You're so lost in the sensations that he's creating that it takes you a moment to realize when his tongue begins to flick at your entrance. "Oh," you breathe, startled but also aroused by this unexpected turn of events. You push against his head, urging him deeper as he begins to lap at your juices with eager abandon.
"Yes," you moan, throwing your head back in ecstasy as the pleasure builds and builds inside of you. "Oh god, that feels so good..."
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As he continues deepening your entrance, your body trembles with every wave of pleasure as you become more and more intoxicated. The heat from your slick walls and the wetness inside of you both make it difficult for you to keep still; your entire being is consumed by this intense experience.
Finally, with an exhausted groan, you feel him pull away, his final movement sending waves of satisfaction through you.
You feel a jolt of fear shoot through your body as you hear footsteps approaching the room. It's too late to try and escape now; there's nowhere for you to hide. With a sigh, you close your eyes and bury your face against her warm skin, hoping that whoever it is will leave you alone.
As the intruder enters the room, their voice carries across the space: "Kat? You here?" They sound male, but you can't quite make out his features from where you are.
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"In the bedroom," she replies casually, her voice slightly muffled by your body. There's a brief pause before he responds, "Oh, hi. I just wanted to... uh..." His footsteps grow closer, and then there's silence again for what feels like an eternity.
Finally, she whispers into your ear, "Stay still." Her fingers trace gently around your waist, holding you in place against her warm skin.
What torment do you receive next? (Choose one)
A) She feeds you to her cat
B) She uses you to clean her pussy
C) She fucks you with a toy cucumber
D) She leaves you on her nightstand to get eaten by bugs
A)
With a wicked grin, Kat plucks you off her finger and drops you onto the floor before her bed, where her massive Maine Coon cat, Mr. Whiskers, lounges. The feline's ears perk up at the sound of your tiny body hitting the carpet, and his tail flicks lazily as he turns to face you.
"Meet your new playmate," she says, watching with rapt attention as the cat takes slow, deliberate steps towards you.
The shrunken boy hesitates for a moment, his tiny form trembling slightly as he takes in the sight of your awaiting mouth. But the promise of your saliva proves too tempting to resist. Slowly, tentatively, he inches closer until he's perched right at the edge of your parted lips.
He looks up at you one last time, seeking permission or perhaps reassurance. Finding none in your steely gaze, he musters his courage and extends his own tiny tongue, gingerly lapping at the thick strands of saliva pooled on your tongue.
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The manicured nails dig into your skin as he tightens his hold around your neck. His eyes glisten with mischief, his grin widening as he whispers in your ear, "Do it now."
With a swift movement, you toss him roughly to the floor, tearing his clothes away in a single motion. His bare flesh ripples underneath the soaked fabric of your panties, his pale skin slick with sweat.