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the hotel room was quiet, save for the muted hum of the city outside the window. you sat on the edge of the bed, bare legs swinging slightly as you scrolled on your phone. across the room, talla looked like he was trying to fold himself into the armchair, though at seven feet tall, it was a losing battle. his knees were spread wide, elbows resting lazily as he watched you with a faint smirk.

"you look ridiculous in that chair" you teased, setting your phone aside. "like a giant trying to squeeze into doll furniture."

he let out a low chuckle, rumbling through the room. "maybe the chair’s just too small. or maybe you’re just too used to being tiny."

your head snapped up, giving him an exaggerated glare. "excuse me?"

"you heard me" he said smoothly, leaning back, though the chair creaked under his weight. "everything about you screams small. small hands, small waist, small frame" his eyes dragged down the length of you, slow and deliberate, before locking back onto yours. "little one."

heat crept up your neck, and you tried to mask it with a scoff. "so what if i’m smaller than you? everyone is smaller than you. you’re like a skyscraper with legs."

that earned you another chuckle, deeper this time, and he leaned forward, elbows resting on his knees. the size difference was overwhelming even from across the room, he looked like he could swallow you whole without trying.

"you don’t get it, do you?" he asked, voice low, controlled. "you’re not just smaller than me. you’re fragile. breakable. and the way you keep teasing me about my size" he shook his head slowly, a wicked grin tugging at his lips. "makes me think you’re dying to find out what it feels like to be completely out of your depth."

your breath hitched at the deliberate way he said it, at how calm he seemed while your heart was pounding in your chest. you tried to salvage some bravado. "maybe i could handle more than you think."

talla’s brow arched, and in two slow steps he was looming over you at the edge of the bed. you had to crane your neck to meet his gaze, and even then, his shadow consumed you.

"handle more?" he repeated, amusement coloring his tone. his hand reached out, wrapping around your wrist easily, dwarfing it in his palm. he held it up between you, smirking as he compared the size. "look at this. you can’t even fight me if you tried. you’d disappear in my arms, little one."

your pulse fluttered as he let go, your skin tingling from his touch. You should’ve looked away, should’ve laughed it off, but instead you whispered, almost daring, "maybe that’s the point."

the air thickened instantly. his smirk widened, teeth flashing. he leaned down until his lips hovered a hair’s breadth from your ear.

"careful", he murmured, his voice low and gravelly. "keep talking like that, and i’ll make sure you never forget just how small you really are."

your thighs pressed together instinctively, heat pooling low in your stomach.

talla didn’t move away after his warning. instead, he lingered there, towering over you, his hand braced on the mattress beside your hip. you swallowed hard, your pulse hammering as his presence wrapped around you like a cage.

"stand up" he said quietly, the command so smooth it almost sounded like a suggestion.

you hesitated, but your body obeyed before your mind caught up, your feet touching the carpet as you rose. he stepped back just enough to give you space, but even standing, the size difference was almost laughable. you barely reached his chest.

"see what i mean?" he asked, tilting his head down, eyes gleaming with amusement. he placed his hand flat against your stomach, the sheer size of it covering almost the whole space. "i could wrap one arm around you and you’d disappear."

heat surged through you, your breath hitching as you tried to mask the way your body reacted. "you make it sound like a bad thing."

that earned you a dark chuckle. "bad? no, little one. it’s the best thing about you." his thumb brushed along your ribs, so careful despite the overwhelming weight of his touch. "you feel so delicate under me. like i could crush you" his other hand came up to cup your chin, tilting your head back until your eyes met his. "but i won’t. i’ll just remind you how small you are, over and over again."

your knees wobbled, and he caught you instantly, his hand sliding down to grip your hip. he smirked when you gasped, when your fingers instinctively curled against his chest for balance.

"that’s it" he murmured, lowering his voice, the deep rumble vibrating against your skin. "you like that, don’t you? being manhandled. being so tiny in my hands."

you didn’t answer, but the heat in your cheeks betrayed you. he smirked wider, his hand suddenly sliding lower, catching the curve of your ass and pulling you flush against him. the hard line of his cock pressed against your stomach, high enough to remind you just how much bigger he was.

your breath stuttered, and he leaned down, lips brushing your ear. "feel that? that’s how bad I want you. how hard you’ve got me just from standing there looking so damn small."

your thighs squeezed together at his words, but he caught it instantly, his laugh dark and knowing. "you’re already wet for me, aren’t you, little one?"

when you stayed quiet, he tugged your chin up again, forcing you to look him in the eye. "say it."

your lips parted, trembling as you whispered, "yes, i’m wet for you."

he groaned low in his chest, his grip tightening on your hip. "fuck, you have no idea what that does to me."

he stepped back just enough to lift you effortlessly, settling you down on the edge of the bed like you weighed nothing. his massive frame loomed over you again as his hand trailed down your thigh, fingers spreading wide to remind you how small you were beneath him.

"good girl" he murmured, voice thick with promise. "now let’s see just how much of me that little body of yours can handle."

talla’s massive hand pressed gently on your shoulder, easing you back onto the mattress. you sank against the sheets, your breath catching when he followed you down, his body hovering over yours like a shadow, his long hair spilling forward around his face.

"look at you" he rumbled, his fingers brushing over your stomach, spreading wide until they nearly spanned your waist. "so tiny. so breakable. i could cover you with just my hand." he smirked when you squirmed beneath him, your thighs pressing together instinctively. "and yet you’re begging me to touch you, aren’t you, little one?"

before you could answer, he hooked one of your thighs with his hand, spreading you open with ease. the heat between your legs pulsed, and you shivered when his thick fingers grazed the damp patch on your panties.

"already soaked" he muttered, his tone low and approving. "all this for me? for a man twice your size?"

your whimper only made him grin wider. he slipped two fingers under the edge of your panties and dragged them down, tossing them aside like they were nothing. when his hand returned, he let just one thick finger glide through your slick folds, deliberately teasing your clit with the barest brush.

the contrast was overwhelming, just one of his fingers felt like it could fill you. he chuckled darkly at your reaction, lowering his head until his lips brushed your ear.

"gonna stretch this little pussy open, little one. one finger first", he pushed in slowly, the girth alone making you gasp. "goddamn. so tight. you’re squeezing me already."

he worked you open, his finger curling against your walls until you moaned, writhing beneath him. then, with a wicked smirk, he added a second finger, the stretch burning but delicious.

"that’s it. take it for me." his voice dropped into a growl as he pumped them slowly. "you look so small around just my fingers. how the hell are you gonna take my cock, hm?"

your breath stuttered, your body clenching hard around him at the thought. he laughed, pulling his fingers free only to lift them to his mouth, sucking them clean with a hungry groan.

"taste so sweet. can’t resist."

before you could recover, he moved down, spreading your thighs wide over his broad shoulders. the sight of his huge frame between your legs made your chest tighten, heat flooding your body.

"don’t hide from me" he ordered when you tried to close your thighs. his grip tightened on your hips, pinning you open easily. "let me see all of you, little one."

then his mouth was on you, hot and relentless. his tongue flicked over your clit in quick, hungry strokes, making you cry out, your hands fisting in his hair. he devoured you like he hadn’t eaten in days, his growls vibrating against your core.

when you gasped his name, your voice breaking, he pulled back just long enough to smirk up at you, his lips shiny with your arousal.

"cum on my tongue, baby. show me how good this big man can make you feel."

with that, he sealed his mouth back over your clit, sucking hard while his fingers pressed deep inside again. your body arched, the mix of overwhelming size and his unyielding control too much to fight.

when your orgasm tore through you, it was with a cry that had his name on your lips, your thighs trembling around his head. he didn’t stop until you were gasping, overstimulated and shaking.

only then did he rise back up, looming over you again, his hand stroking your cheek gently.

"that’s just my fingers and tongue, little one" he murmured, pressing a kiss to your temple. "you’ve still got all of me to take."

talla’s weight pressed the mattress down as he settled between your thighs, his huge body towering over yours. he stroked himself lazily, the heavy length of his cock glistening with pre-cum, and the sight alone had your mouth dry.

your eyes widened at the sheer size of him, and he caught your stare instantly, smirking.

"what’s wrong, little one?" he teased, running the fat head up and down your slick folds, making you whimper. "finally realizing how big i am? thought you could handle me?"

you nodded frantically, hips rocking, desperate for more contact. his free hand came up to squeeze your jaw, tilting your head so you had no choice but to look him in the eye.

"say it."

"i can take it, talla" you whispered, your voice breaking with need. "please i want you."

his chest rumbled with approval. "good girl."

he lined himself up and pushed in slowly. even with how wet and open you already were, the stretch was overwhelming, burning, filling, your walls clinging desperately around him as he eased inch after inch inside.

"fuck" he groaned, his head tipping back. "so tight. you’re choking me, little one."

you gasped, nails digging into his broad shoulders as tears pricked your eyes from the intensity. "talla, it’s too big"

but the way your body trembled and clenched betrayed you, and he smirked down at you, leaning closer.

"too big?" he murmured against your ear. "then why’s your pussy sucking me in like it never wants to let go?"

he pushed the last thick inches inside, bottoming out with a deep grunt. your back arched, a sob spilling out as you felt all of him, stuffed and stretched to the limit.

talla’s gaze dropped to your stomach, his hand pressing down gently on your lower belly. his palm brushed over a distinct bulge that hadn’t been there before, the shape of him visible beneath your skin.

"there it is" he growled, eyes flashing with hunger. "look at that. my cock showing right here in your belly. so fucking small, little one, can barely take me."

your hand flew to cover his, pressing against the outline, and the sensation made you moan loudly.

"you feel that?" he asked, pumping his hips shallowly so you could see the bulge shift under your skin. "that’s me. deep inside you. you’re mine now."

the filth of his words, combined with the overwhelming fullness, had your body trembling. he pulled out almost all the way, leaving you achingly empty, before slamming back in with a force that rattled the headboard against the wall.

"fuck!" you cried, tears slipping down your temples.

"that’s it" he groaned, picking up a steady, punishing rhythm, each thrust forcing his cock deeper, the bulge pressing more firmly against your belly. "take it, little one. take all of me."

your legs locked around his waist as you clung to him, every nerve alight. the sounds of your slick cunt squelching around his size filled the room, along with your cries and his low grunts.

"gonna wreck this tiny body" he growled, leaning down to kiss your neck harshly. "mark you from the inside out. no one else’ll ever fit you again."

your orgasm crashed over you suddenly, your body convulsing beneath him, clenching down hard enough to make his thrusts stutter. the sensation tore a roar from his throat, his hips driving harder, chasing his own release.

with a final, deep thrust, his cock twitched violently inside you, warmth flooding your core as he groaned your name. his forehead pressed to yours, his breath ragged, his hand still resting over that bulge in your belly as if to remind you of just how much of him you’d taken.