#size :)

[sfwsihagen]

This is 100% lore accurate sized Zelda.

[archiveofaffinities]

Tamura Electric Works, Tokyo Japan, 1970s, Photograph: Harald Sund

[maxmorphs]

Are You as Pumped for Summer as I Am? I wanna get a little bit bigger each summer until everyone says: "Don't grow any bigger, please. You already look like a freak."

[official-penis-posts]

What is average dick size?

"average penis 5.1 inches" factoid actually just statistical error. Average penis size depends on which penises you are including in your study. tdicks? girldicks? packers? Penis Georg, who lives in a cave and has a shlong like a firehose, is an outlier adn should not have been measured

[olivexing]

Ben recognizes her friend, who is exposed to be a sea monster-

He didn’t want her to find out.

[randomuser4658]

Regan Grimes 🇨🇦

Bulking.

[a-dinosaur-a-day]

Just a random question I had, but, I'm curious. So pterosaurs—at least some of them—were very large. However in modern times, the flying animals that exist are much smaller. Was the atmosphere easier to fly through millions of years ago or is it just that there aren't as many super big animals so there isn't a niche for a super big flying animal? Or was there something unique about Pterosaurs that made them capable of getting so huge? Or none of the above?

this is a question many researchers have themselves! we aren't sure. the atmosphere *was* different, but not in ways that would affect flight as far as we can tell. It's possible that Neornithines (aka "modern birds") just can't fly at those big of sizes. They do have fundamentally different (and weird) wings, compared to membraneous wings. They did get bigger than today - the largest flying birds such as Pelaogrnis and Argentavis are all extinct.

[uw-wb]

what's going on here?

[thaddeusmcboosh]

For SunnyDLite on twitter.

[sihagen]

Got a bit obsessed with a certain show and so

Chimera Sam became a thing XD

The longer she stays like this, the bigger and more feral she becomes.

[lilithsterrarium]

need to be a tiny unimportant neglected middle child. that would fix me I think ^u^

[archiveofaffinities]

Longaberger Building, Newark, Ohio, 1997

[aspiring-house-husband]

one can only collect so much wealth before tempting the attention of a dragon. 

the young prince was spoiled and beautiful. he wore gold in every bit of his body, hanging it across his shoulders, around his neck, dangling from his ears. suitors hoping for his hand in marriage, rivals attempting peace, lords vying good favor, all manners of people came from all over to present gifts of gold and glittering jewel to the prince. he accepted all favor, but he rarely repaid. he preferred the lords who has spoiled him, and made peace with the rivals who asked, but never accepted a suitor’s hand. it only garnered their attention more. 

soon enough, his castle was drowning in gold. he kept careful stock of the golden jewelry he loved to adorn, but the gems and the coins and the clutter of gold simply got tossed into his treasury. he would spend time lounging about inside it, but that was it’s only purpose. 

except, of course, for attracting a dragon. 

it came in the dead of night amidst a storm, diving through the castle gates and lumbering through its halls. the prince was sound asleep in his own bed when the dragon arrived, and so the dragon found his treasury unguarded. he buried himself in the gold and settled, content with his new hoard. 

and the prince discovered him the next morning. unimpressed by the might of the dragon, he demanded that the great beast leave. 

but for the first time in his life, the prince felt true fear when the dragon pinned him down to the floor. Sharp claws pressed into soft skin, and the dragon’s hot breath fanned over the prince’s body. the beast’s mouth opened to reveal razor sharp fangs, and the prince felt cold chill settle in his body with assurance that he was going to die.��

but instead, the dragon lavished his tongue over the prince’s neck. 

“i taste gold on you,” the dragon said, his hot breath washing over the prince. 

“my gold, that which you’re stealing,” answered the prince, only brave enough now to grab onto the dragon’s ivory claws. 

“would i taste it within you, too, little prince?” the dragon had no heed for the prince’s anger, and his long fat tongue maneuvered through the layers of his clothes so that his teeth could follow and bare the prince beneath him. 

“so small…” the dragon cooed, “so fragile. yet warm and luminous.” the prince could not reach around the dragon’s claws to cover himself, even as the beast’s breathing chilled the tracks of saliva and sweat running over his body. 

“warm and luminous, like my treasure. my gold.”

“my gold,” the prince corrected, but he had no authority in his words. the dragon laughs as it’s great snout neared the prince’s thighs. 

“all mine,” the dragon said again, this time sliding his tongue between the prince’s legs. “this gold, this castle, this treasure… and it’s prince. all mine.”

“no, i’m-“ the prince choked himself with a moan as the dragon’s tongue passed over him again, this time spending longer lavishing itself in his wetness, growing to match the dragon’s need. “i’m not, i’m- you’re- hah, you’re in my castle! mine!”

“shh, little prince,” the dragon soothes, his voice rumbling within the castle walls. “you’ll understand soon. you’re mine.”

the prince could not respond. the dragon’s voice was invading his mind, softening his defenses. his eyelids drooped as still he looked across his now bare body, quaking with need he couldn’t quite understand. while he watched the dragon’s snout as it shoved his thighs apart, he still was not prepared for when the tip of the dragon’s tapered tongue breached him. his back arched, even into the dragon’s claws, which retracted before puncturing soft skin. 

still the dragon rumbled, vibrating deep into the prince and rippling through his mind. he could hardly think, could hardly feel but the thrusting tongue within him, exploring him, tasting him. he could not muster a warning before he came across the dragon’s tongue, and he could not muster a complaint when the dragon fucked him to sensitivity afterward. he could not move from the dragon’s claws, could not escape its tongue, even while he grew sleepy and his mind soft in the rumbling of the dragon’s voice. 

“lovely little prince,” said the dragon, daintily lifting the limp prince from the floor. his hole dripped it’s wetness across his thighs, and the dragon licked over its fangs. cradling the prince, the dragon rolled to his side to reveal his own member, and he wrapped the prince up to his stomach. his cock was much too large for the tiny man, but should the prince’s soft thighs part far enough, the dragon could nestle his tapered tip just within him. 

and so when the prince whimpered in his sleep, and slipped his soft legs over the dragon, and the dragon stroked himself and tasted the slick the prince had smeared over himself, he could cum into the prince, and leave him dripping much more than his own spend. 

the prince was a new kind of spoiled, now. he never again had the need for praise from his kingdom, when the words of a dragon were enough to drip his mind out his hole, and he could train himself to take only a few inches more of dragon cock for the reward of filling up with warm dragon cum. 

he would never quite feel whole without it again. 

[official-penis-posts]

My demi bf has the hugest penis, almost too big to fit the tip in my mouth. Whereas I, the slut, have a tiny cock. I feel like we are both perfectly matched and also that god gives her most extraordinary penises to her toughest soldiers.

I love this story

[olivexing]

Whoa! Big again!

And it feels nice :)

[ipilokko]

I Dislike Redheads -10-

GUYS GUYS GUSY

HHGUHGUGHGUGHGHGUUF

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