head as she came into her room.
she was wearing a sports bra and bike shorts, she had been out for a run.
he stopped what he was doing and walked over to the door of his cage.
he could get out, if there was an emergency, but the rule was he didn't leave until she let him out.
she picked him up and slipped him under the bra strap as she started to look stuff up on her phone.
he gorged himself on the scent of her and the taste of her sweat.
he rubbed himself into her fur and he was already rock hard.
"Kim?" he asked hesitantly "is it alright if I...?"
"Hmmm" she said absentmindedly "Oh yeah, I guess you can do one now."
that was another rule; no cooming without permission.
he pulled himself down between her breasts, into the bottom of the sweat soaked bra.
where her smell and warmth was completely overwhelming.
who needs porn when he has Kim all to himself?