You know what she wants.

“Something tells me I didn’t always look like this. I know you want me to know that but for some reason this just seems normal to me...” You start as you hold her hand on your dick so she can feel it throbbing the life, “... and you know what I do know?”

She tries to pull her hand away but you hold her steady by grabbing the back of her neck to keep her from getting away.

“I know you didn’t give yourself stretching skin and me a massive cunt buster for no reason. You. Want. This.” You squeeze her hand as your dick lurches. You can feel her hand shaking like she just realized the power shifted back into your favor despite the fact that she still held the phone. You see her jaw quiver as she tried to say something and failed. You watch her swallow nervously with a look of fear... no not fear. Longing, anticipation, Want in her eyes. She didn’t argue because she knew it was true.

The hand on her neck slowly slides down to her shoulder. You start pushing her to her knees. She resists at first until you squeeze her collar bone. She then wobbles before dropping to her knees, your column of flesh towering over her like an Idol of the old gods.

“You want it so badly. So hungry. So thirsty. You don’t just want it. You ache for it. You desire to be stretched out around it. Used by it. You want nothing more then a Hot. Heavy. Gut fucking.”

Once again she didn’t speak. She shook as she knew what was coming now. She could not lie that she had secretly wanted to get properly fucked for years, but not by some man. It had to be a woman with the proper equipment, but such a woman did not exist. Today, however, the means to make such a woman was just handed to her. She wasted no time in creating her dream lover but there was only one problem. She had no idea how much of a submissive she would be when the time came.