Another day, another series of drab, boring classes. I didn’t hate history, but listening to my professors drone on and on about the end of the 6th age and the unification of the Gifted Peoples into modern society wasn’t my idea of a great morning. I slid my key into the door of my apartment, pushing the door open and lumbering inside, ducking low to avoid knocking my head against the top of the doorframe. It was a practice I was used to; after all, being seven feet tall meant that I had to duck under most things. You only take so many knocks on the head before you start reflexively stooping down every time you enter a room.
“Clark, you home-?” My greeting to my roommate was cut off when I stepped through the door, one of my knees inadvertently catching him in the chest and knocking him off his feet. “Oh, shit! Sorry man, are you alright?” I exclaimed, dropping down onto one knee and gripping my much smaller roommate by the arm, helping him back up from the floor.
One thing I was still struggling to get used to was my roommate. Compared to me, Clark must have looked like a child. Halfling, and barely scraping past four feet tall, I was nearly double his size in both height and build. Where I had broad shoulders and well defined muscles, he had a more lean suiting his role on our school’s track team. Where my facial features were more flat and smooth, my dulled fangs only protruding slightly from under my lower lip and my chocolate-brown hair cut neatly on my head, his face was sharp, his eyes sunken noticeably into his skull, and he wore a longer and more messy tangle of sunshine-blonde curls.
Clark grunted under his breath as I helped him up to his feet, a fit of laughter bubbling up from both of our mouths. Sadly, it hadn’t been the first time that this had happened since we moved in together at the start of the school year, and we doubted it would be the last, either.
“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine, but you gotta watch where you’re going, Art! I can’t keep worrying about getting trampled over in my own apartment.” I dusted his shirt off as Clark rambled on jokingly, laughing along with him.
“Maybe I should tie a bell around your neck so that I know where you are when I come home!” I fired back, lips curling up in a grin at the thought. “Anyway, I had a boring-ass day. Want to go out and grab a couple drinks tonight to liven it up?”
Normally such a thought would have been well received by my roommate; the two of us could cut loose when we wanted, even if Clark’s diminutive size meant handling his drink would be a challenge, but this time he shook his head in denial.
“Nah, my girlfriend and I have a date in tonight. Maybe you’ll finally get to meet her, if you decide to stick around!”
“Oooo, yeah, maybe I will! The mysterious girlfriend’s finally going to decide to spend the night over, eh, Clarky? Good for you!” I ribbed my roommate good-naturedly before straightening up and continuing towards my bedroom to get a head start on my history paper. Clark had only told me bits and pieces about his girlfriend, which naturally stoked my curiosity about what kind of girl he was going to bring over to our apartment tonight.
Hello! I’ve been tossing this prompt around in my head for a while, trying to figure out how to write it the best. It might seem a bit schizophrenic, but I’m trying to nail two specific quirks and one fairly unique setting; these being cheating and sizeplay set against the backdrop of a modern-fantasy kind of setting. Modern fantasy as in, the classic D&D races all existing in the modern day, and with magic and mythology being both real and fairly common. We can get into the details of the world in our PMs before we start playing, if you’d like.
So, what I’m looking for is someone to play Clark’s girlfriend: a tiny little gnomish, halfling, or elven girl. She’ll meet Art - the tall, broad half-orc that lives with her boyfriend - and instantly become intrigued about the differences between the two men. Including how much bigger Art’s cock is than Clark’s. This is not going to involve cuckolding, though; just good old-fashioned cheating out of curiosity. It’s really pretty innocent, if you think about it.
Here’s my kinklist so you can get an impression for my likes and dislikes other than what’s outlined in this prompt. I’m leaving the exact details of your character’s appearance and personality up to your own discretion, but I would like to have it established before we get in-character. I’m also open to playing different fantasy races myself, including but not limited to Human, Goliath, a well-endowed Dwarf or Tiefling, or Hobgoblin. Also open to the idea of playing other, more bestial races, but provided that the beastly elements are toned down in favor of a muscular body and some aesthetics. This can be either a short term or long term scene, and we can gauge that off of how well we hit it off. Looking forward to your replies!
Submitted September 20, 2019 at 07:50PM by CrouchingHardPunch https://ift.tt/2Occ3Lt
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