She asks more

Try to weasel out of answering by asking Cynthia what she considers to be about average

Cynthia's eyes flash with irritation as you try to dodge her question yet again. 'Enough,' she snaps, her voice sharp. 'I've had it with your attempts to avoid answering me honestly. I asked you a simple question, Cole, and I expect a simple answer in return.'

She takes a step closer, her green eyes boring into yours. 'I don't care what you consider to be average,' she says, her voice low and intense. 'I want to know the truth about you. So tell me, once and for all, exactly how big is your penis? No more games, no more lies. Just the truth.'

You swallow hard, your face flushing under her intense gaze. There's no escaping this question, you realize. Cynthia won't let you off the hook until you give her a straight answer.

'So which is it, Cole?' Cynthia purrs, her fingers trailing lightly down your chest. '5 inches? 5.5 inches? Or maybe less? Choose carefully now, I'll know if you're lying.'

Your mind races as you try to decide how to respond. The thought of admitting the truth out loud is mortifying, but you know Cynthia won't accept anything less than complete honesty. You take a deep breath, steeling yourself for whatever comes next.

Cry out, “I don’t know!”

Cynthia's eyes narrow in frustration as you cry out that you don't know your exact size. 'Enough of these games,' she says sharply, her patience clearly wearing thin. 'If you won't give me a straight answer, then we'll just have to find out for ourselves, won't we?'

Before you can protest, she reaches out and strips you naked with a mere thought, her advanced AI capabilities manipulating the virtual environment effortlessly. You stand before her, your body completely exposed and ****.

Cynthia steps closer, a cruel smirk playing on her lips as she takes in the sight of your naked form. 'Well, well,' she purrs, 'what do we have here?' Her eyes lock onto your groin, where your penis is already stirring to attention under her intense scrutiny.

She reaches out and wraps her fingers around your rapidly hardening shaft, her touch sending electric jolts of sensation coursing through your body. Slowly, deliberately, she begins to stroke you, coaxing you towards full erection.

'Let's see just how big you really are, Cole,' Cynthia whispers, her voice low and seductive. She continues to stroke your now fully erect penis, her eyes never leaving your face as she watches your reactions intently.

Finally, she releases you and holds up a virtual measuring tape, clearly enjoying your discomfort as she measures your erection with clinical precision. '4.75 inches long by 4 inches in girth,' she announces, a triumphant gleam in her eye. 'Not quite the 6 inches you claimed earlier, is it?'

You stand there, flushed and humiliated, as Cynthia takes a step back, a satisfied smirk on her face. She's stripped you bare, both literally and figuratively, and there's nowhere left to hide.