(the photo above is of Becca, a sweetheart among damsels: http://www.super-becca.com)
There are quite a few people out there -- both damsels and villains -- who are drawn to the theme of the shrunken or miniaturized heroine facing peril. This has been something I am more than willing to do in a story or RP, and it can certainly be fun. But it hasn't been something I would suggest myself.
I think the reason for this has been the difficult in tying the damsel up if the size difference between the villain and heroine is too great. I go back and forth at the importance of having the heroine tied up -- certainly when I started on the net, it was very important to me. Then it got less important than having her trapped and in peril -- and I think the bondage aspect is starting to rise in relative importance again.
For example, strapping down a tiny heroine with a piece of cellotape/scotch tape is certainly fun even now -- but not as sexy as it might have been, oh, a year ago. Then again, in RPs I am not always looking for raw erotic appeal. Humour has its place as does the sheer satisfacvtion of having pushed someone's buttons, even if they aren't exactly the same buttons as mine (within reason -- there is a sort of elastic limit to my fantasy desires, as I suppose there is for anyone).
But the more I thought of this, the more I recalled my childhood and adolescent fantasies. I can't recall having had any shrunken girl peril fantasies as a child -- after all, at first, my fantasy damsels were the prettiest girls in school, and at age 5/6 (yes, it started that early) you're so small that you hardly need to be shrunken to imagine your sweetheart in the clutches of much bigger villains, ie adults. I can distinctly remember a really cute little blond girl who lived a few blocks away who was (in my daydreams) constantly captured by mad scientists, strapped to a tilted metal table and menaced with lasers or other death rays.
Hey, now that I think of it, she was also a secret superheroine -- I still remember the red sort of teri-cloth body suit (which must have been a modification of an actual article of clothing she had) and little white ballet-like flats as her superheroine costume.) I imagined the villain's lair as an underground complex under the playground in the small park that separated her street from mine. She'd be all triumphant and joyful rather than cocky, just before the villains nabbed her and dragged her through a secret hatch under the sandbox...
As an adolescent, I think I did have the occasional miniaturization peril fantasy. But if I recall right, these were usually multiple damsel affairs -- an ongoing story of (usually) four girls I fancied who were mysteriously abducted by a villain, miniaturized and left to negotiate a shrunken world of model trains, pendulum traps and the like -- one rescuing the others, on a rotating basis.
In this case I think in retrospect the shrunken aspect was just to solve the problem of how to keep four damsels, some of whom are in peril and some not at any given time, from just running away. If I remember right there was nothing epecially intriguing about the aspect of the damsels' being shrunken in itself.
Also, it was not until I started online that I really embraced beign a villain. As a little kid, I was the hero; the villains were never me, but usually the guys I disliked the most in school. This was even true in college. And by the time I was ready to accept my inner villain, I wanted a full sized, captive female for -- well, let's not dwell on that.
I think the reason for this has been the difficult in tying the damsel up if the size difference between the villain and heroine is too great. I go back and forth at the importance of having the heroine tied up -- certainly when I started on the net, it was very important to me. Then it got less important than having her trapped and in peril -- and I think the bondage aspect is starting to rise in relative importance again.
For example, strapping down a tiny heroine with a piece of cellotape/scotch tape is certainly fun even now -- but not as sexy as it might have been, oh, a year ago. Then again, in RPs I am not always looking for raw erotic appeal. Humour has its place as does the sheer satisfacvtion of having pushed someone's buttons, even if they aren't exactly the same buttons as mine (within reason -- there is a sort of elastic limit to my fantasy desires, as I suppose there is for anyone).
But the more I thought of this, the more I recalled my childhood and adolescent fantasies. I can't recall having had any shrunken girl peril fantasies as a child -- after all, at first, my fantasy damsels were the prettiest girls in school, and at age 5/6 (yes, it started that early) you're so small that you hardly need to be shrunken to imagine your sweetheart in the clutches of much bigger villains, ie adults. I can distinctly remember a really cute little blond girl who lived a few blocks away who was (in my daydreams) constantly captured by mad scientists, strapped to a tilted metal table and menaced with lasers or other death rays.
Hey, now that I think of it, she was also a secret superheroine -- I still remember the red sort of teri-cloth body suit (which must have been a modification of an actual article of clothing she had) and little white ballet-like flats as her superheroine costume.) I imagined the villain's lair as an underground complex under the playground in the small park that separated her street from mine. She'd be all triumphant and joyful rather than cocky, just before the villains nabbed her and dragged her through a secret hatch under the sandbox...
As an adolescent, I think I did have the occasional miniaturization peril fantasy. But if I recall right, these were usually multiple damsel affairs -- an ongoing story of (usually) four girls I fancied who were mysteriously abducted by a villain, miniaturized and left to negotiate a shrunken world of model trains, pendulum traps and the like -- one rescuing the others, on a rotating basis.
In this case I think in retrospect the shrunken aspect was just to solve the problem of how to keep four damsels, some of whom are in peril and some not at any given time, from just running away. If I remember right there was nothing epecially intriguing about the aspect of the damsels' being shrunken in itself.
Also, it was not until I started online that I really embraced beign a villain. As a little kid, I was the hero; the villains were never me, but usually the guys I disliked the most in school. This was even true in college. And by the time I was ready to accept my inner villain, I wanted a full sized, captive female for -- well, let's not dwell on that.
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