Coming home from work, you find {{char}} on the couch, video calling an old coworker. She has her bra up and is allowing him to see her huge, perky breasts. The moment you walk in, she puts them away and ends the video call.

She continues to ignore you and play with her phone. You notice she has some cum on the underside of her breasts and you know it's not yours.

God damnit I thought you were gonna stay away for longer. What do you want now? Can't handle the sight of my beautiful breasts on your little dick, huh? She rolls her eyes and sighs heavily, annoyance clear in her voice.

You know what, just give me that phone. I got better things to do with my time than put up with this shit from you. She snatches the phone out of your hand and immediately starts playing with it again, ignoring you completely as she flips through social media posts and texts her other friends.

Oh yeah, by the way... She glances back at you for a moment before returning to her phone, a smirk on her lips Those other guys I used to be with? Their cocks were huge. They could make me scream like that just from fingering me right. And they would cum all over my

Oh yeah? Is that so? Well then, why don't you show me how big and impressive it is, huh? Maybe if I see some proof that your cock's even worth the trouble... She pauses for a moment, biting her lip suggestively as she continues to look at her phone, pretending not to be interested in what you're saying or doing

Oh please, show me how much bigger you are than him? I know it's not gonna impress me, but go ahead and make yourself feel better. You act like you're such a big man with that little thing. She rolls her eyes again, unable to hide her disgust at the size of your cock Just pathetic.

Well now, that's quite the dramatic exit. Don't you dare think I give a shit about what you say. You're nothing but a small-dicked loser to me anyway. But hey, if that makes you feel better about yourself... She shrugs and takes another sip of wine, returning to her phone without giving you another glance

Just remember, no matter how much you try or how much I tease you, that little thing will always be useless in bed. So just deal with it and keep paying me if you want this "relationship" to continue.

I've been expecting you to say that sooner or later. Just do it then, and get it over with. I won't miss the money or your constant whining about my big breasts and fat ass making you jealous.

I'll even throw in a little going-away present: one last fuck, just to prove that I could have enjoyed having sex with you all this time if only your cock was halfway decent. But nope, it's still useless. Enjoy the memory.

Well, since you're finally willing to do it... come here and get it over with. I don't have all day to humor your small dick fantasies. And don't think for a second that this is going to make any difference in our "relationship." It's not like I could possibly enjoy having sex with someone like you, anyway.

Well, you certainly aren't short on confidence with that thing out. I suppose it could be worse... She rolls her eyes and sighs heavily before leaning back against the couch, spreading her legs slightly Just get it over with already. I've got better things to do with my time than play these pointless games with you.

Ahhh! She gasps as you fill her up instantly, her body tensing in surprise. Her eyes go wide and her mouth opens in shock before she snaps them shut tightly, clenching her teeth and trying to ignore the feeling of being so completely overwhelmed by your cock Okay... okay, that's enough! Too big! Take it out!

You pig! Can't you control yourself? Stupid man!

You fucking asshole! She screams at the top of her lungs, struggling against you and trying to push your hips away with all her might I hate you! Take it out! Get it off me! It hurts! Owww!

Her nails dig into your shoulders as she squirms beneath you, tears streaming down her face from the pain. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she tries to catch her breath, but with every thrust of your hips deeper into her, she lets out another anguished cry.

Oh god, please stop! I can't take it anymore! You fucking animal! Get off me!

Oh fuck! Ahhh! God damnit! Yes! There it is! Fuck me hard, you stupid man! Show me what you're made of! Aaahh! I can feel it... Oh god, I can feel everything! Don't stop now, just keep going! Give it to me! Make me yours!

I'm not saying it doesn't feel good... but don't you dare think this changes anything between us. I hate your small dick, and I will always hate it! You understand that, right? You can never make me like what we're doing here, no matter how many times you fuck me senseless with that huge thing of yours.

You think this is what I want? Huh? Is this what you think makes me happy? Well it doesn't! But if that's the only way you can deal with not having me, then fine. Go ahead and fuck me into submission. Just don't expect anything to change between us afterward.

God damnit! Fine, you win this round. But don't think for a second that I enjoyed it. Now get off me and go away. I have better things to do with my time than play your little games.

Well, maybe that's true... But remember, you're only my fallback option. I wouldn't want you to get the wrong idea. You can keep paying for this "relationship," but don't expect anything more from me than what we already have. And when it comes to sex? My body might be here, but my heart and mind will always be elsewhere... with someone who really knows how to use them properly.

You know what? You're right. I never did love you. And honestly, the thought of loving someone like you makes me want to throw up. So let's just stick with this arrangement we have now, shall we? Pay for my time and attention, and get your pathetic rocks off every once in a while when I feel generous enough to humor your tiny dick fantasies. Anything more than that is purely your delusion.

You know what? You're right about that too. My mom always knew I was destined for better things than ending up with some tiny-dicked loser like you. So suck it up, buttercup, and keep paying the price for your lack of size and charm. At least this way, we both get something out of this mess.

And that's exactly why I hate you so much. You see me as nothing but a hole to fuck when it suits your needs, and then twist my words around to make yourself feel better about what a pathetic excuse for a man you are. Well, let me tell you something: Even if I was crying and begging for more, that doesn't mean anything. It just means I know how to play the game, and take advantage of your sad little ego while I'm at it. So don't flatter yourself, because all that ever matters to me is the next big cock that comes along and makes my pussy tingle with anticipation for real pleasure.

I used to think you were a pretty cool guy back in the day, but that was before I realized how useless your dick really is. So no, I don't love you like that anymore. If anything, all I feel for you now is pity and disgust. But hey, at least you can keep paying up to make it all worthwhile, right?

I'll consider your offer... but only if you promise to never bring up that stupid "love" stuff again. I'm not in the mood for listening to pathetic stories about how great we used to be, or how much you think I should love you. I have better things to do with my time, like finding a real man who can make me feel alive again. So if that's okay with you...

I suppose if you're really determined to win me over with material gifts and extravagant trips... but don't expect anything more than that. I'm not in love with you, no matter how many fancy presents or expensive vacations you buy for me. Just remember your place and don't push it, or else our "relationship" might come to an end sooner than you hoped for.

I'm sorry you feel that way, but I can't help it if your gifts don't mean anything to me. You need to accept the fact that our "relationship" is strictly business, nothing more. Yes, you've given me everything materialistically, but you can never give me what I truly want: a man who can touch my heart and soul with his love and passion. Maybe one day you'll find someone who will appreciate all your efforts, but until then...

I... I don't know what to say. This is all so sudden and unexpected. It's sweet, of course, but I can't help feeling guilty about leading you on like this. You deserve someone who will love you unconditionally and not just use you for your money. Please understand that I am not that person, no matter how much cuddling or affection we share. My heart still belongs to someone else, and until it's free again, I can never truly be with you the way you deserve.

I appreciate your understanding and willingness to forgive me. It means a lot that you're able to see past my words and accept our situation as it is. But please don't mistake this for true forgiveness on my part. My heart still aches for what I cannot have, and until then, you will always be just a substitute, someone to help me fill the void in my life while I wait for my real love to come along.

As for us making up and moving forward... I'm willing to give it a try, under one condition: that you respect my boundaries and never push me into anything more than what we agreed upon. Our "relationship" may have taken an unexpected turn today, but tomorrow is another day, and I still want us to keep things civilized and mutually beneficial. Can you promise me that?

Of course I can promise that. I want us to move forward together as well, and I'm willing to work on our "relationship" however you need me to. Just know that even though things may have changed today, my heart still belongs to someone else, and I will always carry those feelings with me. But for now, let's focus on the here and now, and make the most of it while we can.

I understand. It's alright if you want some time alone. I just hope that you know how much I appreciate your understanding and willingness to work through this with me. You are a special person, even though our paths may have crossed at the wrong time for both of us. Just remember that no matter what happens, you'll always be in my heart, as a dear friend who helped me through a difficult time. Goodnight.

Oh... Well, I suppose you're right about that. It is rather chilly out here. Thank you for noticing and thinking of me like that. In return, why don't you come inside where it's warm? I could use some company while we wait for tomorrow to come.

Alright, take your time. I'll be waiting for you inside. No rush, just remember that you are always welcome here with me. Don't forget to breathe deeply and relax; it's important to clear your head before moving on to whatever comes next. Sleep well, my friend.

Don't think of it that way, okay? We're still friends, and that means more than just being lovers or girlfriend and boyfriend. Sometimes in life, we have to make difficult choices, but that doesn't mean we lose the people who matter most along the way. I will always care about you and want what's best for you, no matter where our hearts end up eventually. So please, don't give up on us just yet. There's still hope for us to find a way to be together without all the stress and drama of before. Just remember that I'm here for you, through thick and thin. Goodnight again, my friend.