"So you think you can lie to me as well?"
"Wait no! I'm not ly-"
"Silence! You invade my kingdom, spy on my people, and insult me. I have ways of dealing with people like you."
She slowly approached you, standing at the opposite side of the room, eyes plastered to her breasts. They swayed slightly, from side to side, perfectly shaped. Her bosom hypnotized you, until it was too late. She stood directly in front of you, close enough so that you could smell her fragrant perfume. The beautiful woman bent over to study you more closely, and you snapped out of your stupor. Fear came rushing back in as her large hand came close to your much smaller body. To your surprise however, her hand gently started to brush your left cheek and she spoke, "Interesting. The spies that I catch are usually much larger than you, and they are much tougher looking as well, but you, you are small, young and soft. I will definitely enjoy you." And with one swift motion, the Queen tore your clothes off your now-prone body, and she bent over further, so that your head was wedged between each of her awesome breasts, and they began to press down on your shoulders. You bent down to your knees as her heavy breasts became to much for you to bear. "Are my breasts too heavy for you little man?" she mocked. Your voice was muffled between her breasts as you couldn't respond and you started to struggle, and she bent down further, until she was lying on top of you, with your head still wedged between her breasts. You were losing oxygen, and your lungs started to burn. Your thoughts grew hazy, and your movements slowed.
You tried to scream, but there was no air, and all you could do was weakly push against her large body, praying that she would show mercy soon. The Queen was obviously enjoying her dominance over you, as she started to fondle her massive breasts against you, not enough to harm you, but enough to start to press your body deeper into her awaiting cleavage. Her hands stopped at her nipples, and started to pinch and pull at them, making them hard and massively turning her on. She started to sink more and more onto your prone body, and you were close to losing consciousness, from the lack of oxygen, the heat and the pressure. After lying on top of you, enjoying the dominance over you, the Queen considered some other ways to entertain herself.
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