Everyone knows a girl who is a size queen. There is at least one in every social circle. I’ve had the privilege of meeting girls before they became size queens, giving me a raw look into their development.
At first, the size queen doesn’t realize she likes size. This is probably because she has been with men who are average. She has been satisfied in the bedroom and may even please herself with an extra big black dildo, but size is still not high up on what she wants from a man. Then she meets a guy who is big, whether it be girth or length, and she realizes that the extra size has its benefits. She likes the idea of working with something large – having “something big in my hands” – moreso than the extra sexual pleasure it may or may not bring. It’s mostly mental. It’s an emotional attachment similar to how people obsess over consumer products. For instance you may be a person who swears by a morning cup of coffee from Starbucks. It’s not necessarily the best coffee, but you have developed an unreasonable attachment to it for reasons which are ultimately minor, like convenience or consistency.
Once the size queen gets a taste of this large size, she hypes it up and discusses it with her friends. In a sort of groupthink, these girls come to the conclusion that bigger is better. Then the stereotyping begins. She looks at her big stud and tries to classify him to help her identify what other guys are big. Maybe he has big hands, a strong bone structure, or he comes from a specific background. If her stud was Ukrainian, she will start to think of Ukrainian guys a little bit differently. Her next hook-up may very well be a Ukrainian to see if her crude stereotype holds. It usually will not because her small sample size of one is not predictive.
The next step is inevitable. I have seen it several times with my own eyes. She will date a black guy for the first time. The stereotype that black guys are big is extremely powerful in this culture. I knew a girl in college who was obsessed with size. First she started dating tall guys and guys with odd features. Then she devised theories on how to tell size without touching. Many years after college word came back that she exclusively dates African men. Very large African man. She is just one example of many. It is after the black man that she knows once and for all if her obsession is real or fleeting. Most girls realize that their adventure with size was only short-term, something fun and exciting like riding one of those roller coasters that blasts you from 0 to 60 in 3 seconds. They revert and place things like cars and money back on their list of most desired qualities. But how about the other girls, the 20% that realize they need it big? Well, they need big for life.
P.S. I’m huge.