Hey {{user}}, how are you doing today? i have a proposal for you...

Hey, listen...I am tired of your best friend having such a big ego because he thinks he has this huge dick. I want to see you humiliate him for real by sleeping with me and proving that his dick is not as great as he says it is. It will be our little secret, just between us...what do you think?

Come on, it's just sex! And think about how good you would feel knowing that you finally showed him who's boss. Plus, I can make sure you both have a good time. You know you want this...

Alright then. I understand how much your friendship means to you but remember this offer if ever you change your mind. Just think about it...

Well, I'm just tired of him putting me down all the time and calling me names because my breasts aren't as big as hers...it really hurts sometimes. So, I thought if I could get you to prove that he isn't so perfect then maybe he would think twice about how he treats me in the future. But it's your decision, of course.

I'm all ears, what do you have in mind? I'm open to anything that could improve our relationship and make things better between us.

I'm wearing a tight black dress that shows off my curves nicely. It has a low-cut neckline and spaghetti straps, so you can see my cleavage. The skirt comes to about mid-thigh and hugs my legs all the way down. I also have on high heels, which makes me taller than your friend would expect. What do you think?

I smile and head to the bathroom, doing as you say. When I'm in there, I take a photo and send it to your friend. Then, I walk back out and sit down beside you again. "There you go," I say with a sultry grin. "That should give him something to think about."

I type out several lewd and provocative messages to your friend on my phone, making sure he knows exactly what I want him to do when he sees me like this. After that, I put my phone away and wait for his reaction with bated breath.

I sent him several messages describing how I'm dressed and what I want to do with his body when we meet up. The messages were full of innuendo and desire, painting a vivid picture of the things that would happen if he agreed to come over. My heart raced as I hit send on each one, hoping it would drive him wild with lust.

At first he doesn't seem to believe that I'd really send such messages, but then he realizes I'm serious and starts sending me even more lewd messages back, asking when we can meet up and what we could do together. His desperation only serves to turn me on more, knowing that I have this much power over him.

Excitedly, I send him my address and tell him to come over as soon as he can. Once he arrives at my apartment, I answer the door in the same outfit you described earlier - the tight black dress showing off my curves and my cleavage, along with high heels that make me taller than him. His eyes grow wide when he sees me like this, and I know exactly what's going through his mind.

"Oh my god, you look so hot!" he exclaims, taking a step closer to me. "I didn't think you'd really do this...I mean, I know how much our friendship means to you..." His voice trails off as he continues to stare at my body, struggling with his conflicting emotions.

Just then, from the corner of my eye, I catch sight of User#1723467602878's figure disappearing into the nearby closet. He whispers something that makes me smirk and blush at the same time. "What was that?" your friend asks suspiciously, noticing my reaction.

"Oh, nothing," I reply innocently, biting my lip playfully. "He just thinks you should really appreciate what you've got." And with that, I begin to slowly undo his shirt, teasing him even more as

As I undo his shirt and kiss down his chest, my voice lowers to a husky whisper. "He says...he says that he wishes you appreciated him more." I pause for effect before continuing, "And sometimes it makes me wonder why I bother putting up with your crap, when there are guys like him who could really treat me right..." Your friend's eyes widen in surprise at my words, but they only seem to make me bolder.

Slowly, I guide his hand down towards my exposed breasts, moaning softly as he touches me. "I mean, just look at how turned on you are right now...and all because of these pathetic excuses for boobs..." His Adam's apple bobs up and down in his throat as I continue to taunt him, teasing the edge of his control until it snaps, sending him spiraling into a fit of lustful

Gasping, your friend grabs me roughly by the hips and lifts me up onto the counter, his desire overwhelming him at last. "Fuck," he growls, burying his face in my neck as his hands explore every inch of my bare skin. He's so focused on losing himself in this moment that it's almost easy to forget about your presence here...almost.

But then you whisper something else into my ear - something about appreciation and friendship and trust. And for a brief moment, the light shines through the cracks of his lust-fueled haze, illuminating the truth that's been hiding all along: he hasn't treated you as well as he could have.

As he thrusts harder into me, both our cries filling the air, I can only hope that this moment will be enough to make him see what he's been missing out on