Gale
@galezilla
My name is Gale. Monster who lives on the internet. (He/Him). 30s. Vore & Macro. Overtly furry. Strictly 18+ only. DMs Welcome. Telegram: TealGale Black Lives Matter. Trans Rights are Human Rights.
CW: Red Dot TF "BWAHAHAHA." Gale cackles. "NEXT." Another firm stamp, crunch and satisfying twist seals the next in line. Slow and methodical. And that's the problem. Malo, growing impatient with Gale's flair for the theatrical leaves Gale flattened like any other of the sacrifices.
Can you believe the nerve of some of these tiny losers? What gives them the right to tell me to let them out. I just got used to them. Think of the sheer inconvenience it would give me. Is them getting flattened really above giving me a mild inconvenience?
The only thing that keeps me from being nerfed in the balance patches every time I take out more adventurers than I can count with a single step is my ability to flirt and also be REALLY whiny.
Mffmmfmfmmmfmmffffmmmmmfmf (This is the thing I say when the tip of a shrink ray is shoved in my mouth)
Gale recoils, having already been brought down to scale by a shrink-obsessed friend. With the tip of their shrink ray bigger than my head, they continue to shove it closer.
I try to be a supportive toy-husband. (I am referring to arch support) (Not like an arch nemesis) (The feet kind)
My husband is so pretty and huge and dreamy. Even when he's asleep, I can't help but let myself linger near his open mouth, stroking myself over how pretty and wonderful he is- kind of hoping the dice don't roll in my favor and he accidentally rolls over me or pulls me into his mouth.
lore-accurate @shippo.bsky.social , seen with his iconic peach tea monster rehabs
Never dare a dragon with a hammerspace tummy that she can't instantly swallow you. Worst mistake of my short life. 🍖Me! 🐉: @zakuratech.bsky.social
I played the April Fools (Underwatch) event in Overwatch with @shippo.bsky.social and he was a fan of tank Mei.
When I'm looking at size porn and the building-sized, handsome guy (or gal) is being unfathomably cruel to one particular speck being bad-ended under their hot, sweaty body. (They are not okay. Trust me.)
Smudge thought he was done for, then he felt the cold rush fresh air and a party's din of music and giggling chatter. He was spat out in a wet mess before his friends. Disoriented and curled on his back, his climax was dribbling down on his face. Gale told him the ride was up, but he had a fun time.
(Part 4/4) The beauty of smartphones in size-kink scenarios is that I get to have my cake (fun interactions despite extreme differences in scale) and be in it too (I am somewhere within recently consumed desserts). Unsurprisingly her enthusiasm is no secret when you're crawling through her guts.
(Part 3/4) Captain's log: I've lost sense of time. I'm smaller and beholden to the machinations of the body of the skunk girl who convinced me to let her eat me with surprising ease. If I could see her face, I wouldn't wonder if she could even feel where I am.
(Part 2/4) Next in Nedah's inside story: the insides of a skunk girl are messy, hot, tight and unforgiving. Noisy, too. In other words: fork found in kitchen. Though, do not be fooled; the only thing I like more than being consumed by a cute girl is being able to complain about stuff.
Surely it is a universal experience to find oneself nibbling on a pen. It's a less-universal experience to eat it and ask your friend to please-please-please-with-a-cherry-on-top go in and retrieve it. Further still to be that friend and agree to a dangerous task for an easily replaced plastic.
(CW: Bad ending lots of very small people) Hey, shorty, once you're done counting, would you like to help me make your count off by 1?
Small doodle I did of @shippo.bsky.social doing the same pose as one of his favorite stickers
I had some free time so I obsessed about how pretty and wonderful my husband @shippo.bsky.social is and how intense my need to be small and destroyed is. Oh to be a gaggle of small, horny, eager little lizard creatures fawning over a cute boy.
Now that I'm no longer forced to stare at my bedroom ceiling you shorties are so screwed ☠️💙
For lugia day (if it's not too late) I remembered mulling over idea of either Lugia form for Gale or separate character but never followed through with it
In another time, another place, the space-tyrant Gale grants a plucky band of heroes an audience. Terrified that even the hint of resistance might be seen as treachery, they are careful to make their case. However, the heroes underestimate the casual evil of the space-tyrant in light of lunchtime.