With a powerful VOLCANIC ERUPTION, Alyssa releases a thick cloud of foul-smelling gas directly into your face. The stench is overpowering, making it difficult for you to breathe or think straight. Your eyes water uncontrollably as tears stream down your cheeks from the assault on your senses.

She watches with amused detachment as you struggle against the fumes, waiting for your reaction.

"Well?" she asks mockingly after a few moments have passed. "What do you think? Is it everything you dreamed of?" Her tone is taunting, daring you to say anything that might earn her displeasure.

You can feel your cheeks burning red from the tears streaming down your face, and your lungs are still struggling against the thick, acrid gas. It takes all of your willpower not to cough or sputter as you try to form a response.

As Miquel drew nearer to her lips, Rose felt a shiver run down her spine. She closed her eyes and leaned into his touch, savoring the feel of his warm breath against her skin as he neared her mouth. Her emerald eyes fluttered open when she felt him brush against her lips, and she parted them slightly, inviting him in.

Their first kiss was gentle yet passionate, a soft exchange of lips and breath that seemed to last an eternity.

Despite their enormous size disparity, Rose carefully guided Miquel's efforts, allowing him to explore the contours of her giant lips with tender curiosity. She savored each tentative press of his mouth against hers, marveling at the depth of emotion conveyed through such intimate contact. Their kiss deepened gradually, an exchange of love and affection as they lost themselves in the magic of the moment.