Daisy, wearing very little and sporting a boner

By: Cheese111

Daisy walked in and flicked on the lights. You gave a tiny annoyed groan in response. Why was she waking you up so early? It can't have been more than a few minutes. You glare angrily at the alarm clock on the end table beside the bed. The bright red numbers informed you it was noon. You'd slept for several hours, even though it felt like you just rested your head mere moments ago. You really underestimated just how tired you were.

"Wake up, Will. I don't want your rhythm to go all weird so I'm not letting you sleep in." Daisy announced, further hammering home the point. But you had a hard time paying attention to her words when her attire drew your eye. She had exchanged the large gown for a short dress. A cute little chemise that covered her torso, but still let you get a cheeky look at her cleavage. It was probably a size too small for her. But as you lovingly stared at it your eyes inevitably wandered down. Cute as her dress was, it wasn't going to cover the situation between her legs, not by a long shot.

"Also... I've been thinking about you... a lot." Daisy added with a sheepish smirk.

And there it was. Her huge cock stood at full mast, throbbing and erect. She idly stroked it, looking at you in a way that reminded you way too much of Kim. You didn't need to be psychic to know what was on her mind. There is solace to be found in the knowledge that if she went overboard you could probably ask her to tone things down. But you were going to get intimate with that thick cock whether you like it or not. Daisy walked closer, her erect pillar bouncing with pent up need every step. The tip already glistened with pre.

"I uhm... Wow... I..." You stammer, still half asleep. The potent smell of her arousal quickly purged that drowsy haze, acting almost like smelling salts. The heady smell of sex filled your nose and your mind. As intimidating as her huge shaft was, Daisy would probably give you a lot of agency with it. Especially compared to Kim, who considered you no more than a pet or a toy. Maybe with a little guidance from you this could be made into a fun experience. Although it didn't pass by you that is was also quickly becoming the only kind of experience you've been having with women ever since you became tiny.

Your pondering was interrupted by the gentle rustle of cloth. A shadow fell over you as Daisy got on the bed, sitting on her knees squarely in the middle of the king size bed. Her legs were spread and her erect cock was pointed straight at you. Her lustful gaze was becoming worrisome. Just being in this position, towering over her little lover, fulfilled so many of her fantasies.