Mini story commission for  lordsoth of an anonymous male and female, human and furry story. Just uh... why is she all big?

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You were just your average everyday guy. You had just taken a weeklong trip to Vegas for a little vacation from your job. You had one hell of a first day and got drunk out of your mind and were only just waking up with one hell of a hangover. Little did you know that there were a LOT of details you blacked out on from the previous night.

“Uuuuugh my head,” you groaned as you slowly started coming to. The bed you slept on however… didn’t feel quite like a bed. It felt… softer and it felt like you were in a forest filled with silver trees. Your vision was still clearing up.

“Mmmmmm good morning hun,” a feminine voice boomed like an explosion around you. Soon enough the ground beneath you began to tremble, the air began to quake, and you were rattled to the core. You had no idea what was happening and your senses were still shot from all the alcohol the night prior.

“Wh-Wh-Whoa!” you stammered, laying back down before you began to slide down. Your, “bed,” seemed to have started moving upwards and you were sliding down more and more as you began to make out the sound of rushing blood beneath you.

“Awwwww, you still aren’t used to sleeping on me?” the voice said with a soft giggle, “I should’ve kept you in my cleavage instead of on my stomach when you passed out.” Your suspicions were confirmed. You had fallen asleep on top of the owner of this voice and you could already tell she was BIG.

“Wh-When did I pass you?!” you panicked before you tumbled down onto what you would assume was her thigh.

“Right after we got married silly!” she giggled before the faint outline of her hand came into view for you, “We finished the ceremony and everything before you passed out right next to my foot!” She pinched you right off of her thigh and brought you to her face. She was a silver wolf woman, her eyes sparkling a sapphire blue in front of you. Your heart was pounding in your chest as more dots connected in your head. You met her just after finishing a round of blackjack and grabbing your second drink of the night.

Something wasn’t lining up though. She wasn’t so… big according to your recollection of the night prior! You felt lost as you kept your eyes fixated on hers as she continued to give you a warm smile as you tried to recollect your memories.

“W-We got married last night?” you asked, the ending pieces of your night still eluding you. She merely winked at you, the force of her eyelid shutting causing powerful gales to surround your body.

“D’awwwwww you really are forgetting our special moment,” she cooed as she brought you even closer to her face, “Still remember our kiss after I got you out of the bar?” You shook your head, rubbed your eyes, and tried to stand up, but your knees would buckle every time you tried and sent you tumbling back down. You were still waking up after all.

“Best lay down dear,” her voice boomed with concern, “I was a bit rough picking you up like I did. Sorry about that.”

“D-Did you pick me up a bit too tightly or something?” you asked as you collapsed back into her palm.

“Mhm,” she continued, trying to make you feel better, “I sometimes don't know my own strength. I owe that bar a biiiiiig fine after tearing off the roof to get you out of there. I really need to watch my own strength sometimes.” More dots began to connect in your brain. You did recall the sound of tearing cement and wood at some point the night prior.

“When… did that happen?” you asked cautiously, your heart beginning to pound in your chest harder and harder.

“Oh that was right before our wedding!” she smiled before inching you closer to her lips, “Did a piece of wood bonkers your head sugar?” What was next you couldn't prepare for. She gave you a HUGE kiss that enveloped your entire body and more, your head being lost in a daze as you recovered from such a powerful kiss. You did feel like the love from the wedding was genuine now.

“Y-You tore me out of the bar?” you continued, a hint of infatuation being mixed into your voice at long last. Her ears would perk up at the sound of it. She was getting more excited.

“Mhm I didn't want you to get too drunk before the ceremony!” she squeaked, her heart racing and tail wagging, “You may have barely been intoxicated too much though! You were barely standing at the altar!” At this point you started laughing. You couldn't believe that was something you ACTUALLY did, but at the same time you could if you got THAT wasted.

“Sounds like my kind of luck!” you laughed hysterically, “I could barely count to 3 pints before I lost count of how many I had!” She began laughing alongside you, the air booming like bombs were going off all around you, and yet she couldn't stop.

“You should see me when I feel like getting tipsy!” she boomed, her eyes continuing to sparkle, “Need at least a dozen kegs before a buzz comes in!” You already could tell she wasn't lying.

“Then we're gonna have to test that later!” you laughed, now not caring about how the games stirred by her voice rattled your very core. She was your wife after all.

“After you get over that hangover,” she said as she calmed down, beginning to tease you now, “Don't think I didn't notice that you're still dealing with that headache.” Your face instantly turned red, knowing that she figured you out.

“H-Heh, am I really that easy to read?” you blushed, your whole body feeling like jelly as the headache began to kick in again.

“More than just easy,” she smirked before pulling you into a hug, “But that’s what I love about you.” You let yourself melt away in her embrace. You may not remember how the two of you met properly, but you two were definitely in love. You didn’t wanna leave her, you didn’t wanna go back home, you just wanted to let her take away your troubles. Forever.

“L-Love you hon,” you muttered under your breath, feeling her body boom and causing the earth beneath her to rumble. She was beginning to stand up, probably going to take a walk with her new, very, very small husband. After all, you didn’t know what the surroundings around her were.

“Love you more,” she smiled back, slowly beginning to walk around, trying to keep you nice and safe, “Better show you around our new home.”

“S-Sounds like a plan,” you mumbled as you finally accepted your new life with your giant, seemingly hundreds of feet tall wife. She was more than a man seemingly as unlucky as you could ask for and then some. Hopefully she doesn’t lose you in her fur later when she takes a shower, or rolls over on top of you late at night…