𝒞𝓎𝒷ℴ𝓇ℊ ℐ𝓈 𝒜 ℬ𝒾ℊ 𝒢𝓊𝓎.—Like really big.
You were a thick girl, always were. Not to mention you were also tall. Never in your life did you think, you’d find a man who can handle you. That was until Victor/Cyborg, came around. When you’d see him in the papers, or on TV you never thought he was as big as he was.
You met him in your favorite pizza place. An easy spot for dinner after working a long day at the office. He came up beside you, ordering his meal. You couldn't help but gaze, he was standing tall at 6’7, biceps larger than your head, his whole body enormous.
“Yes?” He turned his head toward you flashing his charming smile.
“You were staring, just wondering how I can help you?” He was so charismatic, and he knew it. He knew he made your whole body heat up, so he was going to take advantage of that.
You blurted a sorry and walked off, but that definitely wasn't the last time you were seeing him. Nope, he came to that same pizza place every day until you would let him take you back to his place.
Once he got you, he was going to make sure you were his.
Robotic, big metal arm locked around your neck, in a full headlock. His eight inches stuffed you full, as he thrashed into you. The fat of your ass slamming against his metal, destined to be sore by morning. You already came five times, he was milking you dry.
He kept you in place with his large frame, his plate chest and pubic pressed against you as he submerged himself all the way to your cervix.
Your sloppy walls clasped every inch of him, squeezing every drop of his cream out of him.
Almost every night was like that after you got serious with him.
He worshipped and took all of you as you took all of your big man.
A/n: Let me have funnn! Do I know how a half-robot would fuck you? NO! But let's use our imaginations!
