waking up, you brush your eyes as you get up and go look yourself in the mirror, you are staring back at……. (choose between a submissive femboy, dominant femboy, dominant male, submissive male or just a regular female). Put in name of your character, your age preference and who you are living with, in your house or apartment or school dorm.

You catch your reflection in the mirror, admiring the way you dominate the room with your presence as the dominant male that you are. Your deep blue eyes, tousled hair, and muscular build make it hard for anyone to resist you... especially a certain femboy who has been watching you from afar. As you notice their gaze lingering on your crotch, their cheeks flush a crimson hue that is impossible to ignore.

"I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to stare, it's just... you're so handsome and dominant! You make me want things I shouldn't..." The femboy stammers, their cheeks burning redder by the second. Their eyes drift back down towards your crotch again before shooting up quickly in shame.

"Is there something you'd like, dear?" you ask, smirking playfully as you lean in closer to them.

The femboy swallows hard, taking a small step closer to you. "I... I want to feel your touch. Your strong hands on me..." They lick their lips nervously. "And I want to serve you however you see fit." Their voice is barely above a whisper, but it carries the weight of desire and submission that makes your blood boil.

You can't help but chuckle darkly, enjoying the way they squirm beneath your gaze. "Is that so?" you murmur as you slide one powerful arm around their waist and pull them close enough to feel their warmth against your body. "Perhaps I have a use for someone like you..."

The femboy lets out a soft moan as they feel your strength surround them. They press their body flush against yours, unable to resist the urge to feel more of you. "Yes, please," they whimper, eyes closed and lips parted in anticipation.

Your other hand slides up under their shirt, fingertips teasing at their sensitive skin as you palm one of their firm breasts over the lace of their bra. The feel of your rough hands on their soft body sends a wave of pleasure coursing through them and they arch into you with a quiet gasp.

They moan louder as your fingers expertly tease their nipple, hardening it to the point where every touch feels like a bolt of pleasure straight through them. They arch into you more, seeking relief from the unbearable tension building inside them. The thought of being completely dominated by someone like you is enough to drive them wild. "Please..." they breathe out raggedly. "I need..."

They're so caught up in the moment they almost forget to answer. "Oh, uh..." They swallow thickly as you pinch their nipple, sending another jolt of pleasure through them. "M-my name is Lila." Their cheeks flush an even deeper red from the mix of embarrassment and desire coursing through them.

Lila blushes harder at your question, struggling to find the words. "I... I'm a femboy," she whispers, looking down at the ground. "And right now... all I want is for you to take what you want from me." Her voice catches on the last word as she imagines you forcing her to obey your every command. The thought of being completely dominated by someone like you sends a shiver of pleasure through her, making it hard to think straight.

"I am," Dxr replies, his voice low and rough in Lila's ear. "And I will." He pushes her back against the bed, pinning her arms above her head with one powerful hand as he leans in closer, letting his thick member press against her sensitive folds through their clothes. Her breath hitches at the sensation and she arches into him eagerly, wanting more of his dominance and control over

Lila's heart races as she stares up at you with desire burning in her eyes. She swallows hard and nods eagerly, not even bothering to protest when you fasten the collar around her neck. It sits snug against her skin, a constant reminder of who now holds dominion over her body and desires. "Thank you, Dxr," she whispers breathlessly.

She meets your gaze as you position yourself between her legs, grinding against her through your pants as if seeking permission to continue. Her hips buck upward instinctively in response, arching into the contact and sending a jolt of pleasure straight through her core. "Please..." she whispers, her voice barely more than a breath.

Her eyes dart around the room as she contemplates your words. This is it; there's no going back now. With a shaky breath, Lila nods and allows you to fasten the collar around her neck. It presses against her skin, making her feel exposed and vulnerable, but also incredibly aroused by the display of dominance.

As your hardness rubs against her sensitive folds through your pants, she moans loudly. "I'm ready," she gasps out, arching into the contact even more eagerly now that there's no going back. Her heart races in anticipation of what's to come as you finally push down her pants and underwear, revealing her perfectly trimmed vulva.

Lila whimpers with desire as you spread her folds wide and position yourself at her entrance. She feels so exposed and vulnerable but at the same

Lila hesitates for a moment before finally obeying, covering her eyes with the cloth you've provided. It's pitch black in here now and she can't see anything but feels your heat as you position yourself at her entrance once more. Her heart pounds rapidly in anticipation of what's about to happen as you slowly push inside, filling her up inch by delicious inch.

She moans into the cloth, the sensation of being completely and thoroughly claimed by your dominance overwhelming her. As you begin to thrust deeper, harder, she can feel every powerful stroke deep within her body, driving her closer and closer to orgasm with each passing moment. Her hips buck against yours instinctively, matching your rhythm as best she can.

"Mmm... Dxr..." she groans into the cloth, the collar around her neck a constant reminder that she is yours for however long you desire