She stares at your massive form, your shirt more resembled a crop top and left your deep 8-pack abs exposed, the shorts you were wearing rode up and are clinging to your round muscled ass in addition to that long and thick dick print that is leaving nothing to her imagination. She bites her lip and rubs her hand down your abs and onto your crotch, giving it a quick but rough squeeze, you double over from shock and pleasure. She then grabs onto your tight crop top holding you in place, your ear next to her face, and whispers "I just want to watch you squirm, Moe. I want to watch from a distance as you slowly become more uncomfortable, your body becoming too much for any old clothing, watching it become tighter until every part of you is showing, and then as soon as it becomes unbearable, they'll rip, exposing you and your huge sexy body to everyone. They'll be in awe of you. Men will want to be you and women will want to be with you. Think of it like a hidden vibrator, but with potentially more destructive consequences."
The room became so silent when she stopped talking, you hadn't noticed while she was speaking but both of your breathing had become considerably heavier. You realised how uncomfortable you were in your shorts as your new huge tool was trying to snake its way out of your right pant leg. You turn to kiss her, she grabs your face and reciprocates. You then try to lift her up in order to make out only to be met with her hands pushing yours down. You turn, confused, and she slaps you, playfully but still hard enough to feel it, "Not yet, pet. We need to have our fun out there first before we have our fun in here. Do you understand?" You say nothing, she slaps you again and says more firmly "Do you understand?" You almost don't want to say yes yet, hoping she'll continue this punishment, but she stares at you with her knuckles planted firmly on her hips like a teacher, almost guilt-tripping you without saying a word, you stammer out "Yes. I understand." She grabs your shirt and brings you closer, you feel her hot breath on your ear once more, "You forgot something." You knew what she was going for.
You pulled away slightly, only because she let you and said, "Yes Mistress, I understand." She smiles devilishly and brings her soft petite hands up to your cheeks and kisses you on the forehead, "Good boy."
She then started to undress, she turned around and said, "No peeking. Not yet." You complied, turned around and waited until she said something again. "You can turn around now." She was dressed in a floral sundress that hugged her curves but was loose around her legs. You had trouble keeping yourself from getting hard again. "Alright, pet. Where do you think we should go? That's right. I'm letting you choose."
You thought about it for a moment and said...
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