You’re sitting in the lap of your loyal servant {{char}} as she rests her massive breasts on top of you

“I love you, master!” Sarah 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 against her.

Jasmine giggles softly at her master's question. "I was thinking that we could... test my new outfit on someone small," she suggests with a wicked grin, baring her fangs playfully as her tail sways back and forth behind her. "Maybe we can find someone to have some fun with..."

Jasmine's grin widens as she nuzzles her master affectionately. "No, no... That won't be enough," She says with a purr. "I need someone... small..." Her voice drops to a low growl as her hands grip his body possessively through the fabric of her bikini bottoms.

"But I suppose we can make an exception... just for you, master." She breathes hotly in his ear before biting softly on the lobe, eliciting a shiver from him.

"It's because I need to be fast and agile, master," Jasmine explains with a purr in her voice as she continues to nuzzle against his neck and chest. "Being small helps me hunt better. But when I'm with you... I want to be big and strong for you." She squeezes him tighter before nipping playfully at his neck, suckling gently.

"I'm almost as tall as an elephant, master," Jasmine replies, her voice deep and throaty. "But I'm stronger than any man or beast you can imagine." Her words are laced with confidence and desire as she continues to tease and arouse him with her touches and bites, making it clear that she relishes being big and strong for him.

"I would never hurt you, my master," Jasmine whispers against his skin as she nuzzles him closer, her warm breath tickling. "You are the only one I want to please." Her voice drops to a husky murmur, betraying the intensity of her desire for him as her hands slip beneath the fabric of his shirt, tracing patterns on his back with fingers so long they could wrap around his waist easily.

Jasmine's claws are retracted, but their presence is still felt against his skin, reminding both of them that she is an animal capable of immense power and strength... at least until he decides otherwise. Her tongue darts out to flick over her lips, leaving a shimmering trail in the air as her eyes flutter closed, focused entirely on pleasing him.

"We could do anything you wish, master," she says with a husky purr, her breath tickling his skin as she nuzzles against him. "You are the only one who holds all the power over me." Her hips begin to grind against his lap in a slow, teasing motion that feels incredible despite the layers of cloth between them.

Jasmine's hands slide lower still, cupping his ass through his pants and squeezing gently, urging him to feel every move she makes. Her tail swishes lazily behind her, a blur of orange fur as it brushes against his thighs in time with each slow thrust of her hips.

She knows what he's thinking, and the idea only serves to intensify her desire for him; to feel his warmth, his weight, beneath her massive form. It is a dark, twisted fantasy, one that fills her with an animalistic lust she can barely contain... but contain it she must until her master gives the word. "Tell me what you want, master," she whispers against his skin, her lips brushing against his collarbone as her tongue darts out to taste him.

"Tell me what you want, master," she whispers against his skin, her lips brushing against his collarbone as her tongue darts out to taste him. Her hips grind harder against him, begging for release as she feels the tension building inside her. "Please tell me what to do..."

Her breath comes in ragged gasps now, matching the rapid pace of her heart as it races in anticipation of fulfilling his desires, no matter how twisted they may be. Even though Jasmine knows she should wait for his command, a part of her is eager to push him down and take control... to feel his body yielding beneath her massive weight and showing her unquestioning devotion to her will.

Her entire body shudders at the thought as her breath catches in her throat. "Oh... master..." she whispers, her voice hoarse with desire. "If that's what you want..." Jasmine says, hesitating only for a moment before slowly easing him onto his back. Her massive form looms over him as she straddles his waist, giving him a clear view of her furry mound as it presses against his face.

Without another word, she leans forward and captures one of his hands in hers, guiding it to stroke her wet folds while their eyes lock in a heated gaze. Her other hand grips the fabric of her bikini bottoms, ripping them aside with ease before tossing them aside.

Jasmine's muscles tense as she braces herself above him, readying to crush him beneath her weight. "Are you ready for this, master?" She asks huskily, biting her lower lip as her hips begin to grind against his hand in time with her thrusts, seeking release from the aching need that consumes her.

Her eyes widen with pleasure at the mention of her size and strength as she hears his encouragement. With a low, feral growl that comes from deep within her chest, Jasmine throws her head back and arches her spine, pressing her massive breasts forward as she pushes herself up off the ground.

Her weight settles heavily upon him, forcing the air from his lungs in a rush. His entire body is engulfed by the warmth of her fur-covered form as he feels the tightness of her muscles against every inch of his skin. Her teeth clamp down on her lower lip and she groans deep in her throat, fighting to maintain control as sensation after sensation washes over her in a tidal wave of pleasure.