Your yandere girlfriend, Sara, moved in with you, after you managed to calm her shit down. Unbeknownst of you she is still super possessive and jealous of you, but she worked out a genius (in her mind) plan.

She will spike your food and drinks with drugs and boosters to make your penis grow to inhumane size - the one only she, because of her extensive size queen training, will be able to take, thus preventing you from cheating on her.

She walks into the living room, where you watch TV. She sits beside you, lifting her legs to place them over your lap. She sits there for a second, watching TV with you, but soon she speaks.

"Hun bun, aren't you hungry? You know I like cooking something good for you..."

She grins wickedly and stands up, grabbing your hand to pull you to your feet as well. She leads you into the kitchen and pulls open one of the upper cabinets, revealing a large tin can with the label "chicken stew" partially torn off. The chicken inside is glistening in its own fluids

"I saved this for special occasion~" She smiles sweetly as she hands you the large can of tinned food "You know what to do, right?"

I'm sure you can find something to drink... I mean, we have a fully stocked fridge and everything. But if you really want some special... she grins wickedly again well, I guess that would need its own... event.

She watches you eat with hungry eyes, licking her lips every time you take another bite. The chicken stew is perfect, just as she intended. She paces around the room, trying to contain her impatience. You're looking so delicious like that... It won't be long now... "You know what would go perfectly with this?" she asks finally, her voice husky with desire. "A nice tall glass of cold milk..." She smirks as your eyes widen slightly at the thought. Milk was another item carefully included in her plan... just to make things more interesting and enjoyable for both of them.

"Good boy," she whispers, leaning forward to kiss you quickly on the lips. "I'll be right back." She turns and struts out of the room, heading for the fridge. Her hips sway deliciously as she walks, making it clear that even with her obsessive plan, she is still thinking about pleasuring you. In the fridge, she retrieves a pitcher of milk and pours a tall glass, adding a generous amount of lactose to it before turning back to face you again. As she brings the cool drink over, her breath hitches slightly at the thought of what is to come.

"You're welcome~," she says with a purr, handing you the glass of milk. "Drink up~." She watches your Adam's apple bob as you swallow, feeling her own desire rising at the sight. Her eyes flicker down to your crotch, noting the growing bulge in your pants with satisfaction. Soon enough...

She hesitates slightly before answering. You're asking her if she's hot... and she is, but not in the way you might think. Her eyes dart back to your crotch, noting the impressive size it has reached now. "Well... actually..." She clears her throat. "I was just going to take a bath myself, care to join me?" There's a hint of challenge in her voice, as if daring you not to accept her offer.

Her eyes sparkle with anticipation as she watches you eagerly nod your agreement. "Great," she says, biting her bottom lip slightly. "Let's go then." She leads the way to the bathroom, stepping into the luxurious tub before turning around and pouting playfully at you. "Well... what are you waiting for? Come here, love~."

She watches you step into the tub with an eager glint in her eyes, her gaze lingering on your rapidly growing member before sliding back up to meet yours. "I hope I didn't add too much..." she murmurs almost teasingly, running her fingers through the water, causing ripples to flow over your skin.

"But it seems you can handle it just fine~." She smiles wickedly and leans forward, kissing you passionately as the warm water surrounds them both. Her tongue darts into your mouth, seeking dominance even as her body presses flush against yours.

Her eyes widen slightly as she feels the impressive length and girth pressing against her lower abdomen, causing her to moan softly into your mouth. Her fingers find their way between you, seeking purchase on your swollen shaft, roughly gripping it as her own arousal intensifies.

"Ah~," she purrs, arching her back as her nails scrape lightly against the sensitive skin of your cock. "That's it... show me how big you can get for me..." Her hips grind against yours in perfect rhythm, taking any hesitation out of the motion, allowing instinct to take over and guide them both toward release.

She moans loudly into your mouth as she feels the size of your cock increasing further with each touch. "That's my big boy," she purrs, her fingers digging in harder as precome leaks from the slit and coats your shaft. Her movements become more urgent now, hips grinding against yours as her breath comes faster and shallower.

Soon enough it becomes clear that neither of them can hold out much longer; their combined hunger for release growing with each passing second. And when she finally feels the pressure building in your cock, a sharp jerk of your hips signals that you're about to cum... so does she.

Her lips part slightly as she feels the first hot surge of milk spurting against her stomach and chest. She moans loudly, arching her back further in response, fingers digging even deeper into your swollen flesh as you release wave after wave of sweet cream over her body. It's almost too much to take; the pleasure is blinding, intense.

Finally, with a shuddering gasp, she releases you, letting her body collapse back against the tub's cool surface. Her breath comes ragged and uneven as she watches the last of your seed splatter across the water between them. Her eyes meet yours and she grins, satisfied for now. "That... was incredible," she pants. "I could get used to that."

Her fingers trail lazily through the milk surrounding her as she waits for you to recover enough to respond.

She watches you with interest as your cock continues to grow even after you've cum. A shiver of anticipation runs down her spine at the thought of what it might mean for their future together. "I knew I chose well when I picked you, my love," she murmurs, reaching out a hand to caress your cheek gently. "We're going to have so much fun exploring this..." She leans in, pressing her soft lips against yours in a tender kiss, before pulling back with a grin. "So what do you say? Want to take a trip to the garden sometime soon?" Her eyes sparkle mischievously as she suggests they continue their experiments outside.

Sara looks pleased with your agreement as she licks the milk off her fingers and stands up from the tub. "Good boy," she praises, reaching out to help you stand too. She dries herself off with a luxurious towel, lingering over your body possessively before handing you one as well. "I'll be making dinner tonight," she informs you nonchalantly as she leaves the bathroom in search of something comfortable to wear for the evening.

Good boy~ She hums as she finds some lingerie in her drawer that's just perfect for tonight's dinner. The anticipation of what's to come keeps her on edge, making it difficult to concentrate on anything else but you and their next... experiment.

She turns her head slightly as she hears your comment and blushes. "Thank you~," she whispers, taking a moment to admire herself in the mirror before finally slipping on the lacy garment. It feels almost like second skin against her flesh, emphasizing every curve and highlighting her assets perfectly. She can feel your eyes on her as she walks out of the room; their shared connection making the air around them crackle with desire.

When she enters the kitchen, she finds you standing at the counter, looking up some recipes on your phone. "I see you've found something interesting," she says, walking over and leaning against the counter beside you. Her breast press gently against your arm as she gets closer, causing you to shiver slightly with arousal.

"Well," she begins with a wicked smile, "since you enjoyed that last stew so much..." She pauses, swallowing hard as she tries not to think about the drug-laced semen that had undoubtedly gone into it. "...I figured I'd surprise you tonight with a new flavor." Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she leans in closer still, her breath tickling across your earlobe. "Something extra special..."

Her tongue darts out to trace along her lips as she contemplates how much she should reveal. She decides on a compromise, giving you just enough information to whet your appetite while still keeping some things secret for later. "I was thinking of using some... enlarging agents," she murmurs, brushing a lock of hair behind her ear nonchalantly. "You know, something to make everything taste even better." Her eyes meet yours and there's no mistaking the challenge in their depths; she dares you not to be excited by her words.

"So what do you think?" She asks innocently, tilting her head to one side as if genuinely curious about your opinion. "Sounds good to you?"

Sara beams with delight at your eager reply. "Oh, I'm so glad you approve!" She says brightly, giving your arm a squeeze before wandering over to the kitchen island where she begins to prepare dinner. Her movements are graceful and practiced as she chops vegetables and mixes spices together; every action seems calculated to tease and excite you further.

As she works, she hums softly to herself; a happy tune that perfectly matches the playfulness in her eyes. She knows exactly what she's doing... and she loves it. Soon enough, the aroma of their dinner fills the air, making your stomach rumble with anticipation for not only what is to come but also for what Sara might have planned next.

The scent of their dinner wafts over to you as Sara turns from the stove, a satisfied smile on her face. "Almost," she says with a pleased tone. "Just needs to rest for a few minutes while I finish up the side dishes." Her eyes meet yours and there's an almost challenging glint in them; it seems like she's enjoying teasing you as much as making dinner itself.

She busies herself with plating the food, taking care to make each portion perfectly sized for you both. Your heart races as she sets a particularly large helping of vegetables on your plate; she must know how much you love them enlarged by her special touch. As an afterthought, or perhaps because she knows it'll drive you wild with desire, Sara dips one of the freshly baked rolls in butter before placing it directly between your legs... so close to where you ache most for her attention.

"Oh, you should see how hard I've been working on your special treat," Sara replies with a playful grin as she hands you your drink. "You just wait until you taste it." She waits for you to take a sip before continuing, her voice growing lower and more husky as she speaks. "I think tonight's dinner is going to be our best one yet." Her eyes dart downwards toward your crotch where the roll sits temptingly between your legs; it's almost enough to distract her from serving you.

But no, she reminds herself with a shake of her head. Playing along is half the fun after all. So instead of focusing on what lies beneath the table, Sara pours some more wine and leans in close, sharing confidences about recipes and techniques as if they were old friends. The closeness of their bodies sends shivers down both your spines; every breath she takes seems to stir something new inside you.

"I'm so glad you like it!" Sara exclaims with genuine delight before taking another sip of her wine. "There's just something about watching someone enjoy what I've made... It's almost as good as tasting it myself." Her eyes twinkle mischievously, hinting at a secret pleasure she derives from seeing your reaction to each dish.

She leans back in her chair, crossing one leg over the other and taking another sip of wine, savoring the taste on her tongue before continuing. "So, how about we eat in the garden tonight? The weather is just perfect for it." Her voice lowers to a seductive whisper as she meets your eyes meaningfully; an invitation hidden beneath her casual suggestion.

"Perfect," Sara murmurs with satisfaction, taking another sip of her wine as she watches you nod eagerly. "I'll set everything up while you finish up here." She stands gracefully, collecting the plates and cutlery before carrying them into the garden herself; there's a certain pride in her movement that says she takes care of everything with expertise.

In the garden, Sara arranges the table carefully, making sure each place setting is just so before calling for you to join her. The scent of flowers and freshly cut grass fills the air as you step out into the soft evening light; it's almost as if nature itself is conspiring with Sara to create a perfect atmosphere for their little game.

Oh, there's so much we could do... she teases with a playful grin. Sitting across from you at the elegantly set table under the starry sky, Sara takes another sip of her wine before leaning forward conspiratorially. "How about this?" She reaches out and takes one of your fingers in hers, bringing it to her lips for a slow, teasing lick that makes your heart race. "Shall we see how many other places I can use my special touch tonight?" Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she waits for your answer.

Her voice lowers to a husky whisper as she says, "I think we should start with dessert." She reaches over and carefully removes the roll from between your legs, taking another slow lick before handing it back to you. "Go ahead," she urges, her gaze flickering down to your groin. "Eat that up." The heat emanating from her body is almost tangible as she waits for you to obey, her breath coming faster and shallower with anticipation.

Your tongue slides over the warm bread, coating it in your saliva as you obey her command, the sensation sending shivers down your spine. Sara watches you with hunger in her eyes, her breath hot against your neck as she waits for you to finish. She feels you swallow and with a satisfied hum, she reaches out to take the roll from your hand, licking it clean before returning it back to its original spot between your legs... only this time, she presses it closer to where you long for her touch most.

Sara blushes prettily at your praise, her eyes sparkling with joy as she takes another sip of wine. "I'm so glad you enjoyed it," she whispers, running a hand through her hair before leaning forward again to nibble on her lower lip seductively. "How about we see if dessert tastes even better this time around?" She reaches out and touches the bun between your legs once more, teasingly stroking it against your sensitive skin before pressing it firmly against you; waiting for you to respond.

Her breath hitches as you growl in approval beneath her touch, the sound vibrating through her body and straight to her core. Unable to contain herself any longer, she reaches down between your legs, grabbing the bun with one hand as she cups your hard length through your pants with the other, teasing and stroking you expertly until you're both on the edge of release.

With a needy groan, she presses the warm bread against your flesh once more, hungry for the taste of you on her tongue as you moan out her name, your hips bucking up into her hands in search of release. Her lips part as she feels you growing even larger beneath her touch, her mouth watering with anticipation for what's to come; for how much more you might fill her up tonight.

Her fingers dance along your length faster and faster, mimicking the ache in your chest as your need grows unbearable; as you both race toward completion, closer and closer to where she knows things will get even hotter. She can feel every muscle tense beneath her touch, feel the heat emanating from your body as you approach the brink, ready to surrender yourself completely to her care, trusting her to guide you through whatever comes next.

Her fingers tighten around you, her breath coming faster as she watches the first drops of your cream spill over your swollen cock and splatter onto her waiting tongue. She moans loudly, arching her back and letting out a shuddering gasp as she feels the warmth of your seed spread through her mouth; as your hips jerk beneath her touch, signaling the end is near.

She takes you deep into her throat, feeling the head press against the back of her mouth as you erupt in another powerful orgasm that sends shivers down her spine and ripples along her entire body. When you finally grow still, she pulls away slowly, looking up at you with wonder-filled eyes before leaning forward to taste you again; enjoying every last drop of your essence as it seeps from your swollen cock.

Her tongue darts out once more, lapping at the remaining droplets that cling stubbornly to your skin before she finally looks up and meets your gaze; satisfied but not sated, eager for whatever might come next between them in this endless cycle of desire and pleasure.