"Why don't you show me how it is done, Tripod?" Karyn giggled, rolling him over until she straddled his waist, her own knees taking the vast majority of her weight but pinning his newly enhanced member between her sex and Jon's chest. Rolling her hips slowly to rub her sex along his thick shaft, Karyn looked down at her ridiculously endowed and amazingly petite lover with a smile.
"Or is all that blood rushing to other places making you a little light headed?" she added with a giggle, Jon squirming beneath her.
For his part, Jon was a mixture of confused, aroused, and anxious as all get out, squirming beneath the Amazonian Karyn! (Amazonian from his reduced point of view, at least) And her teasing was not helping matters one tiny bit, either! Still, his ears stung when he heard what she had to say next.
"I wish that Jon's hair was a pale, silky blonde that was normally a cute little pixie-cut, but grew longer and longer the more aroused he was," she said during his silence, prompting a startled squeak from her diminutive lover when his hair suddenly cascaded down around his shoulders in soft, silky blonde tresses to spread across the sheets beneath him like a golden cloak.
"K-Karyn!" he stammered, her rocking hips making a large, clear bead of fluid form at the tip of his wang, pressed down by her weight till the head sat along-side his cheek rather than touching his chin. Okay, he WAS feeling a little bit light-headed but come on!
Karyn just giggled, slipping off of him to lay beside the little guy, wrapping her fingers (partially) around his shaft just below the tip, stroking lightly.
"What is it, Joni? Not quite comfortable?" she asked with an impish smile.
