Eleven Tattoos, Endless Kinks: Inside The Tattooed Man

A cursed muscle daddy on a Yorkshire moor. Eleven portals inked into his skin. One questioning twenty‑year‑old who lets himself fall in.

That’s the setup for The Tattooed Man (A Shrink Files Novella) – my 37,000‑word love letter to gay size fetish, transformation and mind control, wrapped around a very old idea that’s been living in my head since I was a teenager.

I’ve adored Ray Bradbury’s work for years. His book The Illustrated Man – with the mysterious, tattooed drifter whose ink holds different stories – lodged itself in my brain a long time ago. This novella is me taking that concept and asking, “Okay, but what if the tattoos were portals into gay, unapologetically kinky worlds of giants, tinies, feeders, monks, slaves, toys and thrones?”

If you’ve ever wanted a whole mini‑library of Shrink Files stories that actually connect to each other and build to something, this is it.

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The concept: Bradbury rewired for gay size kink

In Bradbury, each tattoo shows a different speculative tale. In The Tattooed Man, my drifter is William: broad‑shouldered, thick‑chested, centuries‑old, his body almost completely covered in ink.

The frame story (“Starlight Encounter”) is where my Bradbury obsession meets my size obsession:

A remote stone circle high in the Pennines at the spring equinox, the kind of place that feels older than the country around it.
William alone by a fire, stripped to the waist, his chest and back a living map of ink that seems to shift in the firelight.
Kai, a twenty‑year‑old who’s confused and hungry for something he can’t quite name, hiking out there in the dark because normal life isn’t cutting it anymore.
And then the reveal: eleven of William’s tattoos are more than art. They’re doors. Each one is a world built around a particular kind of desire: being tiny, being huge, being emptied, being fed, being trampled, being worshipped, being destroyed.

I’ve always loved the way Bradbury lets strange, intense ideas stand on their own. Here, I wanted to do that and give you the through‑line of a young man figuring out who he is, kink and all, one tattoo at a time.

The format: what you’re actually downloading

Here’s what you get when you grab the PDF:

Around 37,000 words – so, a proper novella. Long enough to sink into, short enough not to be homework.
A framing narrative on the moor that you drop back into between each tattoo, so you always know where you are in Kai’s journey.
11 desire‑filled tattoo stories inside William’s skin – each one a complete hit of fetish in its own right.
15 original illustrations made just for this project: William by the fire, Venn towering in his garden, Marcus looming in the gym, the alchemist’s lab full of potions, the feeding bed, trance sequences, the final throne.
A glossy, professionally formatted PDF that behaves on phones, tablets and desktops – clean text, clear chapter breaks, high‑res art.

You can binge it straight through like a novel, or do what I secretly love to do with Bradbury and just drop into the “episode” that suits your mood that day.

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Meet William and Kai

A tattooed shirtless muscular man and a smaller man among standing stones at sunset

Because this book grew out of my own fandom, I wanted the frame to feel almost mythic.

William looks thirty‑something but carries centuries. His body is the kind I like to write: heavy pecs, thick arms, veined forearms, back like a carved wall, all of it inked with scenes of giants, tiny men, symbols and patterns. He’s been cursed to carry these worlds on his skin and to let people fall into them.

Kai is very deliberately… us. Young, a bit lost, already drawn to big, dangerous men but not really owning it yet. He shows up in a cheap jacket, admits he’s come out here because he doesn’t know who he’s supposed to be, and ends up confessing that older, scarred men who’ve “been broken and put themselves back together” are exactly his type.

The tattoos are William’s way of answering him. And because I’m me, the answers are filthy, extreme and oddly affectionate.

The eleven tattoos: my fetish playlist

Ink drawing of a giant trainer stomping down as tiny people flee

Each tattoo is my chance to take one flavour of kink and turn it up as far as it will go, then fold the emotional consequences back into Kai.

Here’s a quick tour.

THE COLOSSUS – gentle giant worship This was the first one I wrote, and you can probably tell how much I enjoyed it. Kai falls into a golden valley and meets Venn, a 300‑foot muscle giant tending his garden like a god.

Big, kind, careful macro; Kai lying in his palm, sliding into pec‑cleavage, feeling that huge heartbeat.
Getting off on being perfectly small, perfectly safe, perfectly held.
A giant who has learned to love his size, and invites you to do the same with your kink.

THE MINIATURE – gym shrinking and brutal humiliation I wanted to contrast Venn with someone who likes being cruel. Enter Marcus, in a modern gym.

Kai shrinking step by step until he fits in Marcus’s hand.
Mirrors, benches, weights, and one huge, smirking man.
SPH, taunts, total loss of power, and a catastrophic, cum‑soaked finish on Marcus’s pec.

If you’ve ever wanted your gym crush to literally use you, this is that fantasy turned into a full narrative.

THE THIEF – size stealing and revenge This is my Ray Bradbury brain meeting my size brain. A cursed warlord whose bulk is stolen from the men he broke.

One by one, those men reclaim their mass by touching him.
His body shrinks as theirs swell, in front of a watching crowd.
It’s revenge, but it’s also about identity and what it means when your body stops matching who you think you are.

THE DIMINISHMENT – small penis humiliation as ritual Here I wanted to take SPH seriously as a kink, not just a cheap insult.

Two men, two potions: one to shrink, one to grow.
Devon asking to have his cock reduced until he’s forced to rethink his whole sense of self.
The Alchemist quietly making sure both men get exactly what they really asked for.

THE TRAMPLING – religious foot worship This is my ode to foot guys.

Anselm, a monk, spends literal centuries at his Abbot’s feet.
Kissing, licking, being stood on, used as a kneeler.
The line between worshipping God and worshipping a man’s body just… dissolves.

THE FATTENING – feederism and helplessness I’ve always been intrigued by the overlap between feeding and power. Rafe’s world is that, turned up.

Kai being stuffed again and again, with magic‑enhanced food that triples the gain.
Struggling to move, then not being able to, then needing help for the most basic things.
Shame and arousal tangled together, with Rafe loving every second.

THE CONSUMPTION – willing vore This one’s for the vore crowd.

Nathaniel offered to a giant named Orion, and choosing to be swallowed.
Mouth, tongue, throat described in loving detail.
The fantasy of becoming part of the giant’s body, and being into that with your whole soul.

THE UNMADE – ego death By this point I wanted to get away from flesh and go straight for the mind.

A white void, a chair, and a Master who erases Kai’s memories and preferences bit by bit.
No touch, but intense arousal as pieces of self disappear.
The idea that losing yourself can be its own kind of orgasm.

REWRITTEN – hypnosis and triggers This is my “what if The Illustrated Man met a stage hypnotist” chapter. Elias is cool, calm, and very good at what he does.

Installing triggers (“sleep”, “wake”, finger snaps) like he’s coding.
Wiping “KAI / TEACHER / WRITER” off a mental blackboard until only “QUEER / SUB / TOY” is left.
Taking Kai right to the edge of nothingness, then pulling him back – because the risk is part of the thrill.

THE THRONE – integration and power By the time Kai hits the throne, he’s been all sorts of men and toys. Here he’s finally allowed to own it.

A hall filled with giants, tinies, feeders, monks, toys – all of them versions of him and the men he’s met.
Kai on the throne, king precisely because he’s served.
William stepping in to admit that many of these figures are aspects of himself, and that strength is being able to hold all of it.

THE FINAL MARK – back to the stones We end where we began: on the moor, at the fire, with dawn coming.

A man in a jacket walking across moorland at night towards a stone circle lit by fires

No portals, no illusions. Just William and Kai, bodies and choices. After everything the tattoos have put him through, Kai finally gets to decide what he wants in the “real” world.

It’s both filthy and, I hope, genuinely satisfying.

The PDF itself

Because I read a lot of ebooks myself, I care about how they look:

You get a clean PDF with proper headings, chapter breaks and illustration pages.
The 15 illustrations are big enough to enjoy, not postage stamps.
It works nicely on phone, tablet or desktop, and it’s easy to jump back to your favourite scenes.

You can download it, keep it, and revisit whichever tattoo world you’re craving on any given night.

Get your copy here: https://shrinkingmen.com/store/ols/products/the-tattooed-man-a-shrink-files-novella

Who I wrote this for

I wrote this for:

Gay men who’ve ever fantasised about being tiny in a giant’s hand – or about being the giant.
Readers who love shrinking, growth, stolen size, SPH, humiliation, worship, feederism, religious submission, vore, hypnosis… any or all of the above.
People like me, who grew up loving big, strange speculative books and now want that same scope, but unapologetically gay and kinky.

If you’ve enjoyed individual Shrink Files issues, The Tattooed Man is me taking that universe and giving it a spine, a heart, and one big, horny curse to hang everything on.

Ready to fall into the ink?

The Tattooed Man: a glowing tattooed man by a campfire in a stone circle, a man kneeling before him

Picture it: you in bed with your phone or tablet, opening a PDF where

A 300‑foot giant cups you to his chest and tells you to come for your own smallness.
A gym god shrinks you to six inches and uses you as a warm spot on his chest while he blows.
A witch makes a warlord give back every stolen inch of muscle.
A Master and a hypnotist both show you how good it feels to be emptied and then rebuilt.
A throne room full of giants and tinies kneel to the man who’s been all of them.

That’s what I tried to bottle in this book.

If that sounds like your thing, I’d love you to check it out:

The Tattooed Man (A Shrink Files Novella) https://shrinkingmen.com/store/ols/products/the-tattooed-man-a-shrink-files-novella