HOME | DD

Description
I recently started reading the "Rain" series by littlest-lily and was so inspired by her characters and story that I just *had* to generate fanart for it! This first one is my version / interpretation (within the confines of AI art!) of a scene from Chapter 2 of "Rain on the Windowsill". The title ("Prayers for Rain") is a Cure song about a toxic relationship where the narrator is being emotionally and physically suffocated by their partner, which I found quite fitting.

I highly recommend to check out her work, I've read a lot of size fiction but this author really knocks it out of the park.

+ + +

Cowering in the corner of the couch, through her tears she watched as he reached for that dreadful device once more, and began adjusting its settings. She knew he was about to shrink her again, and although she was scared out of her wits, that momentary distraction was her only chance to flee.

As she leapt to the floor, the device hummed to life behind her, sending a tingling sensation coursing through her body as she approached the door. The world around her expanded once more, cruelly placing the doorknob just out of her grasp as she collapsed on the floor.

There would be no escape possible. She was trapped in here, at this size, with him.

Description
I recently started reading the "Rain" series by littlest-lily and was so inspired by her characters and story that I just *had* to generate fanart for it! This first one is my version / interpretation (within the confines of AI art!) of a scene from Chapter 2 of "Rain on the Windowsill". The title ("Prayers for Rain") is a Cure song about a toxic relationship where the narrator is being emotionally and physically suffocated by their partner, which I found quite fitting.

I highly recommend to check out her work, I've read a lot of size fiction but this author really knocks it out of the park.

+ + +

Cowering in the corner of the couch, through her tears she watched as he reached for that dreadful device once more, and began adjusting its settings. She knew he was about to shrink her again, and although she was scared out of her wits, that momentary distraction was her only chance to flee.

As she leapt to the floor, the device hummed to life behind her, sending a tingling sensation coursing through her body as she approached the door. The world around her expanded once more, cruelly placing the doorknob just out of her grasp as she collapsed on the floor.

There would be no escape possible. She was trapped in here, at this size, with him.