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Meatheads are so big and tough until they're dealing with chubby giants. Then they're just adorable.
"Blake, aren't you the least bit concerned that your husband won't stop growing?" "Me and Paul are ... we're making it work." Blake and Paul both savoured Paul's sudden growth spurt. The sex, for starters, was fantastic, even if Paul's increased size made him want it even more, even at inopportune moments like at the gym.
Large and in charge. People? Cars? If they're smart they get out of the way.
Tiny football player spectacular #1: who couldn't resist a giant linebacker's huge bearded lips?
Tiny football player spectacular #2:
"How cute. You're going to tackle ME, short stuff?"
Tiny football player spectacular #3:
"All those muscles don't matter when you're so small."
football player spectacular #6:
A collection of renders of giant and tiny football players. That big bearded man in the green sure looks familiar ^_-
Giant and tiny cowboy fun -- a variant of my first ever video render!
"Yeah, squirm you shrunken little piggy. Fight all you want, your tiny little cop ass is mine."
My first attempt making macro with MiniMax. If anyone else has tried, I'd love some pointers!
This is one of the fantastic montages by the great artist Pawsum brought to life. It's truly sexy to see it move!
"So do you like big boots, little fella?"
The tiny muscle man loved being trapped under his giant master's socked feet. When he was full sized everyone feared him and now, he could be crushed in an instant under his owner's rank dress socks.
Building fucker, now animated.
Though Barry loved when his gym crush, Adam, was this towering 6'7" muscle jock, once Adam shrunk, things changed significantly. Somehow Adam became even hotter. Cuter. He just had to have Adam. He confessed how he felt for Adam. Adam, in his newly reduced state, admitted to Barry that now that Barry was a comparative giant, he had an inexplicable urge to explore every inch of Barry's expansive furry body. Barry picked Adam up in his hands. Their lips touched. "You sure you want this, little fella?" Barry heard the words coming out of his mouth, shocked at how bizarrely dominant it came out. Adam's reduced manhood poked at his chest. He looked at the tiny bearded face. He knew. They kissed passionately, and he never let Adam go.
Eli was having a bad enough time having suddenly and inexplicably shrunk down to about a sixth of his size in the middle of the most important game of the year. But suddenly a huge mammoth foot came down. Shit, it was the opposing team's quarterback, Damon.
"Aw look at the tiny little chunky man," he heard the giant's voice say, the giant's socked foot poking his reduced body.
"Be a good little shrimp and kiss my foot you little fucker."
Troy was now dozens of feet tall. He was amused by the cars now backing away from him as he walked down the tiny road, with people not even coming up to his knees.
Being this big made him very horny, as he absentmindedly rubbed his cock through his jockstrap.
Paul was smitten with his giant boss, Elliott, but he didn't dare reveal how he felt -- least of all since Elliott was enormous. Guys of his magnitude didn't tend to have interest in "tinies," as they got called.
One Friday, Paul went to a local restaurant that served a mixed-size clientele. He heard a deep voice behind him as he was at the bar -- it was Elliott.
"Well what brings you here?" Elliott asked in his deep resounding voice.
"Oh, just a drink for the weekend. Guess you're doing the same," said Paul, trying to not sound like a complete moron in front of his object of desire.
"Well I was getting a bite. Did you want to join me?"
Paul perhaps got a bit too drunk -- trying to keep up with Elliott was perhaps a mistake. But soon, Paul sat cradled in his giant boss' arms.
"My God, you know how much it drives me nuts working with such a hot fucking giant stud like you??"
Paul was drunk, but not drunk enough to then realise he said too much.
Or did he?
Soon, Elliott leaned in with a smile. Soon, there was a peck, followed by Paul's mouth being filled with Elliott's enormous tongue. His giant boss' hands held him as the two kissed, passionately.
Why does the idea of shrunken bearded muscle men at their giant chubby bears' socked feet get me hard?
No idea. It just does.
Big Ted tended to be ... a bit forceful if he wanted something. Who was going to stop him?