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Haha ok so I think him let out a little "eeep!" or it may be a "yikes!" Or even a "jfnthtudodngj" when I stick my chest out and haha I can't blame him holy shit I'm like huge

"It's ok sweetie," I say, "I understand..."

omg that look on his face is tooooo much haha and I can tell he's soooo hard now for me, trying to hide it under that tablet. Early afternoon sun has a dappled beam of light across his face; he's kinda squinting against it but it lights up his hair so cutely. I want to run my hands thru it and kiss him god artists are suddenly so sexy to me! I love being his model I love his eyes on me.

"So cutie, I want to see what you've drawn so far..." I say, " you better not have drawn me fat!!!"
 
"Uh, hold on one sec! I'm not done yet!" I say, quickly sketching in a face for Kat's body. I don't want her to think I was just focused on her body... that would set me back a ton... m-maybe even set off another fit of anger.

Shit shit shit... I hope she doesn't come sit beside me.... she'll notice my erection for sure... m-maybe if I just f-flip my tablet around really fast, she won't see it?

After finishing the sketch, I quickly flip my tablet around, making sure that she can't see my hard-on from her view. "Uh, w-well, here it is..."

She reaches out and grabs the tablet, inspecting my drawing of her.

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While she's looking at the picture, I try to f-fold my leg over my other one in a half-hearted attempt to hide my massive erection... but it doesn't hide it much at all.

Jesus, what's wrong with me? It's like... my entire body has felt w-weaker recently, but not my dick! It looks huge compared to the rest of my body... Coupled with my increased libido, and this unstable, incredibly hot girl... it's a recipe for disaster...
 
I take the tablet from him as he's trying (so adorable!) to hide his boner from me and-

"AHAHAHAHAAA!!!" I explode, actually SNORTING in laughter, "OmiGOD Charlie!!! Look at my boobs!!!"

Suddenly he cringes, totally embarrassed, but I can't help it, I keep laughing. Holding the tablet in both hands, I can barely talk...so funny!!!

"It's <haha!> ...it's...really good!!" I manage, looking at how he's drawn me. My legs, my hips, my haha tiny little waist! It IS really good it's just...wow!!!

"Awwww..! Don't be embarrassed!" I giggle, knowing I have to be nice, "You should be proud that you can draw like this! You're soooooo good!!!"

He's mortified - like he's been caught drawing boobie-pictures by his mom haha - but I also realize how turned on he is. I realize how drawing pictures like this is a secret arousal for him, like his own private porn. It makes me tingly and makes me think about the spell...maybe this can tell me something...

"Is this the way you see me, Charlie?" I ask with a brilliant smile, turning the tablet to himm, showing him the picture...
 
I can't even look at her. God, I feel so ashamed... She's laughing at it. She's... laughing at me, for what I do in my spare time...

...Maybe I should have drawn it badly on purpose? Now she knows I must have practice drawing sexy girls and b-boobs.... oh god... Well, too late for that now...

"Um.... th-thanks Kat..." I say, shuddering in embarrassment. Oh god, this is so humiliating, but I'm also so turned on from this. And her compliments are somehow turning me on even more...

She's looking at the tablet screen right now, but can she see how erect I am? I r-really can't let her have that opportunity... but at this point it seems like a losing battle. My dick is slowly sabotaging my plans to remain focused on... what was it again? ...b-breaking up with her... right...

It's so hard to think clearly.... Her perfume is blanketing the air, and the light flitting through her hair makes it look so full and exuberant. It's really hard to focus with her right in front of me, chest presented proudly for me to ogle...
She's beaming, she's absolutely ecstatic, as she asks me if this is how I see her.

"W-well... uh... y'know... you DO have a... a striking figure, Kat... you're um..."

I can't stop stammering. She's got me so worked up! Somewhere between complete humiliation and utter arousal, I sit there almost naked, barely able to choke out an answer.

"just... d-drew what I saw..."

WHAT?! NO NO NO. Charles, get a hold of yourself! Don't say that to this girl! She's definitely going to take this the wrong way...

But my tongue is going faster than my mind.

"...you're soooo beautiful..."

Fuck. My dick is winning this battle.
 
"Oh CHARLIE!!" I squeal, dropping the tablet between us and just throwing myself into him for a big big big boobie hug!!! "You think i'm BEAUTIFUL?!?"

I hear him grunt or yelp or squeak or something as I hug his head to my neck it's sorta awkward haha an the tablet is squashed in the middle. i sit back and bounce on the mattress so delighted and excited by his comments even tho its probably my pheromones doing the talking for him i dunno if he would say these sorta things himself. but every girl likes to be told she's beautifull!!!!

i sit back from him a little and look deep into his eyes which haha look like theyre still recovering from almost being squeezed to death. i can feel my own eyes glimmering and flashing and brightening and my mouth is sorta half open haha i want something so bad right now but let's do this...

I scoot up onto the bed and bump him over with my big ol butt so i can sit up next to him, on his left side. i grab the tablet and hand it to him.

"I llllove how you drew me, sweetie," I purr, pressing my chest into his left arm, "But can you color me in?"
 
Uh oh.

I yelp, because instantly she's on top of me. She's... she's hugging me. The tablet is squashed between us, my dick now hovering between my abdomen and her thighs... nearly touching them but not.

I can't move. Everything I can feel, every sensation, is pure Kat. I'm breathing in her perfume directly from her skin. I can feel her huge breasts bulging just below my chin, squashing nicely into me. Her arms around my neck, pulling me towards her. It feels euphoric. Oh g-goddddd.... Everything else seems to fade away... the distant dog barking outside fading into oblivion... my room blocked out of my vision... nothing except... this. Everything is her right now. I feel cocooned in comfort.

No.... I h-have to b-break up with her... my inner voice tells me, but it's drowned out by a second, louder voice. Give in, touch her. Let her be your girlfriend forevvverrrr....

As she finally releases me, my head is swimming. I'm completely dazed, and my arousal is through the roof as my dick throbs in my shorts. Any hope of having a mature conversation about last night is now dashed. I look into her eyes, which seem to produce their own light. Those, deep, emerald eyes almost look hypnotic... I look away, afraid of getting sucked in.

Then, she slides across the sheets to sit up next to me. She grabs the tablet and hands it back to me, wanting me to color in the sketch I made of her.

"Ummm..... s-sure, Kat..." I'm way too horny to put up any kind of resistance or even think clearly right now. And I'm almost certain she's noticed my erection by this point, so I make no point of hiding it anymore.

I start to color in the drawing of her...

As I do, she- Ah! -presses into my left side with her bigger body. I can feel her heavy chest on my arm... those big boobs that I was sketching for so long, now touching me... so round, soft, and bouncy all converging onto my arm. With every stroke of my tablet pen, I'm only getting more and more turned on. As I color in her boobs on the screen, I swear, it almost feels like she's rubbing her body slightly against me...

This tall, tall girl squishing her breasts into my shoulder..... her seemingly undying devotion to me... m-maybe I can prolong this breakup, j-just for a little while?

"W-well, th-there you go, Kat...." I say, adding some finishing touches for the shading. "W-what do you think?"

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As he's coloring, as he's working, I'm perched next to him. He's sorta hunched over his tablet and I'm sorta behind him, my right handd on his back, slowly rubbing it. Over his shoulder I'm watching every move he makes with his stylus, choosing colors, changing colors, filling things inn.

"Ohhhh, sweetie, that's good...!" I'm constantly saying from right behind his ear, constantly encouraging as I watch, "that's great!!"

He really is good! He works so fast, too!!

"Maybe another color for the lipstick..." i say at some point, "...and how 'bout that for the dress..?"

He takes my suggestions - how adorable, he likes to please! - and yes wow, he's quick at this! He's almost done! "Artists are so sexyyyy..." I say, encouraging him some more as he's finishing but then feeling how he tenses at that. I press in closer, whispering it again in his ear - "Artists are so sexy..."

"Omigod it's PERFECT!!" I squeal, as he finally pulls his pen away, askiing me what I think. "You are sooooo good at this so good!" I laud, "Look at my legs and hips am I really that big haha!?! And now haha my boobs look even bigger in color!" I can feel the flush all over him, coming from him hotly. He's embarrassed by all this but haha I can also feel that boner so hard it's ready to crack in two.

"You must have soooo much practice doing this, hm?" I ask, from behind him, as we both regard the picture, "Drawing girls?"
 
I know my face is getting red - I've been feeling hot ever since she plastered herself next to me, whispering into my ear as I drew - but when she whispers "Artists are so sexy" it strikes a nerve and reeeeealllly makes it hard to focus.

All these compliments she's giving... they're slowly disarming me. This is not what I had in mind last night... I'm supposed to be putting up some kind of wall when I'm around her, right? But it's like whenever I put up one brick, she delicately removes five. The wall slowly dismantling, one brick at a time...

My cock is extremely engorged by this point. It's pointing straight up, taking up so much blood that I'm starting to feel a bit lightheaded. And it's not helping that her perfume is filling the air... her scent is making me go crazy... hard to think...

And then she does it. She asks the ultimate question.

miu_meowww said:
"You must have soooo much practice doing this, hm? Drawing girls?"
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"Uhhh..."

Shit. What do I do? If I tell her the truth, she's going to pry. I know her. She'll be going through everything. She'll be looking through every folder, my entire tablet history, for files and drawings and sketches... and she'd be scrutinizing every inch of my room to find my sketchbooks filled to the brim with them. Glad I hid them in a place she probably won't think to look...

...but still, I can't give her the idea that there's more... then she'll have a reason to look....

"P-practice?? N-no..... I just um.... h-have an understanding of the arts... y'know, figures and stuff like that, haha..."

...maybe she'll buy that?
 
"No real practice, huh?" I say, sounding surprised as I smile knowingly behind him, still rubbing his back and now lazily petting his left arm, "well, you are sooooo good, honey. So talented..."

don't believe a word the fucker says he's got gigabytes of porn he's drawn hidden somewher

"i'm soooo impressed that this comes naturally to u, sweetie, drawing girls like this," i continue, sounding earnest, tuning myself in to evry little nerve ending of his, every little spark, wave, and flame of arousal growing and brewing and cracklingg in him, "that you really didn't have to practice."

Next to him, pressing in behind him on the bed, I make myself feel as soft and bosomy as possible, my warmth oozing through my sweater dress onto him, into his back and shoulder and upper left arm. "But I hear 'practice makes perfect', right?" I ask, my left hand drifting down his arm and coming to lay over his, where it grips the side of the tablet. He's trembling. "So...does that mean I'm not perfect? In this picture I mean. If u haven't practiced enough? " I say, my voice dropping softly with portent, running one finger lazily over the color image on his screen. "I want to be perfect, Charlie..." I purrrr, "make me perfect..."

omg if this works...

I take his drawing hand in mine and with my guidance, with his stylus he saves and closes out this picture. I have him open up a new screen, a blank white canvas on his tablet. "Let me help you practice, Charlie," I say, releasing his drawing hand and moving my hand between his legs, into his shorts, "Show me what perfect is..."
 
She... bought it? She bought it! Whew... that's a relief...

"Th-thanks, K-kat..." I say, trying to sound as inconspicuous as possible. Oh man. I am digging myself into a hole here. Now I'm going to have to keep this lie going... make sure I don't slip up... I mean she hasn't seen any of my drawings so far, but with Kat you never know. She might go snooping...

Suddenly, she presses into me. Oh my god... her warmth and soft comfort is back, spreading across my arm and upper back.... I think I let out a whimper, but at this point I wouldn't know... I'm too lost in the feeling of Kat pressed up against me.
Oh g-god... it f-feels like my dream last night...

Oh man.... I'm gripping the tablet so hard I think my knuckles are turning white. She's making me tremble... and what is she saying? Practice makes perfect? I can't even answer her with her hands all over me like this... She wants to be perfect??

And I'm shaking as she grabs my hand lightly and guides it to the file menu, closing this file and opening a new canvas.

"Y-you w-want me t-to d-draw m-mmy f-fantasy w-woman??" I ask.

Alarm bells are going off in my head telling me to stop, to find a way out of this. They're getting quieter though... and I start to realize the gravity of the situation. Right! If I don't stop now, this is never going to end. I'm putting my foot down here. After last night, we can't keep going on like this. I must break things off. Just as I muster up the courage to put up some kind of defense...

"Kat, I-"

...she puts her hand down my shorts.

"...." My breath catches. Instantly, as her hand moves into my shorts, any shred of inhibitions are wiped away. I sigh as her touch electrifies my entire body. My dick hardens further, if that was even possible, at the touch of this... glorified succubus.

"I.... I..." my voice fades as my eyes glaze over. I'm lost in pleasure. Her perfume all of a sudden smells super potent, like it's surrounding my very soul.... f-feels kinda like... last night...

...

My brain is muddled in hormones at this point, telling me to give in to this...
...I'll draw Kat... draw her as my dream girl... m-my fantasy woman....

Without another word, I put my pen to the screen and start drawing.
 
"That's right, sugar," I purrr, rright into his ear, as his stylus takes to the tablet with smooth, practiced strokes, just like he's told, "I lllllove the picture you did of me. Soooo good. So realistic. But I want to see...more. I want to see what you fantasize about, Charlie..."

Even in his earliest lines, the first curves, I can see them. Breasts.

Huge breasts.

"Mmmmm ohhhh yesssss...." I urge, as my hand settles around his meaty shaft, erect inside his shorts, and slowly beginss to stroke, "show me, honey. Show me what you draw when nobody's looking..."

but I am looking, Charlie.

we all are.
 
Her soft coos in my ear are heightening my sexual desire.... I can't resist her charms...

I'm drawing a sexy woman. An outlandish woman. A woman whose body defies all logic. Wide wide hips, long flowing hair, and huge, GIGANTIC breasts.... Somehow, Kat's managed to tap into my deepest, most hidden desires. My... dream girl. My fantasy woman.

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And then I feel her hand grasp my cock...

It feels like time is stopped. I'm drawing, but I start to lose feeling in my body. My arms, legs, everything but my cock starts to feel like... less. I start to melt back into her warm embrace. I can't speak, I can only breathe. Breathing her in, feeling her, she's slowly stroking my shaft, sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout my entire being.

And so, I continue to draw. Line after line, sketching and drawing, no doubt proving that I have drawn this type of thing before.... thousands of times, in fact. But at this point, I'm too drunk on lust and arousal to think clearly. I can barely think at all. Everything I'm doing is based on pure sensation.

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Draw.... f-for her............ my fantasy woman.... m-make her perfecttt.....
 
Oh my god look at that. Look at the…haha...size of that woman he's drawing, i think, as i slowly work his cock, lazily stroking him in his soft cotton pj shorts, omigod she's all boob! but then - hahahaha! - holy shit look at those hips he's making! Oh my god oh my god oh my god Charlie!!!

"oh my God Charlie for real??" I chuckle, incredulous as i watch what he's making, "look at her…she's so...big..."

He doesn't say anything but I know what he's feeling. I can sense the shame vibrating through him, his body quivering next to mine. He can't believe he's doing this in front of me. Neither can i but i luv it

"is that what you fantasize about?" i purr, into his ear as he draws draws draws, "ladies bult like this? ladies this bigg?"

He whines something that sounds like a yes

If this is what he fantasizes about, I think, if this is his 'dream girl', what does that mean for me? What am I gonna look like a month from now? Six months from now? Oh my God…

Do I want to know ha ha? I think I need to know…

"Keep drawing, Charlie, draww your fantasy woman," I urge him, as my hand slowly works his thick cock in slow, firm strokes, "It's okay, sweetie, it's okay....don't be embarrassed...draw her as big as you want. Bigger. Bigger. Biggerrr..."

Draw, sweetie, draw...

Draw Charlie.

Draw, baby.

draw, you little shit, drawwwww....
 
Sketch sketch sketch.

It feels like I've been lobotomized... I can't focus on anything except how gooood this feels.......

I keep drawing this HUGE woman... this monumental figure of a large sexy woman....breasts b-bigger than her own head....

All the while, Kat's hand is still stroking my dick.... erasing any shred of resistance I may have had left, pumping all my thoughts away until all I can focus on is... her. This fantasy. Nothing else exists right now.

miu_meowww said:
"is that what you fantasize about? Ladies built like this? ladies this bigg?"
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I barely hear her, but I let out a groan in the affirmative... it's all I can do, whining pathetically as her big, warm body encompasses mine from behind...

As I'm drawing, I'm completely imagining Kat as this buxom woman, letting go of my fears as I allow myself to sink into Kat's warm embrace.

Part of me is alarmed that I'm letting this happen, but it's a faint whisper at this point... and it's being blocked out by Kat's whispers. F-feeling her breath in my ear, her lush softness pressed into my back, her hand's soft silky touch on my hard cock. I'm lost in a soft reverie...

B-bigger... b-bigger.... draw her as big as I want.......

Oh man... if only she knew that this is what I fantasize about, that this is how I spent my late teens... drawing my fantasies... obscenely huge women... women with breasts bigger than my head... s-sometimes bigger than my body... cooing down to me, cradling me in their arms, up against their breasts, like I was a b-

As I finish drawing, I move my stylus away so Kat can see. I'm breathing heavily, unable to talk due to my lust and humiliation.

Fuuuuck... th-that's my d-d-dream girl.......

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...

Oh, what I could do for him with that body.

"Is that what you want, baby?" I whisper in his ear, as he stares breathless at what he's drawn, as I slowly stroke his cock and smile at this faceless, female image. His fantasy woman. Gravidly enormous, gravidly full breasts. Wide child-bearing hips. A lap made for comfort. A picture of fertility.

A mother figure.

"Is that what you want?" I repeat, "Is that what Charlie needs?"

Then that's what I'll become.

...

"Draw her again," I tell him, eager to see more...
 
I can't answer her... lost in this fantasy, it's too shameful...

...so I do as I'm told. I'm drawing her again, this time in profile. And I'm giving her enormous breasts, b-bigger than her own head. Thighs thicker than her waist... A huge ass, long legs, big calves... I'm making her s-so big, so sexy...

I keep drawing, adding more and more outlandish features. With every stroke of my stylus, I shamefully realize, I'm creating the ultimate body for sex, the ultimate woman to breed with... every curve is just screaming sexuality...

It's dangerous, what I'm doing. Letting Kat know these f-fantasies that I have... but I'm way too far gone at this point to care... and her hand on my cock is keeping me horny, k-keeping me docile... keeping me in this dream...

Lost in this warm luxury, I look over my drawing. God, she totally exudes sex.

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Her hip-to-waist ratio is incredible... g-god, I wish she was real. I want to b-be under her, I want her to f-fuck me...
 
...

Oh, what I could do with him with that body.

"Is that what you want, Charlie?" I whisper once more in his ear, as he stares incredulous himself, gaping at what he's drawn, as I continue to firmly stroke his cock and smile at this faceless, wanton image. His fantasy woman. The embodiment of attraction, built to please the male eye and bring pleasure.

A sex goddess.

"Is that what you want?" I repeat, "Is that what Charlie needs?"

Then that's what I'll become.

...

"Draw yourself with her," I tell him, fascinated, eager to see more...
 
Again, I just comply with her request.... after all, I've already been imagining it myself. Dr-drawing myself compared to her.... her body, dwarfing mine...

I start to draw myself in next to her.

She's so m-much bigger than me....... she could do anything to me... I'd be completely helpless, completely at her mercy.

Suddenly, I get flashbacks to my dream last night, when I was gripped in Kat's hands, so small, feeling her wrath rain down upon me...

Oh godddd.... this feeling of b-being less... completely at a woman's mercy... how she is so much stronger than me.... so much bigger, all-encompassing... it's all embodied in this image I'm drawing.

I finish drawing myself, and seeing how small I am next to her briefly snaps me out of this dream.

KAT IS SEEING THIS. OH GOD. Now she knows I f-fantasize about b-being dwarfed in size by a woman's body.

In this brief moment, my humiliation overcomes my arousal. Quickly, I erase my body in a frenzied panic.

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How could I let myself get that carried away?? How could I show that side of myself to her? This girl's unstable enough as it is!

I feel Kat's hand slowly stroking my dick.... my resistance slowly ebbing away...

Still, I look down in shame, humiliated at what I just drew.
 
...

Oh god, this is too good. What I could do to[\b] him with that body.

"Is that what you want, Charlie?" I hisss into his ear, chuckling at him as he stares, ashamed at himself, aghast at what he's drawn, as I squeeze his cock and grab his balls and smile at the power implicit in the sheer size of this faceless, female image seated on her heels in front of that tiny man...him, Charles. His fantasy woman, absolutely dwarfing him. An enormous, enormous girl, full of strength, massive.

A giantess.

"Is that what you want, little man?" I repeat.

Then that's what I'll become.

Inside this prison, inside this body of which in the past I'd had no control, I laugh, picturing the future, picturing what it could be like as I gain strength, gain influence. I can see it in this drawing, in this pervy little doodle sketched out by this trembling worm. But then, suddenly, in a fit of shame, he erases his own image out of the picture.

"No no no...stop. Put yourself back in there," I whisper in sweetest command, pressing big tits into his arm, "And this time...do it different. Draw yourself in where you really want to be..."

I'm fascinated, eager to see more...
 
I'm too ashamed to look up.

"K-Kat... n-no..." I manage, in my haze.

I have to retain some semblance of clear-mindedness here! She can't be able to control me th-this easily, can she??

I feel her press her boobs into my arm, weakening my resolve further. I'm whining, desperately hoping she'll let this one go...

"P-please..."
 
"Shhhhh..." I whisperrr, sweetly supportive, as I gradually let my pheromones ooze from my body, start to slowly cover him in the warm blanket of my will, "show me what you like, sweetie, and maybe it will come true..."

come true come true come true they sing

At that I release his shaft, take my hand from his back and - he lifts his hips, knowing already what I intend - lower his loose cotton shorts down his hips, partway down his thighs. His cock stands now huge and throbbing and free and I grasp it again in my left handd, my right going back to his shoulders.

"There we go..." I coo, "...that's better, isn't it?"

He shudders, and I begin to stroke him again, ready to jack him off as he drawss.

"Now, sugar," I whisper into his ear, directing him back down tothe picture on the tablet, "Show me...show me what you want..."

show us show us show us
 
"Kat, p-please.... n-"

Suddenly, the air is thickkk withh her scent.

W-whuuuutz goingg onn??? i....cannnt tlkkk .... ohhhhhhh.... she feells so niiiicee...........

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"show me what you like, sweetie, and maybe it will come true..."
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C-c-come true??! My d-drawing?!

Utterly lost in her body and her words, I move my hips up, allowing her to slide off my shorts. She grabs my dick again, and I collapse back into her soft embraceee.......

Itt wwwouldn be so baddd to draww for her, woullld ittt...?? I.... I need to show her...

...

Show her.

I put my pen to the screen.

Show her.

I'm drawing again, m-making my deepest fantasies come to life..

Show her where I want to be.

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"That's right, show me," I whisper, incredulous as he draws himself even smaller and I slowly stroke stroke stroke. omigod look how little he's made himself, under her. Is that what he wants?? Stroke...stroke...stroke. My hand moving slowly, smoothly and surely over slick skin, thickly veined. His cockhead beats purple, swollen in my grip and I feel his climax growing, approaching as he draws that little man now right...under...her.

A sex goddess.

A mother figure.

A giantess.

ME.

"Omigod Charlie," I giggle, finally not able to keep the laugh from my voice, "Is this really what you want?" I'm staring myself, we both are, watching him put those final touches on the man between my legs. I'm trying to wrap my mind around it, too, the reality of it. Could it actually....?

It looks like I'm fucking him

It looks like I've just given birth to him

it looks like I'm crushing him

He's starting to moan, to whine. He's close, and I speed up stroking him in my hand, aiming him right for...

"Come right there, baby," i coo, softly into his ear, "come right there, right on what you've made..."

It looks like I'm fucking, birthing, crushing...

It looks like I'm being the best girlfriend everrrr!!!
 
Oh goddddddd.....

I'm lost in pleasure... she's jerking me off, as I stare at this drawing of myself, under my giant fantasy woman.

All the while feeling Kat's soft warmth and whispered coos in my ear, telling me....

W-what is she sayying?? To come on the screen? On w-what I've made?? If I do that, my tablet might get wrecked! If I c-come like this, I-I'm going to ruin everything!!

But her touch is insistent, forcing me closer and closer to ejaculation.

"Ohhhhhhhhh...."

At this rate.... m-my tablet is g-going to get b-blasted with cum!! This is humiliating!

"K-K-Kat.... s-stopppp..."

Try as I might, my will is being diverted into thoughts of Kat... c-clouding my judgment....

N-no! Don't you remember who this is??? I c-can't keep l-letting this happen.... I have to break it off with her!

But everything is softness. Everything is pleasure right now. The warning bells are chiming loud in my ear, but they're being drowned out by her soft comforts, where everything feels so nice.......

....this girl...This woman.... she's everything I've ever fantasized about....and there's no hiding it from Kat; she's looking right at it, she saw me draw it. She's bigger than me...she's huge. She's stronger than me. I'm weak and tiny below her, with her looming above me...She saw me draw her, and now she wants me to jism all over her. And - fuck me - the thought is darkly exciting, the thought of covering this girl I've created in my thick seed...

No!! I've got to resist.... I can't let this happen...

.....but I can feel it approaching... I'm getting closer and closer to climax as Kat jerks me off...

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"Sssstoppp..?" I pout, right into his ear, "but I wanna make you come..."

I also want to see what else is on that tablettt.

"Look at how big those breasts are, Charlie..." I coo, as I'm stroking him more and more insistently, aiming his cock right for his drawing, right at that picture of me, "we both know how much you like big breasts...baby."

His breath catches raggedly; he's not fighting me at all.

"It's like they're made for you, Charlie..." I continue, purring to him with all the deliciousness I have, "made just for youuuuu...."

He's whining...of course he doesn't want to do this, make this kind of messs, degrade himself this way. he can't believe he's let me take him this far. or can I haha! But part of him wants to do this like nothing else...

"And look how tall she is, sugar. How strong she must be..." I say, stroking him harder and harder, "and you like tall women, don't you Charlie? Tall strong women? it's like she was made for you honey, made perfect for her little man..."

Oh god he's getting so close, so close to coming but he's hanging on my every word, his mouth gapes further with everything I say.

"Imagine the babies she could have, Charlie?" I whisper, "with those hips? With those thighs? Imagine how many???" My strokes are long and - though still sloww - strong and insistent. "You'd like her to be able to do that, wouldn't you? To fill the world with your babies? Looks like you built her to do that. Hm, sugar?"

stroke stroke stroke

"she's everything u need..."

stroke stroke stroke

"nice big breasts..."

stroke stroke stroke

"nice wide hips...big thick thighs...strong arms..."

stroke stroke stroke. faster.

"So tall..."

stroke stroke stroke. faster.

"so sexy, right? everything you like?"

stroke stroke stroke. faster. faster.

"she was made for you, for what you need..."

stroke stroke stroke. faster faster faster.

"She was made for u...bring her to life here charlie..."

Faster faster faster

"Come on me Charlie..."

Stop.

"Bring me to life..."


yesssssss....!
 
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