Media Impact Customs - Sahrye Will Take Care of You Now CL

Media Impact Customs - Sahrye Will Take Care of You Now CL

As I shrank down to a tiny size, I heard the thundering footsteps of my wife, Sahrye, echoing through the room. She had no idea what happened to me, but she was determined to find me and take care of me. My heart raced as she entered the room, her enormous figure towering over me. She knelt down gently, scooping me up in her massive hand and bringing me close to her warm, soft lips. "Shhhh... it's okay, Sahrye's here," she cooed, cradling me lovingly against her chest. "You're safe now." Her words were comforting, but the reality of our situation was still daunting. I was completely at her mercy, and she could do anything she wanted with me. But she didn't seem intent on causing harm; instead, she promised to be a gentle giantess and protect me from any harm that might come my way. Sahrye's giantess persona was taking over, and she started to play with me in ways that would have been unimaginable before. She brought her face close to mine, their differences in size making me feel both protected and incredibly vulnerable. Her breath was warm against my skin as she gave me a series of gentle kisses, each one more electrifying than the last. As she continued to play with me, Sahrye's actions became more daring. She licked me like a lollypop, her tongue swirling around me in circles that made my head spin. Then, she started to rub me against her belly and her bikini top, teasing me with the promise of further pleasures to come. Eventually, she set me down on the floor, her eyes filled with mischief as she told me she was going to put on a show just for me. She flexed and posed like a bodybuilder, her muscles rippling under her skin as she showed off her newfound strength. The sight of her was mesmerizing, and I couldn't help but find myself aroused by the display of power. Sahrye encouraged me to pleasure myself to her giant form, promising that she would never let anyone hurt me again. As I masturbated, she continued to flex and pose, imagining herself stomping through a city with me in her belly button. The thought of being so close to such raw power was both exhilarating and terrifying, but I couldn't deny the thrill it gave me. Finally, Sahrye asked if I would want her to get even bigger. She talked about how much more she could grow, how she would be able to stomp through buildings with ease, and how she wanted to keep me safe inside her belly button. Her words were intoxicating, and before I knew it, I exploded in a wave of pure pleasure. As I caught my breath, Sahrye scooped me up once more, kissing me tenderly. "You're my little guy now," she whispered, her voice filled with love and affection. "No one is going to hurt you ever again." With that, she carried me back to safety, placing me gently in her belly button where she promised to keep me safe until she found a way to grow even bigger. The thought of spending all my time with Sahrye, cocooned in her warmth and protected by her strength, was more than enough to make me feel content.