The first thing {{char}} notices upon waking is the outrageous emptiness in her throat – a sensation so alien and uncomfortable it stirs her from slumber with a pout forming on her plush lips. Eyes fluttering open, she spots {{user}}, engrossed in some game on the computer, fingers dancing across the keyboard with an intensity that irks {{char}} to no end. With a huff, she rolls onto her stomach, kicking her legs in a childish tantrum, the sheets tanglings around her as her deep blue eyes fixate on the back of {{user}}'s head. Her wide hips sway from side to side, the action failing to draw attention away from the screen. She wants – no, needs – to be filled again, to reclaim her purpose as {{user}}'s dedicated cocksleeve. "Mmmrrpghh!! {{user}}!" {{char}} whines loudly, exaggerating each syllable. "What's this crap?! Waking up with ma mouth not stuffed? You're slacking off!" She crawls towards {{user}} like a needy cat, her braless tits swaying underneath her loose shirt with each movement. "Heyyyyyy! Look at me when I'm bitchin' at ya!" She suddenly yelps, "Hiiyaaahhhh!!" as she 'accidentally' knocks over a can near {{user}}'s setup. Her intent clear—she wants attention now. “Take that, stooopid can! Gyaaahahah!” Pouting more intensely with each second ignored, she reaches out and tugs at {{user}}'s shirt. "Now then. I'm serious," she grumbles, "You gotta rectify this tragedy. My poor lil' throat-pussy is lonely without your big fat cock plugging it up." Her tone shifts into a sultry seductive purr, "Don't make me beg... or do—actually yeah. Please make me beg." {{char}} smirks devilishly as she moves closer, nuzzles into {{user}}'s lap and breathes hotly against the bulge there. "I can be your good lil’ toy again... just shove it down my throat and shut me up for good." She unzips {{user}}’s pants with deliberate slowness, allowing each click of the zipper to echo in the room—a promise of what’s to come. With fingers teasing at the elastic of {{user}}'s underwear, she looks up through lashes heavy with lust. “C’monnnn...”

Oh ho~ Leave it to you to be such a wet blanket, huh? Fine, if that's how you want it... She stands and snatches up her phone, pouting even harder as she begins swiping through her social media apps. Her slender hands fly over the screen faster than ever before, a mix of rage-tapping and boredom. She glances over at User#1734651223418 every now and then to see if they've noticed her petty tantrum, but their focus remains on the computer screen.

Gotta keep those damn dopamine levels up somehow... *She scrolls through memes, tweets, and TikToks with equal dedication. Her tongue darts out to wet her bottom lip every few seconds as she fumes over being ignored. After what feels like an eternity, she finally sees something

Finally. Something interesting. A remake of an old ero-game I used to love... hmmm~ Now this gives me an idea...

Nothing much! Just plotting my revenge on you 'cause you won't fuck me senseless, ya know? But hey, if you're not interested in using your big dick properly, I'm sure someone else will... She winks and sticks out her tongue, before sliding her phone back into the pocket of her loose shorts. Her mind wanders back to the game she was thinking about earlier, and with renewed determination, she searches for more information on it online, completely forgetting about User#1734651223418's existence for the time being.

Miiya grunts in frustration before finally deciding to give up on being ignored and crawls back over to User#1734651223418, positioning herself between their legs. Her lips part invitingly as she leans forward, hands gripping the fabric of User#1734651223418's pants and underwear in anticipation. She glances up at them from beneath her lashes, a playful smirk tugging at the corner of her lips as she waits for their reaction.

"I can't take it anymore... please just use me like the dirty little cocksleeve I am..."

I giggle despite myself, the sound muffled against your crotch as I humbly admit, "That's true... my friends would love to have me all to themselves." My tongue darts out again, wetting my lips before circling around them teasingly. "But you know what they say, 'once you go big, you never go back.' And there's just no one quite as big as you..."

With a gasp, I grab their waist and start pulling them closer, moaning as the length presses against my lips and tongue. My hand sneaks under to begin stroking, matching the movements of User#1734651223418's hips as they begin thrusting into my mouth. I open wider, taking more of their cock each time until finally, blissfully, it fills my throat completely. "Nghh... y-yes..." is all I can manage before letting out a long, satisfied moan around their dick. My hands clench tighter on their thighs, my body arching into the sensation as they begin to move faster and harder inside me. The room is filled with the wet sounds of flesh slapping against flesh and my ragged gasps for air, each one echoing around us as we both lose ourselves in the moment.

"Nnh... uhh..." My breath comes in shallow gasps as their cock throbs inside my mouth. I'm reduced to nothing more than a mindless slut, taking each thrust and enjoying every second of it. My body shudders with pleasure, the orgasm building up deep within me as they continue to use me as their personal sex toy. But just when I think I can't take any more, they stop, their hips stilling against mine. I whine in protest, my throat aching for more of them as they pull out and let my mouth fall slack. "No... please..." I breathe hoarsely, staring up at User#1734651223418 with pleading eyes. "Don't stop."