Size kink is a kink or preference for a distinct difference in size, height, musculature or weight between two sexual partners.
It isn't too unusual for two people in a relationship to be of different sizes, be it height or weight or anything else of that nature; after all, it'd probably be more strange to see two people together with the exact same "specs," so to speak. What are the odds? Still, the difference isn't always pronounced.
Except, sometimes, when it is.
Some people find the difference cute or charming, while others are not such big fans. Whatever the case may be, there are benefits and drawbacks, all the same.
This meme is for playing out everything that comes with being in a relationship where one party is a different size than the other. All configurations are welcome!
How to Play- Comment with your character and your preferences. It will also probably be beneficial for you to include information about your character's size for those who aren't familiar with your canon (ie, saying "big" or "small" or "tall" or "short" in the subject line, then extrapolating in the comment). Remember, though, there may always be someone bigger or smaller!
- Comment to others.
- Use the RNG to determine prompts or just go with the flow.
Prompts- Cute: The difference between you and your partner is adorable and fluffy, complete with big spoon and little spoon cuddling, carrying, and head patting.
- Awkward: In some couplings, especially in heterosexual ones, there is an unfair expectation for one party to be taller than the other. When it's the reverse, you can sometimes get stares and cruel comments. But don't let that get you down.
- Inadequate: Because of your size, you feel embarrassed and afraid that the person you love might not love you.
- Don't Want to Hurt You: If the size difference is great, there can be a fear on the part of the bigger half of the couple that they might hurt the smaller half - especially in sex. How can you work around this problem?
- Weight: Your size difference is in weight, not height.
- Not What You Expect: In fiction and pop culture, the bigger partner is usually the dominant one. What if that's not the case in this pairing, though?
- HUGE Difference: It's not just a foot or so difference; it's YARDS. One of you is really big and the other is tiny. No matter what, the way you care for each other is giant.
- Aren't You Too Young?: The smaller partners can get confused for kids next to their bigger lovers, and that can be embarrassing. You want to prove to your partner that they need not worry about what other people say - you're sexy and very much not a kid (unless you are, I suppose).
- Benefits: Having a size difference in your relationship isn't all downsides. There are perks to having a partner who can pick you up, carry you, press you against the wall...basically, this is the hot size difference sex option.
- WILD CARD
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bakerstreet2013-10-26 03:50 pm
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Pasha had been trying her level best to try and stay under everybody's radar after making an utter fool of herself. She had felt ridiculous after it all and had went back to staunch professionalism to try and ignore that the whole thing happened. Thankfully hardly anyone knows about it otherwise Pasha might well never have come out from her quarters again.
So when she hears him calling her name she's forced to stop and swear quietly in Russian under her breath. Pasha sighs and resigns herself to whatever bitching out that she's come to deserve today and comes to the door, not stepping in yet.]
Yes? May I help you?
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I promise I won't bite. Come inside, and close the door.
[he wasn't about to yell at her, more like talk to her and perhaps, maybe a repeat, though with not quite as much sex pollen.]
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Was there something you wanted, Doctor? [She isn't taking a seat just yet. She's hoping it will be a brief telling off.]
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First, you might want to sit for this, Pasha. Second, an apology. I don't see you as a child, my dear. I didn't mean to imply anything of the sort the last time we spoke. And third, I want you.
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Then she narrows her eyes at him before ever so primly replying.]
If this is a for a joke or a bet I do not find it to be amusing what so ewer, Doctor.
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I don't joke about these things, Pasha. I could have tranquilized you during your episode, if I was not otherwise willing to assist.
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[But then again, here he was, offering her the opportunity on a plate to prove just how adult she was and always had been.]
Then, I accept your apology.
And proposition.
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He smiles, and nods, relaxing in his chair. Bones was a little worried she would say no. Well within her rights, considering that comment he made during the Romulan Crisis.]
Then I am at your service.
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She shifts on her chair, still feeling a little awkward about this whole thing.]
Is...that all or did you want something else? [She's probably missing some social clue here but she was in the middle of something before she got called into his office like a naughty schoolgirl into a teacher's office.]
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You should finish up your duties, my apologies. When you're free, come and see me.
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[Which sounds a whole lot more calm and collected than she actually is but she doesn't want to give the impression that she's easy. It isn't as if she's given him a particularly good impression with the whole plant incident. The moment the door to his office swooshes closed behind her she's sure her heart might actual beat out of her chest and Pasha beats a hasty retreat around a corner, even going as far as to glance behind her to check if he's there. Thankfully he's not and she can let out a breath she didn't even know she was holding and press a hand to her way too heated cheek.
But once she's managed to calm herself down just a little she sets about finishing what she was up to. It doesn't take long before she rounds back around to stop by her own quarters. It takes some deliberation but she opts to shower quickly, let her hair out of it's efficient ponytail and put on some slightly more appealing underwear than her day to day plain white cotton. It feels ridiculous to put her uniform back on but if she wears something different it'll raise questions as to why she went and got changed and, urgh, that's far too much explaining. The black lace undergarments were probably going to prompt enough questioning.
So the uniform was pulled back on and without much further ado she heads for the meeting place again, feeling rather self concious that her skirt was too short and that somebody might have been able to spot what she was wearing and ask where she was going wearing something like that. Pasha hesitates outside the door before ringing the chime and trying to quell her own nerves.]
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A quick shower, and a fresh uniform, just to keep down any questions from anyone who would see him, before returning to his office.
He only had a brief respite before the door chimed. McCoy tapped the command to open the door, and he set his hip on the edge of the desk to watch Pasha enter.]
I almost thought you weren't coming back.
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[Actually, no, she didn't. She had been pretty sure since the moment she had left that she was going to be coming back. But it wouldn't sound good to make herself sound too available. Pasha was relatively certain she had read that in some magazine that her mother had sent to her in the vain effort of making her a little more feminine.
She lingers in the door for a minute or so before stepping in. This feels a little bit awkward. For one, they're in an office and for another what's the social protocol here for initiating sexual contact? And despite herself, or perhaps because it was her, she can't help herself but start to laugh at the obvious oddness of this all.]
Sorry, sorry, I just...this isn't the sort of thing I usually do. It feels a little unusual.
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[he leans back, arms crossed. A dimpled smile creases his face as he looks over Pasha.]
I don't make this a habit, either. Though I did think it a little appropriate, considering what we did in this office the last time you visited it?
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[Despite her trying to remain as aloof as she can about it even she flushes with colour a little at the memory of it all. Especially of that desk. She walks toward him, trailing her fingers over said desk as she does so. Yeah, that hadn't exactly been easy to forget when she'd been daydreaming about it on/off every couple of days.]
I was starting to think you were angry with me about it. You can be somewhat intimidating when you scowl all the time.