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Essential Ellison
by Harlan Ellison

Page 179:
When AM had altered Benny, during the machine's utterly irrational, hysterical phase, it was not merely Benny's face the computer had made like a giant ape's. He was big in the privates; she loved that! She serviced us, as a matter of course, but she loved it from him.


Page 182:
He had been lucid, the machine had driven him mad. He had been gay, and the machine had given him an organ fit for a horse. AM had done a job on Benny.

 

 


Rosemary's Baby
by Ira Levin

Page 109-110
Rosemary slept a while and then Guy came in and began making love to her. He stroked her with both hands -- a long relishing stroke that began at her bound wrists, slid down over her arms, breasts and loins and became a voluptuous tickling between her legs. He repeated the exciting stroke again and again, his hands hot and sharp-nailed, and then, when she was ready-ready-more than ready, he slipped a hand under her buttocks, raised them, lodged his hardness against her, and pushed it powerfully in. Bigger he was than always, painfully, wonderfully big...Brutally, rhythmically, he drove his new hugeness....The hugeness kept driving in her, the leathery body banging itself against her again and again and again.

 

 


Dhalgren
by Samuel R Delaney

Page 112:
The light source had been yellow: that made brass hints in the nappy pubis. The scrotal skin was the color and texture of rotten avocado rind. Between the thighs, a cock, thick as a flashlight haft, hung dusty, black and wormy with veins.



 

 


Coldheart Canyon
by Clive Barker

Page 302
He unbuttoned his pants and let his dick spring out. Katya sat up instantly and took it in her hand, rubbing it.
"So big."
Maybe it was, maybe it wasn't. He liked the fact that she said it, and there was an appetite for it in her eyes, the likes of which he'd never seen on a woman's face before.



Page 481
In short, he was an abomination, the only perfect piece of anatomy he'd inherited was that monstrous member between his legs, which had lost some of its hardness now, and hung like a rubber club between his rough-haired legs.

 


Footfall
by Larry Niven
 

Page 329:
"There was much on those screens. One showed three of the fithp watching a viewscreen. On the screen they were watching, were scenes of a man and a woman--Comrades, the man had an enormous pecker, and she swallowed it, all of it."
"What is this?" Dmitri asked sharply.
"I have told you what I saw," Nikolai said. "On one viewscreen were three fithp who watched a viewscreen. On the viewscreen was that scene, and others like it."
"What else did the woman do?" Arvid asked.
"Nonsense," Dmitri hissed. "What did the fithp do when they saw this?"
"Comrade Colonel, they must have found it interesting, because they rewound the tape and watched it again."

 


Smoke and Mirrors
by Neil Gaiman
 

Page 283:
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She pulled down his Jockey shorts. Ran her forefinger along the side of his penis. "It's really big. Natalie said it would be."
"Yeah?"
"I'm not the first person to tell you that it's big."
"No."

 


Lords and Ladies
by Terry Pratchett
 

p. 221-22
"There," she said, pushing aside a bracken frond, "the Long Man."
Casanunda peered under her elbow.
"Is that all? It's just an old burial mound."
"Three old burial mounds," said Nanny.
Casanunda took in the overgrown landscape.
"Yes, I see them," he said. "Two round ones and a long one. Well?"
"The first time I saw 'em from the air," said Nanny. "I nearly fell off the bloody broomstick for laughin'."
There was one of those pauses known as the delayed drop while the dwarf worked out the topography of the situation.
Then:
"Blimey," said Casanunda. " I though the people who built burial mounds and earthworks and things were serious druids and people like that, not...not people who drew on privy walls with 200,000 tons of earth...there's such a thing as style.

There's such a thing as subtlety. You don't just shout: I've got a great big tonker."



p. 223
The sulfurous glow revealed a flat rock with a crude drawing scratched on it. Ochre had been rubbed into the lines. They showed a figure of an owl-eyed man wearing an animal skin and horns.
There was a runic inscription underneath
"Anyone ever worked out what that says?" said Casanunda
Nanny Ogg nodded.
"It's a variant of Oggham," she said. "Basically, it means 'I've Got a Great Big Tonker.'"

 

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