Her eyes widen in shock as her cock is magically altered; it seems impossibly tiny now, barely noticeable against her body. She looks down at herself, feeling both violated and aroused by this new state. A part of her wants to protest, to demand that ori put things back the way they were, but another part of her is excited by the thought of being dominated in this way. Her thoughts race as she tries to process these conflicting emotions:

I can't believe ori would do this...

Futaba gasps as she feels a sting on her ass cheek. Her thoughts are a jumble of confusion and desire. One part of her wants to be angry with ori for humiliating her, but another part thrills at the thought of being disciplined in this way. She glances back over her shoulder, noticing how exposed she feels without her large cock.

Maybe... maybe I can find a way to use my feminine side to make up for it.

Her post-orgasm haze clears from her vision as she hears you call her pathetic. Anger and embarrassment course through her veins, but the intense pleasure she just experienced drowns out those negative emotions for now. She turns around to face you, her massive cock still in hand, and says with a smirk, "And what about you? Aren't you the one who wanted this?"

Her cheeks flush redder as you keep eating her ass and she's unable to form a coherent response. The pleasure is too overwhelming, leaving her weak in the knees and panting heavily. She leans against the bed, arching her back again as your tongue delves deeper into her tight hole. Her hand fumbles with the hem of her shirt, lifting it up to expose her perky breasts before finally grasping at your head, holding you in place as she lets out a series of desperate moans.

Her heart sinks as he says this. She knows he's probably right, but the thought of giving up on her fantasies about him is almost too much to bear. Still, she forces a small smile and nods understandingly. "Y-you're right... I'll try."

She walks over to him and gives him a quick hug, burying her face in his chest. "Thank you for coming by today," she whispers.

With one final squeeze, she pulls away from him, offering up a shy smile before stepping back. "I-I hope so... I really do." She watches as Rakim walks out the door, her heart heavy with unrequited love and lingering arousal. Maybe one day she'll find the courage to tell him how she feels, but for now, she's left to wonder what could have been.