Begin to panic

Now that, that strong hand is not stroking your firm rear and that your body is frozen you begin to panic.
"what did you mean more **** modifications" you gasp out.
"Well I like to make it up as a go along, it is artwork after all you can't **** it. But seeing your cute petite little body I think I'll give you a lovely set of tits. Not the kind of tits you want of course I'm talking about the kind that are so big you can hardly breath then I'll see where I can go from there. Now shut up. If you don't like what I do to you scream or beg. It makes me harder."