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>>17697382
Why is she so big?
If he stood up he would only go up to her tits.

Speaking of which, what's your favorite size ratio /mgt/? Do you prefer to be the same height as your waifu? Taller? Shorter?
Personally, my head only going up to her shoulders feels like the perfect size difference to me, though I wouldn't mind variance in either direction.

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>It's only two hours until your lunch break and then five more hours until the end of the day when you can go home back to her
>You've been shaking for a while now, the patches stopped working and every fight minutes you get a twitch
>The drawer beneath your desk hangs loosely open, the gold shine from the bit of fur that she gifted you for your birthday inside waiting for you to rub it
>She hated the sight of it. Kept commenting on how cute she found it when you stumbled home hyperventilating from your need to rub her fluffy tail
>It's not the same though, when you're rubbing the fur you're still dreaming of that legendary fluff. You close your eyes and for a second you can just imagine it between your fingers, that creamy texture, those hairs.
>"You alright Mr. Anon?" the thousand legs of the oomukade receptionist cause a terrible sound as she passes you by. She's been trying to flirt with you for a while now.
>"Fuck off no fur. Scales a shit and carapace a stinky shit!" You growl while forcing open the drawer for that bit of fur, completely forgetting the oomukade in the process.
>"Y-You too." Tear are barely choked back as she skitters off into some forgotten corner to drown her sadness in a cup of joe and an onee-san doujin she's been saving for a bad day.
>"S-SO GOOD." Your eyes roll back into your as you rub the bit of fur all over your face. An idiotic moan escapes your throat with no regards to the office workers staring at you with a mix of pity and disgust in their gazes.

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