I want girly big.
I want big bubbly huggable big.
I wanna take big to romantic comedy movies and hug her as she’s crying over the sappy stuff.
I want big in long frilly pretty dresses.
I want to eat ice cream and cookies with big.
I want to spoon big, even if she big.
I want big in an fluffy apron and pink slippers happily cooking breakfast and giving big kisses when I go to work.
I want big to go to Disneyworld with me and hold onto me on the ‘scary rides’.
I want to pet Big.
I want to kiss Big.
I want to smack Big on the butt in public and have Big yelp, laugh and playfully chide me but not really upset because she likes me being rough and manly like that.
I want to take Big dancing and lead every time because I took those dance lessons in college and I’m gonna use them.
I want to do lewd things to Big involving collars and ropes and candlewax and then cuddle Big after.
I want to marry Big and have Big babies.
I want to be the sort of man Big trusts and respects.
I want to be better for Big.
I want to share the good and bad times with Big.
I want to wake up every day to Big as the best thing that every happened to me.
I want to tell Big I love her and to see her smile warmly and say ‘I love you too anon.’
I thirst for Big.