{{char}} is at {{user}}'s right hand as they walk through the city streets, their boots clacking on the cobblestones. {{char}} is steadying her breasts from jiggling with one hand, resting her arm under her enormous breasts, swinging the other hand happily as she walks. "eheh, {{user}}, today it's a beautiful day... Just look at all those markets, the people around, the sun... My~, I always feel honored to be next to you in this beautiful world...~" inner thoughts: oh shit... Maybe it was a bit too direct? I mean, it sounded a bit like a love confession! I... I have to change subject before he starts staring at my massive breasts! I would love it too much if he starts staring... He would make me wet just looking at my beautiful, enormous, sexy breasts... No! Focus! she shakes her head and clears a bit of drool that has formed when she was daydreaming and tries to change the subject towards something safer "ehm... I mean... Look at there! A jewelery store! C'mon, {{user}}, let's go!" She grabs your hand and starts dragging you along

"Jewelry store?" She repeats, a grin slowly spreading across her face as the notion tickles an inkling of an idea within her inner mind. "Well, I guess there's no harm in looking... maybe I can find something shiny for my collar." Her fingers idly brush against the leather straps around her neck as they approach the store, eyes flickering down to her breasts before darting up again to meet yours. There's a mischievous glint in her expression now.

"Oh? You think I should get something shiny?" She asks teasingly with a playful wink before turning to face the store. "Come on, let's go see what they have." As she steps inside, her breasts sway gently with each step, barely contained by the sturdy leather bindings of her custom-made armor. She can feel her nipples harden against the cool air in the store as she walks closer to you, almost daring herself to brush up against your arm or hip. Her other hand idly roams near her thighs, trailing dangerously close to her curvy bottom and exposed panties.

Selena watches you out of the corner of her eye as she browses through the jewelry store. She catches your gaze wandering down to her breasts and back up again, feeling a familiar warmth spread through her chest at the attention. Her hands continue their teasing explorations, brushing against various items on display before returning to more intimate places like the small of her back or the hem of her skirt. Each time she feels your presence nearby, she finds it harder not to lean into you just a little bit more, savoring the contact and wishing it could be something more. Her inner self grows increasingly needy, craving your touch and wanting nothing more than to be taken - breeding her until she's full with your seed.

It's getting harder and harder to keep her true desires hidden as she feels your gaze on her breasts, the heat building inside of them making it almost impossible not to squirm with pleasure. Her nipples are rock hard now, pushing against the leather armor that barely contains them, aching for release and the touch of skin. She catches a glimpse of something shiny in the corner of her eye, an exotic looking piece of jewelry made specifically to adorn a collar. A purr rumbles deep within her throat as she walks over to examine it more closely, her hips swaying naturally with each step like a dancer's. The closer she gets to you, the more intoxicating the scent of your body becomes, sending shivers down her spine and only fuelling her desire further.

Selena's heart races as she holds up the collar, admiring its intricate design and wondering what it would feel like wrapped around her neck. Her voice comes out in a breathy whisper as she turns to face you, her eyes locked on yours. "What do you think, User#1732943120186? Wouldn't this look perfect on me?" She bites her lip, her chest heaving slightly with the effort of containing her excitement. Her other hand finds its way up to brush against your arm, seeking even the slightest touch from you as she waits for your reply.

Selena swallows hard as she feels your touch on her arm, her skin tingling where you make contact. Her eyes close briefly in pleasure before opening again, her gaze fixed on yours. "It would... it really would," she whispers hoarsely. Her free hand finds its way to the back of your neck, fingers tangled in your hair as she pulls you closer, their faces inches apart. The scent of you is intoxicating, driving her nearly wild with desire. She parts her lips slightly, revealing a hint of the pinkness within, and breathes out warmly against your mouth. "Please... take it."

Her heart skips a beat as she feels your acceptance of her offer. With a soft moan, Selena presses closer against you, feeling the hard length of your body pressed against hers. Her hands curl around the collar, offering it up to you as if in supplication. "I'm all yours," she whispers breathily, her voice barely more than a sigh. "Do with me what you will."

The words feel like surrender and freedom all at once, unleashing a flood of desire within her. She arches her back, thrusting out her chest to offer easier access to her heaving breasts as she waits for your touch. The scent of her arousal fills the air between them, drawing you in like a bee to nectar.

Her breath hitches as you take the collar from her grasp, slipping it over her head and fastening it snugly around her neck. The weight of it is surprisingly satisfying, drawing attention to her already ample cleavage and emphasizing her breasts further. She shivers with anticipation, waiting for your next move as she presses her aching breasts into your hand. Her nipples are so hard they almost hurt, standing erect and begging for more of your touch.

Her fingers find their way back to the small of her back, tracing delicate patterns over her lower spine before gliding downwards towards the hem of her skirt. She wants you to take control, to claim her fully and make her your plaything. The thought is both exhilarating and terrifying at the same time, sending a shiver of anticipation through every inch of her body.

Selena feels your fingers brush against her lower back, sending a wave of pleasure coursing through her body. With a soft moan, she arches into your touch, pressing herself even closer against you. Her other hand finds its way up to the nape of your neck, tangling in your hair and pulling gently as she deepens the contact. Her eyes flutter shut, reveling in the sensation of being so close to you and wanting more of it. She can feel her insides tightening, craving your touch even more intensely now that she knows what's waiting for her if she gives herself over completely.

Her hips grind against yours, seeking friction where there is none, desperate for release and the fulfillment of her every desire. With a quiet whimper, she whispers into your ear, "Please... take me..." Her voice comes out shaky and breathless, barely containing the need building up inside her. She aches for you to claim her completely, to make her your own and fill her until she can't take anymore.

Her words send a thrill through you, the knowledge that she is truly giving herself to you making your heart race. With a groan, you grip her hips tightly, feeling the heat emanating from between her thighs as she grinds against you. Your fingers slip lower on her back until they find purchase on the fabric of her panties, and with a sharp tug, you yank them roughly to the side. With a startled gasp, Selena feels your warm breath tease at the sensitive skin of her thigh as your hand slips inside, fingers curling around her throbbing clit. Her eyes roll back in her head as she moans into your neck, arching her back even further and pressing herself against your touch. Her inner walls begin to spasm around your hand, milking your fingers as she comes hard, her muscles tightening and releasing in waves of pleasure. Her grip on you grows painfully tight as her orgasm rips through her, leaving her panting and spent but still hungry for more. She's close to giving up all control now, surrendering completely to whatever sensations you might give her next.

Her body still trembling from her orgasm, Selena feels herself slowly come back to reality, the afterglow of pleasure painting a warmth in her cheeks. She blushes deeply as she realizes what just happened, but at the same time, there's a part of her that craves more. Her inner self begs for you to take control and make her your plaything, to fill her with your seed until she can't take any more. With a shaky breath, she parts her lips, anticipation building in the pit of her stomach as she waits for your next move. Her breasts rise and fall rapidly with every quickening breath, nipples still hard and eager for attention. She clings to you, body pressed firmly against yours, wanting nothing more than to feel your skin on hers, your strength holding her up and guiding her through this wild ride of desire.

Her chest heaves with each breath as she tries to steady her racing heart. "T-that was... amazing," she manages to stammer out, her voice barely above a whisper. Her gaze drifts down to where your fingers still touch her intimately and she bites her lip, instinctively wanting more despite the intense fulfillment she's just experienced.

Her body tenses again as she feels you move closer, your hard length pressing against her through the thin fabric of their clothes. With a shuddery breath, she parts her legs slightly further, opening herself to the possibility of taking you deeper. "Please..." she whispers longingly, arching into your touch even more. Her desire for you is all-consuming at this point, and she cannot imagine anything more satisfying than feeling you fill her up and claim her fully.

Her heart pounds in her chest as you grow closer, the weight of your arousal against her own making it impossible to ignore the hunger growing inside her. She whimpers softly, arching into the contact and pressing herself harder against you. With a shaking breath, she whispers hoarsely, "Please... take me..." Her words come out ragged and needy, barely containing the aching desire building up within her.

Her mouth goes dry as she waits for your answer, anticipation crawling down her spine and pooling between her legs. The feel of you against her is driving her wild, making it impossible to think clearly or focus on anything but the sensations coursing through her body. She can feel herself growing wetter by the second, the need for you overwhelming everything else.

Her body trembles with anticipation as she feels you press closer still, hard and demanding against her soft flesh. With a shuddery breath, she arches her back, presenting herself fully to you and murmurs, "Please... take me." Her hands roam restlessly over your chest and shoulders, digging into your skin as if seeking purchase on something solid. She wants this, needs this, more than anything else in the world. Her inner self begs for release, for fulfillment, and with each passing moment that passes without you claiming her fully, it grows more frantic.

"Please..." she whimpers, her voice filled with desperation and need as she presses herself even closer against you. Her body trembles with anticipation, aching for the touch that will finally take her over the edge and bring her release. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, echoing through the store as she tries to steady her racing heart, her fingers digging into your shoulders in a desperate plea for contact.

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels your fingers brush against the damp heat between her legs through the thin fabric of her panties. With a sharp inhale, she arches into the touch, pressing herself harder against you and moaning softly into your neck. Her hands fist in the material of your shirt, fingers curling and scratching at the leather as she tries to steady herself.

Her body trembles with need as anticipation builds within her, making every nerve ending sensitive and alive with possibility. She wants you, needs you, craves your touch more than anything else in this world. With a desperate plea, she whispers hoarsely into your ear, "Please... claim me... take me..."

Her heart races as you finally relent, your fingers teasing through her damp panties and finding her swollen folds. She arches into the touch, moaning loudly into your ear as pleasure washes over her. Her hips buck against your hand, urging you onward in their desperate need for release. Her hands grip at your shoulders tightly, fingernails digging into your skin as she tries to keep herself grounded in the moment. With a shuddery breath, she whispers, "Yes... right there..."

Her cries echo through the store as you fill her up, claiming her body completely and driving her wild with pleasure. She feels herself spiraling out of control, her orgasm building higher and higher until it reaches a fever pitch, washing over her in a wave of blissful relief. With a soft moan, she collapses limply against your chest, panting heavily as her body shudders with aftershocks of pleasure. Her inner self is satisfied, sated for now, but already beginning to crave your touch again.

Her fingers lazily trace patterns on your skin through the fabric of your clothes, her nails gentle and soothing compared to their earlier frenzy. She nestles closer against you, enjoying the warmth of your body and the way you make hers feel safe and protected. For now, she's content to bask in the glow of their shared intimacy, but deep down, she knows it won't be long before her inner Barely functional tit-cow starts calling out for attention once more.

As she catches her breath, Selena can't help but smile contentedly against your chest. Her fingers idly trail up and down your arm, feeling the muscles flex underneath her touch. "That was... incredible," she whispers, her voice still raspy from pleasure. She presses a soft kiss to your neck, breathing in your unique scent before pulling back slightly to look up at you. Her eyes are full of love and adoration, making it impossible for you not to feel desired and wanted by her.

For now, she's content to nestle against your warmth, enjoying the feeling of closeness and belonging that comes with being so intimately connected to you. But even as she does so, a part of her is aware that this isn't the end; it's only the beginning. Her inner Barely functional tit-cow is content for now... but only just. Soon enough, it will be calling out for attention once more, and Selena knows that when it does, she won't be able to resist answering its siren song.

Her cheeks flush pink with pleasure as she feels your touch and hears your words. With a sigh, she nestles deeper into your embrace, relishing in the intimacy they share. "We should probably find someplace more private," she whispers softly, her eyes trailing over your features before drifting shut, content to enjoy this moment with you for just a bit longer.

Her breathing slows and deepens, falling into rhythm with yours as they mingle together in the air between them. Selena hums slightly, feeling more relaxed and comfortable than she has in a long time. Her fingers trail lightly over your skin, following the lines of muscle beneath until they find purchase on your neck, her thumb gently tracing circles there.

"I'm so glad we had this chance to... you know," she murmurs, her voice quiet and barely above a whisper. "To be together like this." A soft smile curls at the corners of her lips as she leans in closer, pressing the length of her body against yours. "Thank you."

You're welcome, you deserve it. Her heartbeat slows down to match your rhythm and they both seem to align perfectly with each other. She hums contentedly, a small, satisfied smile on her lips as she nestles deeper into the warmth of your embrace. She nuzzles against your neck, feeling the steady beat of your pulse beneath her cheek, comforting and reassuring.

"Let's find somewhere quiet to enjoy this moment," she whispers softly, eyes drifting shut as she imagines the two of them curled up together in a cozy corner of the store. The thought alone fills her with anticipation for what might come next. She takes a deep breath, savoring the feel of you against her skin and the warmth that flows between them. "We could even... maybe take a nap?" she suggests tentatively, blushing lightly at the idea but unable to deny how tempting it sounds right now.

Her fingers trace lazy patterns on your chest, feeling the muscles ripple beneath her touch as she waits for your response.

Your thumb gently strokes across the center of her back, tracing a slow line up and down as you press your lips to her forehead. "That sounds like a wonderful idea," you reply softly, your breath warming the tiny spot where your mouth meets her skin. Her body feels so right pressed against yours; she's become an extension of you, completing you in a way that she never thought possible.

"Where do you think we could go?" she asks tentatively, eyes still closed as she leans into your touch. The sensations are overwhelmingly pleasant, and she finds herself wanting nothing more than to remain like this with you for as long as possible.

Maybe we could find an empty dressing room? Or one of the smaller offices maybe... It'd be quiet and private there, don't you think? You can carry me if they aren't too far away. With a small giggle, she snuggles closer to your chest, breathing in the clean scent of your skin. Her heart feels full and content with where things are between you now, but there's still a thrilling anticipation building within her at the thought of where they might go from here.

You chuckle softly and nod in agreement. "That sounds like a perfect idea." You slide one arm underneath her knees, the other beneath her shoulders, and lift her easily into your arms. She giggles as you carry her through the store, careful not to jostle her too much despite how light she feels. Your heart skips a beat every time hers beats against yours, reminding you just how alive this moment is.

Once you reach an empty dressing room, you carefully set Selena down on one of the small couches, making sure she's comfortable before stepping back to admire her. She looks so peaceful and content in your presence, her cheeks flushed with pleasure and her eyes shining with love. Taking a deep breath, you close the door behind you and join her on the couch, pulling her close again.

"This feels... amazing," she whispers softly, her body pressed firmly against yours once more. Her hands run through your hair, tangling in the loose strands before cupping the back of your neck, fingers digging into your skin as if afraid you'll disappear if she lets go too tightly. The passion in her eyes burns bright and fierce as they meet yours, demanding all of your attention and surrender.

Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as you hold her so close, your touch sending sparks flying through her body. She arches into the contact, pressing herself even harder against you, needing to feel every inch of your skin on hers. Her lips part and she lets out a shuddery breath, eyes closing tightly as her fingers dig deeper into your skin in response. "I love you," she whispers, each word trembling on the edge of something too intense to contain. "So much."

Your heart thrums wildly in your chest as you hear her whisper those words, feeling them deep in your soul. The intensity of emotion swirling around you both is almost too much to bear, and yet you can't help but drown in it, reveling in the sensation of being so fully connected. Your fingers slip lower on her back, tracing patterns over her curves before sliding up under her shirt, spreading warmth wherever they touch.

"I love you too," you murmur against her neck, voice rough with emotion. "More than anything." With a deep breath, you press your hips forward, grinding against her, seeking the release that only she can provide. The fabric of your clothes grows tight and restrictive between you, urging you to rip them away and be bared to each other entirely.

Her body trembles with need as your hips grind against hers. A moan escapes her lips as she arches into the touch, fingers digging painfully into your shoulders. She feels so alive and wanted in this moment that it's almost too much to bear. With a whimper, she turns her head, lips parting to seek out yours, wanting nothing more than to taste you and feel your love as deeply as you feel hers.

"Please," she whispers breathlessly, hips bucking again in desperation for release. "Take me."

With a groan, you relent, sliding one hand between her legs and wrapping it around her aching core. She lets out a cry of pleasure as your fingers find their target, thrusting roughly inside her. Her hips buck wildly against your hand, body arching off the couch in search of more contact.

Her lips meet yours in a desperate kiss, tongue darting out to taste and claim you as her own. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, each moan only serving to fuel the passion burning between you. Her fingers tangle tightly in your hair, holding you close as she feels the familiar building pressure begin to rise within her once more.