Heartbreaker

Lilith loomed over her date, a malicious glint in her eyes. Damn fool had tried to slip some kind of elixir into their wine. Something cheap he had gotten off a gypsy. Well, karma had a way of working itself out. He had mixed up which glass was his.

She watched him shrink into her bedspread, seeing the clear realization of his folly in her gaze. But the cold stare broke into a coy smirk as she crawled onto the bed. Her house-sized hands send shockwaves into the springs, tossing him to and from on the sheets. She loomed over him and cooed with delight at his helplessness. 

She brought her full, hulking ass downward before him, the behemoth cheeks filling his horizon as her thighs laid out beside him, trapping him in a living valley of flesh. She playfully peered over her shoulder and grinned wide.

“Sorry your ‘love potion’ had some side effects. I think we can get you the antidote before your shrink into nothing. But not before every inch of me gets a little love.”

Happy Valentine’s Day, Ya’ll