#size kink

[lillhappycloud]

Our Fierce Differences updated is Webtoon and Tapas! Feat. Crab.

[labrysknot]

Big, beefy, rough-handed barbarian women whose stomachs and tits jiggle and ripple while they fuck you. You agree. Reblog.

[bobasslut]

His hands are big. So big. Thinking about it more thoughtfully, you realize every part of him is so much larger and stronger than you; you imagine his pretty, veiny hands encircling your waist and his muscular body pressing up against your smaller one. The size difference is adorable, and enough to make your pretty hole ooze arousal. The thought of him holding you in a mating press as he pushes your plush thighs down and kisses you roughly is simply mouth watering, your hole struggling to take all of his huge cock.

Imagine him whispering sweet words of praise in your ear, marveling at how beautiful you are, how much smaller you are compared to him?

"Aww, pretty darling. Am I makin' you feel good here? You like this spot? Yer pretty cunt's squeezing me so tight, it feels so fuckin' good. You wanna know how you feel? Like heaven, darling. Never fucked someone like you- no one compares. This cunt's mine, hm? All mine. Let me spoil it so much you can't think of anything else, don't let your pretty head worry about anything, I'll take care of you".

[romantichomicide95]

KINKTOBER- SIZE KINK

pairing- satoru gojo x reader

warnings-size kink. slight dom!gojo, fem bodied reader, penetration, creampie,fingering, mentions of marking, slight cockwarming, dirty talk. reader is described as much smaller than gojo. not proofread as usual.

word count-> 1.5k

kinktober masterlist / taglist

"Need help with that, princess?" You heard the familiar teasing tone of your boyfriend, Satoru Gojo, from behind you. You were, at that moment, standing on your tiptoes in the kitchen, stretching your arm up in a futile attempt to reach for the sugar jar that was inconveniently located on the highest shelf.

Before you could attempt to protest or reply to his teasing, you felt his strong hands encircling your waist from behind. "Here." He said, words softly spoken in a whisper in your ear. He lifted you easily into the air, his strength something you’ve always found extremely attractive about him.

You could almost hear the smirk in his voice as he lifted you up, "I love how easy you are to man-handle baby, it’s kind of sexy."

Dangling in the air you quickly grab the sugar. "Okay baby, you can put me down now."

“Mmm, I don’t think I will ," Gojo was, beyond any doubt, a playful spirit. And the way you looked right now, in just his oversized t-shirt, morning hair astray, was enough to pull that very teasing and very playful side out of him.

“Gojo!" You scolded playfully. He merely laughed, turning you around easily, so you were facing him, setting you down on the counter. He placed a hand down on either side of you, pretty blue eyes wandering over your features, before he’s leaning down enough to capture your lips in a kiss. “Look so little and pretty right now baby.” He said pulling away.

You felt all too aware of the situation you were in. His proximity so close that you could feel his warm breath fanning across your face. It was almost intoxicating, the feeling of being enclosed by him, the scent that was so damn uniquely him was enough to make your head spin.

His gaze softened for a moment, lingering on your lips before making eye contact with you again. The electric blue of his eyes held a need in their gaze, a look you were all too familiar with.

His hands slowly moved up from the counter, one grazing lightly up your thigh before coming to rest on your waist while the other tucked a stray lock of hair behind your ear. Your breath hitched slightly when he leaned down, his lips finding yours in another kiss. "Shit, got me all hard now," he muttered against your lips.

“I didn’t even do anything.” You giggle, pulling away. Your eyes trail over his tall frame, it was honestly kind of hot how tall he was.

"You’re sexy though," he murmured, his eyes wandering over your figure. “So easy to pick up…throw around,” You were small, but most people were…especially compared to his towering height, but the contrast was something he found incredibly alluring. “I love that I can do whatever I want with you, whenever I want.”

“Oh yeah?” You giggle, your petite hands pointlessly pushing against his broad chest. The fact that he barely even budges at the effort was undoubtedly a little sexy.

“Now, where was I.” He says, his hands find their way back to your waist, “Was I right here?” He asks, his lips lightly grazing against your neck. The slight content alone made you shudder, “or maybe I was here.” His hands tighten around your waist. "How about here?". His breath is warm against your skin as he trails his lips from your neck up to your lips.

"Oh right, this was the spot." He says, his voice husky, as he reconnects his lips with yours.

One of Gojo’s hands starts to wander, lightly tracing up your thighs, closer and closer to your heat. “Now this can go one of two ways.” Gojo whispers against your lips, his other hand going underneath your shirt and gently pinching your nipple. “I can go slow and be gentle…” He trails off, kissing you again…”Or…” he pinches your nipple harder, “I can be rough with you, like the little doll you are.”

His fingers trace along the outside of your panties, a cocky grin playing on his lips at the wet spot already forming. “Hmm, I think my baby wants it a little rough huh?” He says, pulling away from the kiss, those pretty blues searching your face.

You bite your lip, pretty eyes filled with desire look up at him through thick lashes as you nod your head.

“Use your words sweetheart.” He says lifting your chin to look at him.

“Yes Toru, want you to be a little rough.”

“Good girl.” he says, shoving two fingers inside you. He leans down to sink his teeth into the skin of your neck as his fingers begin to pump furiously inside you.

The way his fingers curl inside you, covered in your slick, it practically has you on the verge of cumming already, his thumb pressing harshly against your clit. “Hear that baby, your pussys so wet for me. Gunna wrap your pretty little body around my cock yeah?”

———

“Think I could split you right in half…” Gojos voice sounds arrogant as he’s got you in bed now, legs pushed all the way up as his cock sinks in inside you, room filled with squelching noises as he fucks you silly.

You’re babbling incoherently, thanks to his hand wrapped around your throat. “f-fuck toru, s-so good.” His fat cock is hitting your sweet spot over and over. He’s thrusts are purely maniacal, but it’s your own fault. You wanted this, he’s not taking any chances of slowing down. He looks down at you, so pretty underneath him, your tits bounce up and down with each hard thrust inside you.

He leans down, his mouth wrapping around a sensitive bud. His tongue flicks around it, “So sensitive baby, that feel good?” You can barely reply, barely breathe for that matter. You’re too stuffed full, too drunk on his cock hitting so deep into your gummy walls.

Your eyes shut tight, head thrown back against the headboard, maybe a little too hard. You wouldn’t be surprised if a bump formed in the morning, but no matter. It was worth it, the way his cock hit against your walls made anything worth it.

“Baby, asked if it felt good.” You feel his breathe hot against your face as he leans over, his blue eyes looking right into yours. His hands in your hair and you don’t quite remember when that happened, he’s lifting your head so he can get a better look at you. You’re really trying to keep quiet but those pretty little moans can’t help but escape, and he smiles.

“Look at you babe, fucked so dumb on my cock can’t even talk huh?” He laughs as he thrusts even deeper, he holds it for a moment, looks down to see how his dick disappears into your pussy. For someone so small you take him so well, and that turns him on even more.

“Y-yeah s’ good.” You say as he continues thrusting, your pussy twitches around his cock, clenching around him cause he’s just…“S’ big toru…fillin me up.”

“So pretty’” he says, kissing your lips hard, his face falling in the crook of your neck. “Want you to ride me can you do that?”

He picks you up, laying on his back and sitting you on his lap. Your hands push against his chest, nails digging into his skin as you sink down on him. A whimper falls from his lips just as the tip stretches you open.

“Toru…too big I can’t.” You say and he rolls his eyes, you always say that and yet it fits everytime. His hands grip your ass “Your fine baby, come on know you can take it all.” He can’t help himself from guiding you down him, his tip hitting your cervix. “S-so tight fuck.”

He really tries hard to let you ride him like he asked, but when he can feel every inch of your wet cunt wrapping around him he loses control. He moves you up and down his length, his hips rutting up into you. He lifts you all the way up, before slamming you back down again…over and over and over.

Your small petite hands push into his chest, nails digging into his skin and fuck, he thinks you look so good. Cute little body, bouncing up and down on his cock as your tits bounce in his face.

You roll your head back, your hips rolling against his and his fingers dig into the flesh of your ass. “Wanna cum for you- Toru.” You say, feeling the sensation pool in your belly.

“Me too-gunna cum too. Cum with me baby- cream on my cock.” And as if his words were a command you do so, whimpers of his name as you ride out your orgasm. Your walls clench around him as you cum hard on him, his cock rutting up into you one more time, stuffing you full with his cum.

He lifts you up, watching as his thick, hot seed drips out of your pussy. He watches close, enamored. “So hot when you got me dripping out of you like that.”

He easily flips you over onto your back again, his lips pepper kisses across your face. “S-good every time, such a good girl.” He says, pushing the hair that’s stuck to your face out of the way. “Now come on, I recall you were in the process of making us coffee.”

tagging - @satorizz , @darkstarlight82 , @belfiguevel , @theyallovenayeon , @swaggygurlbae , @223princess

[yakoalyarin]

“Hunger”

- Do you think that I will satisfy your hunger and relieve your nightmares?

(My OCs Larikon n Berkan)

[farel-gowblin2]

This

[little-miss-dilf-lover]

MIGUEL SIZE KINK MIGUEL SIZE KINK MIGUEL SIZE KINK MIGUEL SIZE KINK MIGUEL SIZE KINK MIGUEL SIZE KINK PLEEEEASE🥴🥴🥴

I gotchu😶

nsfw thoughts below {18+ fem!reader, mdni}

miguel had spent the last hour between your thighs, drawing out orgasm after orgasm to prep you. his tongue lavishly gliding over you, sucking and caressing your clit with his two middle fingers hooked inside.

he parts from the pool of sweetness between your legs, his lips and chin coated in your slick. "you’re ready now, baby,” he lowly states, trailing a slow, wet line of kisses along the crease of your cunt, travelling up your stomach.

you nod in response, fingertips grazing the broad swole of his shoulders, guiding him back up to you.

he steadies himself over you, hovering and caging you to the mattress, his big, burly arms settled on either side. he lowers, kissing your swollen lips, making you taste yourself from his tongue. “hermosa," he muffles against your mouth, tangling his large hand behind your head to deepen the kiss. "so beautiful." he whispers, peeling himself from your grasp.

he sits up once more, kneeling between your spread legs, his hips flush to the underside of your thighs. he toys with his aching cock, his palm rolling over the reddened length as he guides his tip towards your pussy. "s’good for me," he softly grins, dipping his leaking head into you, teasing and prying you open. "so, so good."

he has a tight grip around his base as he sinks in nice and slow, wanting to feel your gummy walls accommodate and stretch around his huge cock.

"s'too much," you pant, eyes screwed closed with kitted brows, wafting him away.

he stills, keeping a few inches of himself buried inside, allowing you to adjust to his girth. "you can take it… yeah, that’s it— doin' so good... so perfect,” he whispers, his voice hoarse. “I know, I know. doin’ so well.”

he lowers back to you, his muscular chest flush with yours, your breasts sandwiched between. he snakes his other hand up to cup your jaw, comforting you and angling your face up to meet his. "that's it," he mumbles against your muttering mouth, silencing you and swallowing your whimpers. he trails slow, soft kisses over your cheek to wipe away a pleasure-filled tear, brushing over the apple with his thumb. "you can take a bit more, hm?"

you nod once, chewing your bottom lip as you spread your legs a little further, adjusting your hips so he can slip in easier.

"yeah, that's it,” he exhales, his breathing strained from your tight grip around his dick. "god- mierda" he pants, his lips ghosting your throat with faint, subtle kisses.

your fingers trail his waist, running down to settle on his hips, halting him and his unrushed movements.

"can't take— can't take more," you breathlessly whine, panting into his mouth. "fuck." you cry out, fluttering around his cock, swallowing even more of him.

"don't— mhm— don't do that again," he groans, his brows furrowing with rapture. "will make me cum too soon, cariño," he quietly grumbles, bruising your lips in another harsh kiss. "keep still, mama. I'II take care of you." he adds, holding a few inches of himself buried in your pussy.

you stretch and twitch around him as he leisurely fucks you with half of his dick.

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[lorddimitrescu1]

“‘I, uh, just umm’” she taunted you you a smirk, “what is it? Do I look a little…. Taller?”

“Hahaha you can barely speak! Well I guess my presence is a tad…. Overwhelming.” She hung on the word, biting her lip seductively.

“You know, I’m really enjoying my little mmmhhh growth spurt” Her body seemed to swell with each heaving breath, as her large breasts strained the fabric of her bra.

[lillhappycloud]

Desperate kisses in the rain.

I have spicier stuff on my Patreon.

⭐⭐⭐⭐

[the-black-manor]

I have a huge size kink, especially when paired with cumflation. I love the idea of someone being so tiny compared to me. They’re barely able to take my cock, and when they do, you can see its outline in their belly. And their stomach fills so quickly when I cum, they can only take so much and they’re begging for me to pull out, even as I keep cumming, because they feel like they’re going to explode. I can’t, because we’re so thoroughly knotted together, and the cum has nowhere to go but in. It keeps filling them, their stomach swells, bigger and bigger, until they look beyond pregnant. They’re sobbing and in pain, but they’re so tight, and it feels so good, I just can’t stop cumming. And when I finally do come down, my knot doesn’t shrink for hours, and they��re stuck with me curled around them, filled to the brim with my seed. I wipe their tears and kiss their cheek and gently stroke their bulging belly to relieve some of the pain. And they thank me, because this is what they wanted. This is what they asked for. They just didn’t know that there would be so much.

[yakoalyarin]

Request for рatreons ! ————— Larikon is very complex about the fact that in his true form he is “not like everyone else.” That’s why he hides it from everyone, including Berkan (but this is only one of the reasons). A serious quarrel between the guys from their childhood will also play a role here, which will drive Lari even more into bad thoughts. But we will skip this period of their relationship a little and move on to the moment when Berkan will show interest in Larikon in the form of Echidna. But not everything is so fast)) Hehe 🌚

You can find more spicier stuff on my Patreon _(:3 」∠)_

[littlebabyyd0ll]

KINKTOBER DAY SEVEN, SIZE KINK

His heart beats for you, sweet little you, and his head goes wild for your tiny little hole.

Daddy!Ari x Smaller!reader

Warnings: SIZE KINK! Reader is described to be vv small & short. Stomach bulge from Ari’s monster cock. Kinda crybaby reader, lots of dirty talk. Dacryphilia. Not proofread.

18+! Enjoy!

Main Masterlist ! Kinktober 2023

It’s hard to think, hard to breathe when you feel so full. You feel like you’re choking on him, inhaling him, and he thinks it’s funny. He’s chuckling as tears fill your waterline and splash onto your cheeks. 

He’s rough and burly, so big as he crowds himself over your little form. “Is it too much, honey? You’re crying, poor girl, you can’t take daddy?” 

You can, you know you can, because you are right now. Ari moves a little softer at the sight of your running tears, and he mocks your little pout. You can’t help it — he’s just so big, fills you so well, your little hole stretched out over his hard cock. There’s not much more spreading that your legs can do, trying to accommodate the width of his waist within them. God, he’s such a monster, and it doesn’t help how tiny you already are. 

“I can!” You protest with a sniffle, brows creased together unhappily. It only makes him laugh more.

That makes it all the more worse, especially when you can feel his cock twitch inside you. 

You whine, pushing your wet face into the creased pillows beside you. 

“I know you can.” He mumbles pitifully, finally taking a break from his mean teasing. One of his big, calloused hands makes it’s way up your twitching body until it winds itself around the back of your neck, fingertips brushing your hair at the nape of your neck. “Always take me so well, huh? Prettiest fuckin’ girl with the,” he breaks, a grunt as you look at him with those teary bambi eyes, “tightest little hole.” 

“Daddy,” you cry, tiny hands pushing against his hairy chest as he picks up the speed of his thrusts. Deep within your hazy mind you notice how pretty your manicured nails look against him, a treat that he paid for monthly. Ari groans again at your broken whine, leaning down to plant hot kisses against your wet cheeks. 

He’s never loved anything as much as he’s loved you. 

Angelface you, who fell off your bike in front of his driveway. He had been out the front, sweating profusely as he pushed the mower against the overgrown grass – he’d only just moved in to the massive place, inherited it from some uncle he never even met. He can still remember catching your eye as you peddled past, the way that you had been far too distracted looking at his chest, the way that you toppled over into one of his bushes. 

He was enamoured the moment that he first touched you.

Being the natural savour that he is, he jumped straight away to save you. His big hands wrapped under your arms and lifted you effortlessly from the crumple of limbs that you had ended up as. And when he set you on your shaky feet, that was when he realised just how fucking little you were. 

The top of your head reached around the bottom of his pecks, leaves wound into your locks. You tried to stable yourself against him, the tiniest of hands splayed out against his stomach. He can remember the way that your big watery eyes had looked up at him, apologising excessively and trying to ignore the throbbing, bruising pain. He can remember the feeling of fullness overtaking him, forcing him to reach out for you, to try his very hardest to win over your heart. The same feeling stays with him now, the need to protect you, baby you, keep you for himself. 

So tiny and helpless. 

His hips stutter as he looks down and lets out a long winded moan, something that would surely have the neighbours concerned and stray cats replying to the call. 

“Look, baby. Look at how good you take daddy.” He’s not teasing anymore, instead moving your limp head to face downwards. Your vision is blurry from the tears, but you blink fast to try and clear your vision. Then you see it, the thing that makes his hindbrain cry out and push his hips faster. 

There, at the very bottom of your tummy, is a slight bulge, appearing and disappearing with every stroke he gives. He’s so big, just massive, a juggernaut. You're so tiny, look like some sort of pixie next to him. The hotness of the sight has your eyes rolling and a choked whine filling the air, matching the rough slapping of skin upon skin, and the echo of your slick. 

Ari laughs again, pushing a warm hand against the moving bulge. “Is that daddy all up in your guts, huh? M’fucking ruining you, kitten. Does daddy feel good? Can feel you clenching, tightest little hole.” He’s getting just as close as you are, he always gets blubbery and breathy when he gets close to cumming. “Best I ever had, you know that? Best fuckin’ girl. You're my girl, baby. Tell daddy you're his girl.”

Your tears are worse now, but you will always give him what he needs. “I-I’m your girl, daddy. Always your girl -ah!- please, please.” Your breathing is rough and troubled. Your hand pushes against him, but all your pussy does is pull him in deeper. “S-So big. I can’t– M’gonna come.”

“Fuck. Sweetest girl. Make the cutest little mess. Come for me, angel. I got you. Daddy’s got you.”

It’s white hot, the pleasure. It grabs you and swallows you whole, has you shaking and creaming all over his cock. Your squeaks and whines are enough to push him to the edge too, and Ari pulls your tiny frame into a bear hug as he paints your rippling walls white. Ari shudders with you. Mouthing at your jaw, his warmth completely encompasses you. The gentle giant is so good to you, shushing your tired cries as he slips out of your wet cunt, thumbing away the tears at your cheeks. He keeps you there, small and tucked away, like his own little secret, like something fragile and tiny, like his most precious of keepsakes. 

Like his sweetest little girl.

[sigmahimejoshi]

Bunny sub who is delicate and sensitive. Their wolf dom always forgets just how much smaller and weaker the poor cottom tail is. Every time they have sex, their dom always accidentally leave bruises, bite, or scratches their sweetheart. They try to be gentle with their little bun, but the sub wishes they'd be rougher with them!

[gtsdreamer2]

   You were deep in the Amazon rainforest. A recent graduate with your mycology doctorate, you were researching a special species of mushroom that only was said to grow deep in the jungle and only during the twenty four hours of the full moon during the autumn months. According to ancient texts found in the indigenous people's temples, the mushroom was used in fertility rituals and to signify a bountiful harvest during these months before the cold winter. You were curious about the cultural significance as well as the medicinal properties of this rare shroom. You didn't know what it looked like, only that it wasn't foraged for by the locals anymore and that it should look like a mushroom that you don't know.

   Hours of searching later, you begin to grow tired and wonder if you should give up and wait until the next full moon. The sun is starting to set when you finally spot something different. It's a mushroom you've never seen before, which is remarkable seeing as how you've seen them all. The cap is a pinky flesh color with an even pinker button on top. You giggle to yourself as you remark that it looks like a tit with a firm nipple poking out of it.

   Kneeling down, you take out your notebook and a pencil and begin to sketch it. 'I'm just drawing a boob.' You think to yourself. You stare in awe at this shroom as the sun continues to set. Taking your pencil, you poke the nipple-esque protrusion. Immediately this mushroom expells a giant cloud of spores right in your face. You gasp in surprise, sucking into your lungs an ample amount of the potent plume.

   You hack and cough, but its way too late for that, they're already lodged deep within you and entering your blood stream. Your eyes dialate and your body grows hot. You stand and lean against a tree, trying to catch your breath. You can feel your heatbeat in every nerve. Your cells are responding in a way they never have to the new foreign agent that has begun to take over you. Your heatbeat concentrates in your breasts as you feel your nipples grow almost painfully erect. Then you feel your breasts start to press against your soft white cotton top. You can feel the belts on your corset tighten to try and contain whatever is happening to you. Suddenly you shoot up four inches in height.

   Your sudden growth spurt elicits an a forced maon from your mouth. "Mmmph!" You cry out as a second wave hits you. The belts on your corset snap and suddenly you're six foot five with the seams of your jeans splitting. You feel your feet break free from your hiking boots as your toes sink into the damp rainforest earth.

   'This is starting to feel really good.' You think to yourself as you start to regain a semblance of your normal senses. Doing a body check, you can tell that you've grown. Your breasts have at least doubled in size and are now very hot and sensitive to the touch. You can feel a hunger deep in your womb as if ovulating on steroids.

   You attempt to sit down on the cool jungle floor, your now massive ass shredding the back of your jeans as you squat down. You pick up your pad and pen and continue to make notes about the shroom.

   'It is clear that this is how the Amazon women in the lore of this land gained their stature, and I can clearly feel why this particular fungus was revered for its fertility-inducing properties. I feel so full of life, yet I also feel the need to be bred full of babies.' Looking back at your notes, you are in shock that you actually wrote that down.

   You wonder to yourself how potent the flesh of the shroom might be, considering what just inhaling some of the spores had done to you. As the sun began to set, you walk back over to the shroom and delicately pluck it out of the ground before greedily shoving the whole thing into your mouth, quickly swallowing it without so much as trying to find out what it tastes like. Again the euphoria strikes your body. You feel its effects ten fold as you quickly gain four feet in height and explode out of your inadequate top. Sitting back down on the remainder of your ruined clothes, you bask in the feeling of your massive body and heightened strength and senses. You close your eyes and listen to the jungle around you, lamenting that you ate the only specimen that you had found on your journey, and now the only evidence was what it had done to you. When you open your eyes, the realize that the moon has peaked through the canopy. Your dialated eyes can see the jungle floor quite clearly now, and shimmering all across the damp dense expanse before you, you can see dozens more of the mushroom glowing against the moon, as if drinking in its power. 'It would have been so much easier to find at night.' You chastise yourself as you stand up again. You leave your ruined clothes behind as you pick up your foraging Satchel and start to delicately pick as many of the shrooms as you can carry, trying your best to put them in containers without them expelling more spores. 'This will be so great for my research.' You think to yourself. 'And it'll make a great snack for the walk back'. You giggle to yourself as you pop another three into your mouth.