Media Impact Customs - Angelica Takes What She Wants CL

Media Impact Customs - Angelica Takes What She Wants CL

Angelica stepped out of her house, her eyes scanning the street for her crush. She spotted him on the sidewalk, looking down at something in his hand. As she approached him, she couldn't help but notice how small he appeared compared to her. Standing at 6'2", Angelica towered over most people, making them feel insignificant in her presence. "Hey there, little one," she said with a smirk, coming to a halt in front of him. He looked up at her, his eyes widening as he noticed the amused expression on her face. "What do you have there?" she asked, leaning down to get a closer look at whatever he had captured. "I-I think I caught the shrinking virus," he stammered, his voice barely audible. Angelica's heart leapt with excitement. "Really?" she asked, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Let me see." She reached out, her hand dwarfing his as she plucked the tiny man from his palm. He was only a few inches tall now, barely visible to the naked eye. Angelica held him up, comparing their heights once again. "Look at us now," she said, smirking down at him. Without warning, she scooped him up into her hands, marveling at how light he felt. She cradled him against her chest, feeling his heartbeat against her skin. For a moment, she was lost in the sensation of holding him so close. Carrying him into her house, she placed him down on her mat where she often did her workouts. Standing over him, she surveyed the sight before her: a tiny man, completely at her mercy. The thought was intoxicating. Kneeling down, she positioned herself so that his back was against her stomach. She then lowered herself onto his lap, her thighs engulfing him completely. She felt him tremble beneath her weight, and it only served to arouse her further. Slowly, she began to grind against him, her hips rolling back and forth in a sensual rhythm. His tiny form was pressed against her, his arms wrapped around her waist. His breath was hot against her skin, and she reveled in the power she held over him. Reaching down, she unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her black lace bra. She watched as his eyes widened in awe at the sight of her. Without warning, she leaned forward, pressing her breasts against his face. He gasped, his mouth opening as he inhaled her scent. Next, she stood up and stepped back, removing her pants. She watched as he watched her, his gaze traveling up and down her body. His eyes widened once more when he noticed the bulge in her boxers. Lowering herself onto his lap again, she positioned his face between her thighs. She watched as he took in the sight before him: her smooth skin, the faint scent of her arousal. "Feel free to explore," she whispered huskily. Slowly, he reached out, his tiny hands tracing along the contours of her body. She shivered at his touch, her fingers twitching with the urge to wrap around him and crush him. But she resisted, choosing instead to savor the sensation of being worshipped by this tiny creature. Finally, she stood up, wrapping her legs around him. She held him close, feeling his heartbeat against her skin. "You're never going to be a big man again," she whispered, a grin spreading across her face. Taking him by the hand, she led him into her bedroom. Laying him down on the bed, she crawled over him, pinning his shoulders to the mattress. His eyes widened with fear as he realized he was completely at her mercy. Kneeling over him, she pressed her body against his, feeling his warmth seeping through her panties. Reaching down, she grasped his tiny head and pulled it towards her breast, pressing it against her firm flesh. With that, she laid down beside him, wrapping her arms and legs around him. She held him tight, feeling his heart race against her own. And in that moment, she knew she had found the ultimate power trip.