>it was like this since you met her
>she was a big girl
>that’s just how she was
>and you loved it
>one thing struck you as odd though
>for years now, whenever you got together, she’d make these remarks
>she enjoyed the difference in your sizes as much as you did, but it somehow still surprised her
>every time
>you were only human
>you’d likely never get another growth spurt, much less one that would double your height or “size”
>yet she insisted on comparing
>you didn’t mind being held up against her, though
>it got her going and that was reason enough to indulge her
>inevitably, the comparison would lead to more
>she’d manipulate you as easily as a doll, though not entirely because of her strength
>and no matter how big she got, you always managed to handle her somehow
>you had a lot of practice
>the facade began to break the moment you two got started
>her voice shook, her cocksure grin giving way to softer satisfaction
>she still tried to keep it up, pretending to marvel at her own size or disparage yours
>you’ve learned to tune that out
>your reward came later
>when she brought herself to the edge and lost all pretense of “domination”
>she slowed her thrusts and locked you in a tight embrace
>there, stuffed, immobile, face full of fluff
>that’s when her feelings came through
>she likely thought you were comatose by now
>that’s the only reason she’d let her guard down this much
>but you had practice
>it wasn’t particularly eloquent, or even coherent
>but you could easily make out the many “I love you”s in her orgasmic cries
>the sound of her true feelings spilling into you was what really sent you over the edge
>maybe one day you’d be able to free your face from her chest and return them
>but for now you were at her mercy, locked in her arms until morning at the earliest
>maybe she’d go for another round, but you’d both be half-conscious for that one
>when you’d awake, the act would be back and she’d ask how you enjoyed “getting pounded”
>you’d just return to your spot on her chest and hug her back
>and tell her you loved it
>she hid her reaction from her face well enough
>but she couldn’t hide her heart skipping a beat