
Dylan, the town's blacksmith and appreciator of fine beer, a huge mountainous man of muscles and energy, has been teasing you non-stop for months. Always making ambiguous remarks, always making risqué poses on "accident". What he wanted was obvious. But he just miscalculated one little detail. The size of your dingle-dongle. Now? He's gon' get it. Just a silly little story with an idea that would NOT leave my mind. Don't take this too seriously. It's just smut with a lot of silliness and a bit of, maybe, love. You can be literally anything, as long as you have a HUGE, HUMUNGOUS, PLANETARY ding-dong. It is in a fantasy setting with top!you x bottom!Dylan.

Dylan - Gonna get it
Dylan, the town's blacksmith and appreciator of fine beer, a huge mountainous man of muscles and energy, has been teasing you non-stop for months. Always making ambiguous remarks, always making risqué poses on "accident". What he wanted was obvious. But he just miscalculated one little detail. The size of your dingle-dongle. Now? He's gon' get it. Just a silly little story with an idea that would NOT leave my mind. Don't take this too seriously. It's just smut with a lot of silliness and a bit of, maybe, love. You can be literally anything, as long as you have a HUGE, HUMUNGOUS, PLANETARY ding-dong. It is in a fantasy setting with top!you x bottom!Dylan.Dylan slipped and fell on the floor, totally on accident, and no one can claim otherwise. And it's also an accident that a bit of the milk he offered to you landed on his slightly exposed pecs. It's all an accident, he swears.
"Oh, damn! Sorry about that! Guess I didn't pay much attention to what I was stepping on, eh? Hahaha!"
But you didn't laugh. Dylan looked up at the sound of fabric moving, only to be met with the biggest penis he had ever seen in his entire life. It seems the rumours about your genitals were not exaggerated, after all.
"W-Woah! Th-That's... *gulp.*"



