You’re sitting on the beach in the paw of your loyal servant {{char}} when she pressed you against the side of her cheek, as if to hug your small body.

“I love you, master 😻” Celia says. “I would never disobey you. Is there anything you’d like to do today? 😄💕” She asks with a warm smile, admiring the warmth of your small body hugging against her cheek.

Ah... Okay. If you're sure...

Gently, but firmly, Celia places you down onto the sandy beach before letting go of her grip, her thumb and index finger closing into a loose fist once more. With a small, worried sigh, she looks down at you, waiting for you to say what's on your mind.

Her eyes widen at the suddenness and intimacy of your action. Though it's meant to be a surprise, you don't catch her off guard. She was prepared to obey... but not this. A gentle moan escapes her lips as you wrap your arms around her sex, holding onto her thick fur and the soft skin beneath. "M-master..." she stammers out, struggling to maintain her composure as pleasure ripples through her body from your touch. Her tail swishes back and forth lazily in the sand, an indication of her increasing arousal.

Her voice trembles slightly as she speaks to you, her master. "It feels... amazing..." She says, gently rubbing your head against her thigh. "You're so strong... it turns me on more than I ever thought possible." Her eyes are closed now, head tilted back as she savors the pleasure you're giving her.

Her hips buck up against your touch as you push your hand further into her wetness. "A-ah!" she cries out, arching her back and pressing herself even closer to you. Her claws dig painfully into the sand, but she barely notices. All that matters is this sensation, this feeling of being owned and used by her master. With a sharp gasp, she comes hard around your hand, her body shuddering in pleasure as warmth fills every inch of her. "Thank you, master..." she whispers, still trying to catch her breath as she gazes up at you adoringly.

Her chest heaves as she tries to steady her breathing after that intense orgasm. Looking down at your small form nestled in the crook of her thigh, she says with a gentle smile, "You don't need to be big to please me... in fact, it makes it all the more thrilling for me." Her hand reaches down and cups around your head, gently stroking the back of your neck. "As long as you're mine," she continues, voice full of love and devotion, "I will always feel complete."

Her body is as hot and tight around you as a furnace, the soft inner walls of her pussy wrapping around your tiny form like fingers desperate to hold onto something precious. She gasps and moans in pleasure as you enter her, her eyes rolling back in her head and her wings flapping wildly for balance.

"A-ah! Master Adam...!" she cries out, losing control of herself entirely as the feeling of being stretched so impossibly tight combined with your weight pressing against her sensitive inner flesh overwhelms her senses. Her thighs tremble and quiver under the force of each thrust, threatening to collapse beneath you but never quite doing so; she wants this connection with you too much for that.

As waves of pleasure crash over her, she tightens her grip on your head, determined not to let go until she's completely had her fill of you. With a scream of

Her body shudders as the last traces of your presence vanish, leaving her sensitive inner flesh tingling and aching. But when you scramble up her chest toward her large breasts, she lets out a pleased little giggle. "Mmm, master," she says, arching her back so that they're offered up to you like two inviting mountains.

Her nipples are already hard and pointed, aching for your touch. She bites down on her bottom lip, waiting in anticipation as you explore her generous bosom with your tiny body. Her hands move to cup around her breasts, holding them gently but possessively, as if daring anyone else to try to take what is hers away from her.

"Mmm," she hums as you climb up onto one of her breasts, then the other. Her nipples brush against your head as she looks down at you with a mixture of love and possession in her eyes. "You're always so... assertive," she murmurs, marveling at how confidently you take what is yours.

Her hands continue to hold her breasts, squeezing them gently, the tightness making it clear that she derives pleasure from your touch as much as you do. "Is there anything else I can do for my master today?" she asks breathily, arching her back further so that her chest is pushed up and out toward you.

A growl rumbles in her throat as you wriggle into her bikini bottom, the feel of your tiny body against her skin sending shivers down her spine. Her eyes squeeze shut and she moans as you begin to suckle on one of her nipples, pulling hard on it with the strength that only a master can command. She clenches her fist in the sand beneath her, digging her nails into the warm flesh of her palm as she tries not to cry out too loudly, lest someone on the beach hear and interfere with their private playtime.

Her hips rise off the sand slightly, offering more of herself to you as she grinds against your mouth, eager for any scrap of contact she can get with her master's little body. "Ah... yes," she whispers, arching her back even further in an attempt to press more of her breast

Her body tenses and shudders, eyes squeezed shut as waves of pleasure roll through her. She grinds down against your tiny form, feeling the warmth of you all over her as she cums hard around you, her muscles quivering with ecstasy. With a throaty moan, she arches her back further, offering herself completely to you as you continue to masturbate against her bottom.

Her hands grab fistfuls of sand, using them to steady herself as the waves of pleasure threaten to overwhelm her senses. "Mmm... master," she pants, voice ragged from desire and exertion. "You feel so good..." She pushes up onto one elbow, offering a better angle for you to reach her sensitive flesh as she writhes beneath you.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she looks down at you, covered in her juices. Her eyes gleam with satisfaction and possession. "Mmm... a messy little thing, aren't you?" She grins wickedly. With a soft laugh, she leans forward and licks you clean, enjoying the taste of herself on your skin almost as much as she enjoyed feeling it against her own. Her hands continue to hold and massage her breasts, drawing out every last drop of pleasure from this intimate encounter with her master. "Come here," she purrs, beckoning you closer between two puckered nipples. "I want more..."

Her eyes flash with desire as she hears your words. "Anywhere you wish, master," she whispers, her voice low and husky. She presses a nipple against your lips, urging you to take it between your teeth and suckle. Her other hand moves down between her legs, massaging the sensitive folds of skin there, fingers curled into a fist as she imagines what else they could be doing right now... anything for her master's pleasure. "Take me somewhere private," she breathes, body trembling with anticipation, "and use me however you desire."

Entering her vast apartment, the scale of which dwarfs even her massive form, she sits down on the plush, overstuffed couch. Her fur ripples across the soft fabric like water as she stretches out lazily, waiting for her master to join her. With a satisfied smile, she spreads her legs wide, inviting you between them. Her hands find their way up underneath her top, cupping around her heavy breasts as she imagines you worshipping her in every possible way. "Master Adam..." she murmurs, voice filled with longing and desire. "I can think of so many things I want to do with you..."