She knows you want to watch

I sat frozen in your office chair, heart hammering as the Algorithm’s history filled the screen. You’d been so careful, but you forgot to clear the sessions. Page after page of customized porn where your tiny penis was the reason I needed bigger, better cock. The app had taken your micropenis stats—1.4 inches, thin as a finger, those tiny balls that barely produced a teaspoon of cum—and spun endless cuckold fantasies just for you. One thread had me riding a massive bull while you watched from the corner, your little dick twitching uselessly in its cage. Another had me describing in graphic detail how his thick cock stretched me in ways your pathetic nub never could.

My pussy was throbbing so hard I had to squeeze my thighs together. I read every word, my fingers slipping under my skirt to circle my swollen clit. “You want this, don’t you?” I whispered to the empty room. “You want me to cuck you with that sad little dicklet.” The thought made me drip. I grabbed the thick black dildo I’d hidden in the drawer—ten inches long, twice the girth of your micropenis even when you were at your hardest—and shoved it deep into my soaked cunt right there at your desk.I fucked myself slow and deep, moaning as I kept reading. The Algorithm had captured you perfectly: your fantasy of me laughing at your tiny package while a real man claimed me.

I imagined it so vividly my walls clenched around the massive toy. When you finally walked in I was still on the chair, legs spread wide, the huge dildo buried to the hilt inside me.“Look what I found,” I purred, voice dripping with lust. I didn’t stop fucking myself. The wet, obscene sounds filled the room as I pumped the dildo in and out. “Your Algorithm history. All those sessions where you told it how small your cock is and how much you wanted me to get fucked by someone who could actually satisfy me.”You stared, cock already straining in your pants—though I knew it was barely making a bulge. I laughed softly and pulled the dildo out with a wet pop, holding it up so you could see how it glistened. “Twice the size of your little micropenis, baby. Look at it. Thick. Long. Veiny.

Everything your tiny dicklet isn’t.” I slid it back in slowly, moaning loud enough for the neighbors to hear. “Mmm, fuck… imagine this is his cock. A real man’s cock. He’d stretch me open so wide you’d see my belly bulge every time he thrust.”I locked eyes with you, fingers working my clit while I described every filthy detail. “He’d make me scream in ways your sad little nub could never manage. I’d be on all fours, ass up, while he pounded me so deep his balls would slap against my clit. You’d sit right there in that chair, your pathetic 1.4-inch dick twitching in its tiny cage, leaking all over your thighs because you’re so fucking turned on watching your wife get ruined.”

My hips bucked as I fucked the dildo faster. “You’d watch him cum inside me—thick ropes of real cum, not that watery dribble your grape-sized balls manage. Then you’d crawl over and clean it up with your tongue while I stroked your micro-dick with two fingers and told you how useless it is. Would you like that, cucky? Would you like tasting a real man’s load while your tiny cock stays locked and denied?”

I was close, pussy fluttering around the massive toy. I made you drop your pants right there so I could see your little dick—already dripping, head purple and ****. “Look at it. So small. So fucking cute and worthless.” I laughed breathlessly and kept describing the scene. “He’d fuck me for hours while you edge that pathetic clit. Then when he’s done, I’d make you watch me cum again on his cock before I finally let you lick me clean. Your only job—cleanup boy for a wife who needs big dick.”I came hard, screaming, thighs shaking as the dildo stretched me to the limit. When the orgasm crashed over me I kept talking through it, voice raw.

“This is what you want, isn’t it? The Algorithm knew it before I did. Say it. Tell me you want to be my cuckold while I get fucked by cocks twice the size of your worthless micropenis.”You broke, nodding frantically, your tiny dick spurting hands-free onto the floor just from my words. I laughed triumphantly and pulled the dildo out, shoving it into your mouth so you could taste my juices.

“Good boy. Tomorrow I’m ordering a bigger one—and finding a real bull. The Algorithm started this… and I’m going to finish it by turning you into the perfect little cuck.”I kept you on your knees for the rest of the night, describing every future date, every thick cock I’d take, while I rode the dildo again and again and made you watch your tiny, useless dick twitch in denial