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Jessica let out a quiet hum of satisfaction from her perch atop Tyler's chest. The arctic vixen's snow-white tail swished happily back and forth behind her as she let herself be content to bask in the purple dragon's presence. She cherished the soothing warmth radiating from his body, the rise and fall of his chest underneath her slowly lifting and lowering her over and over, and the affectionate stroking along her back the purple dragon was providing.

"You're so big, Tyler..." Jessica sighed happily as much to herself as to her long-time crush.

The words sent a shiver of delight through Tyler; the dragon shifting a bit under Jessica to try and disguise his momentary squirming. Being called big was something that was almost unheard of for the purple dragon. He had lived his entire life from the moment puberty started being the little runt of a dragon that almost universally was forced to look up at even the smaller species like mice. So to not just hear such praise but have it come from the pink-haired fox woman he had been crushing on since high school was like a dream come true. Then again he would most likely be hearing it a lot more now that he was closer to fifty feet tall than five feet.

The stroking down Jessica's back had up to this point been offered by a single one of the giant dragon's fingers; the digit alone nearly as thick around as Jessica's body. The rise and fall of his chest hadn't been so much a gentle rise of an inch or so but rather lifted Jessica multiple feet higher into the air each time he inhaled. The warmth that radiated from him was being radiated in such abundance from his massive size that the old airplane hangar that he was currently using as a temporary home was warm enough to be comfortable with minimal clothing despite being well into jacket temperatures outside. It was a good thing too considering that Tyler didn't actually have any clothing that fit him at his new size. If he tried to visit a big and tall store now the clerk would probably pass out at the sight of him.

"What ya thinking about?" Jessica asked in that soothing voice of hers Tyler liked so much, even if it was notably quieter and higher pitched to his larger ears now.

The over-sized dragon blinked in confusion for a moment as the sound of her voice made him realize his mind had been wandering. When he looked back down he realized that, wrapped up in his own thoughts, he had stopped stroking her back. His cheeks deepened a slightly darker shade of purple as a blush bloomed across his face when he saw her smirking knowingly up at him.

"I uh... sorry. I guess I just got distracted." Tyler mumbled under his breath in apology.

"I Know." Jessica replied with a playfully exacerbated tone to her voice. "Thats why I asked what you were thinking about. Are you already getting bored of your life-like, walking talking Jessica doll?"

Tyler's light warmth of a blush turned into a raging inferno of near-spontaneous combustion at her word choice. Immediately her words pulled forth mental images into the enlarged purple dragon's mind, unprompted, of him manhandling Jessica in increasingly less 'PG' ways with each successive thought. What made the mental imagery that much more potent was that, at least by Jessica's own admission, she would probably enjoy something like that.

The vixen was only five feet eight inches tall but made up for her smaller size with a feisty demeanor with seemingly no fear that left her no problem holding her own against anyone else through sheer force of personality if not physical capability. So the open admission of many of her unspoken feelings, not the least of which was that she had harbored a crush on him almost as long as he had one on her, had left him feeling a bit awkward. Especially when she admitted to some of her more 'mature' fantasies including him that had been seen as impossible until she suddenly found herself barely taller than his ankle. Such as being manhandled by someone she liked who was big enough to treat her as a toy. The fact that, the way she told it, pretty much the only person was always on that list was him only was flattering to the point it acted as a multiplier for his interest and attraction to her.

"You know you're adorable when you get flustered and your thoughts start racing." Jessica teased; tail swishing excitedly behind her at the effect she was having on the giant. "I can practically hear the gears in your head grinding together. It's just that much more precious now that you're so big. Big bad giant movie monster brought to heel by one girl's flirting and teasing."

Tyler huffed in flustered irritation at how easily Jessica could push his buttons. The sharp puff of hot air blew from Tyler's huge nostrils with enough force it whipped Jessica's hair back like she had momentarily been in a leaf blower's line of fire. Despite his current state the dragon didn't fail to notice the way Jessica shivered in response to the exhaled breath in a way that had nothing to do with the temperature. Seeing an opportunity for a bit of retaliation it was Tyler's turn to make a move.

Without warning Tyler raised his back off the ground slightly and craned his head forward until his chin was resting on his collarbone. When Jessica recovered from her instinctively panicked scramble for purchase in response to the ground unexpectedly inclining beneath her the vixen's eyes widened when she found herself face to face with the giant purple dragon.

Tyler simply stared at her for several long, silent seconds with eyes Jessica was keenly aware were the size of truck tires. Another exhale of breath from his nostrils, this time intentional and drawn out, whipped a fresh wave of slightly moist wind around Jessica and tugged at her clothes and pink hair. His lips parted slightly to give Jessica a front row view into the dark, moist cavern of the giant dragon's mouth. A mouth, the vixen was keenly aware, was big enough to fit her entire body inside.

"Thats MISTER big bad giant movie monster to you, toy..." Tyler corrected.

The dragon's voice was almost uncomfortably loud when his face was this close to her even though he was obviously doing his best to keep his voice down. Despite that the words still vibrated through the air that she felt a tiny resonant tingle in her joints while the 'ground' beneath her that was Tyler's chest rumbled in time with the words. Immediately Jessica's ears flattened to the top of her head and her tail tucked between her legs as a twinge of intimidation and fear washed through her. That simple casual act on Tyler's part had reminded her so sharply that she was effectively in the presences of the apex predator to end all apex predators that it almost gave her whiplash. Despite her obviously cowed and nervous demeanor the vixen's face was twisted into a slightly manic grin and, much to Tyler's sudden embarassment, her legs were squeezing together while she squirmed in place. Even if he hadn't noticed all of those signs the spike in the scent of her sharply-spiked arousal was easily readable by draconic olfactory senses.

It was taking every ounce of courage, every scrap of newly budding ego, and sliver of building self-confidence the dragon had to not immediately start apologizing to Jessica for trying to intimidate her even if he knew she actually liked it. It was the first time Tyler had ever directly turned his newly budding ego and self-confidence on her rather than acting like an embarrassed teenager wanting to ask a girl to the dance despite now being big enough to juggle trucks or crush houses by sitting on them. And Jessica LOVED it. She was a major size queen and, despite her aggressive personality, actually enjoyed having someone take charge over here if being picky about WHO she let do so. Tyler was always at or near the top of that list as well in her head. She may have been teasing him about the whole 'I'm a doll at your mercy' bit earlier but there was a lot more serious desire for him to do that with her than he probably realized.

"Yes, sir Mister big bad giant movie monster, sir." She eventually responded in a voice that started meek and slowly morphed into playful sarcasm. As soon as she got over that initial twinge of fight or flight instinct she had no conscious reason she should be scared of Tyler. He was more likely to roll over on her in his sleep and crush or suffocate her than he was of causing intentional harm to her. But even just him demonstrating the power he actually had regardless of if he intended to use it aggressively was enough to make her squirm even harder. Hearing herself actually referring to him as 'sir' in a subdued tone like she wasn't helping her keep calm with the unexpected twinge of arousal it sparked in her.

Just as quickly as Tyler adopted the more intimidating demeanor it vanished; his piercing stare returning to his usual slightly awkward, nervous smile.

"Good girl." The dragon praised even as his words cracked with the audible overtaxing of his own confidence.

That, too, sent a shiver up Jessica's spine and she was forced to bite her lower lip to keep an embarrassing noise from escaping her mouth. It was endearing on so many levels that this literal giant monster of a dragon was so sweet and awkward around her but it was also frustrating how hard it was to elicit such assertive or self-confident behavior from him. As she thought that to herself she suddenly had an idea that spread a wide, perverted smirk across her muzzle.

"Allow me to make amends, sir." Jessica said playfully as she rose to her feet. It wasn't hard for her to notice the dragon tensing up slightly at being called sir again when his body was literally the ground she was standing on and his face was the size of a billboard. It seemed to her that she wasn't the only one that seemed to like hearing that. "You just lay back and relax, big guy. There's no need to unwrap your toy tonight..." the vixen cooed seductively to the dragon even as she walked her way backwards off his chest and down his abs. "Not when your toy can do it for you..."

Before Tyler had time to process her meaning and respond Jessica already was puling off her shirt and carelessly tossing it off his side; leaving her in nothing from the waist up besides a bright red push-up bra that did an excellent job accentuating the modest endowments she had. If Tyler had wanted to speak at that moment his brain must have been too fried to form words at seeing her so casually undressing for him as all she heard from him were a few wordless noises of panic, excitement, and concern. Whatever he was concerned about became less pressing in his mind when she unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans and made a production of swaying her hips back and forth to shimmy out of them.

"In fact, big guy. Why don't I help you unwind like a good, helpful little plaything..." Jessica said with poorly-disguised desire in her voice. "It is getting late, after all. It only makes sense for us to get... more... uh... comfortable..."

Her words trailed off when she finally turned to face away from Tyler's head and to his lower body instead. In hindsight she didn't know what else she expected but the sight of the dragon's massive ebony cock towering over her like a small tree took Jessica's breath away and made her mouth hang open in disbelief. It wasn't like she hadn't seen his dick by this point. They didn't exactly make clothes for someone his size. But seeing it just there and seeing it not just hard but hard specifically because of HER were two entirely different things. It also helped put it into perspective how incredibly hung Tyler actually was; something that she had been assured was the same proportion to him now that it had been when he was still five feet tall.

If he hadn't been the size of a small building the thing would have been a two-hander for her even at his original size. Now? She had no confidence at all that she could even circle it's girth with both her ARMS. It loomed above her by at least a couple of feet even when she was standing on her tiptoes. For someone like her who was both a size queen and someone who had fantasized about guys, including Tyler, being actual giants like this being literally smaller than someone's dick was like a religious experience for her. She nearly came on the spot when she realized that. Then the scent hit her.

It wasn't sharp or pungent like body odor but rather just Tyler's natural, clean scent magnified a dozen times over that it was almost like a fog in the air now that she was so close to it's source. Without consciously making the decision Jessica found her body moving of its own accord until she all-but threw herself against the spire of male flesh towering above her. Her arms stretched as far as they could go around its girth and her whole body ground itself against him like she were in heat. She even leaned down to lick across one of the visible, thick veins pulsating up its length with every beat of the dragon's car-sized heart.

The moment she made contact it took every ounce of self control Tyler had not to buck his hips or flex his cock in response. The claws on his hands actually dug gouges into the concrete floor while trying to grasp onto something just so he could squeeze it to help control himself. Even if he had successfully avoided sending her flying through the air with an upward thrust of his hips there was no way Jessica couldn't tell how turned on the dragon was right now. His breath was coming in strained pants through clenched teeth and his dick was almost painfully hard under her touch. Seemingly perfectly content with her position basking in his massive cock's heat and scent Jessica didn't even bother looking back at him when she spoke again; as if she were speaking more to the dick she clung to than it's owner.

"Gods, you really ARE a big boy, aren't you? I can't wait to become your own personal dragon-rider..."