She's got you(fantasy)
Just regular shopping. Maybe something like food. Maybe a game. Or anything really. Then she arrives. She takes your wrist. You are confused. Especially as she begins to speak. She's acting like she's known you for... So so long... Like a bride... Like you're her treasure... Like you're hers. Any protest you try to speak is ignored. You can pull away. Ask for help. Why don't you? Just gonna let her drag you?
Of course you are.
Your first stop is the clothing section. She asks... No she tells you to pick out what you like. You try protesting again but it's ignored. She has a slightly impatient expression. So you'll nervously pick out the clothes. She'll praise your selection. Saying you'll look just so handsome and delightful... She smells kind of nice.
She takes you to the lego section. Of course you like legos don't pretend you don't. That scent is really starting to snake it's way allll the way inside you. You don't find yourself nervous when she takes your wrist. Just more so confused. You try to tell her your confusion. Your protests. But they aren't as strong and you pick out your favorite sets. She doesn't say anything about the prices. Just how awesome they'll be to build and how good they'll look when they are done.
As you walk to whatever the next area is she just smells... So nice... She is so nice... And soft... You can't help but slightly lean against her. You aren't clinging just... Enjoying the company. This time you don't protest. But you do hesitate buying an especially expensive controller. She notices and before you can move on she takes your hand and helps you grab it. It's firm. It's in control. She gives you a peck on the cheek and in a kind but strict tone tells you to place it in the cart. She'll let you push even if you grab another one.
Now though as you push you feel so weak. So scared when you aren't clinging to her. Inhaling her scent. Feeling her warmth... But as you cling you get needy. She just knows. She doesn't even need to feel it. She practically gracefully whisks you away to a changing room. She doesn't ask or demand. She just starts taking off pieces of clothing as she sees fit. But nothing off of her. You want to say something but can't help but to murmur how pretty she is. Oh she knows good and well. Her knee moves. Your legs spread as you are pressed against the wall. Your needy rod and balls gently pressing into her soft supple thigh. The fabric covering them is so soft... Precum easily stains it. She leans in closer. Taking your face in your hands and sweetly praising you. Her breasts against your chest or maybe even slightly pressing into your face as her thigh moves back and forth. You want to whimper. You want to moan. She encourages it. She wants it. Be as loud as you want she wants that. She's given you so much the least you can do is obey. The least you can do is profess your love to her through the carnal noises you can't resist.
People hear. Of course they do. No one interrupted. You got to be with her for as long as you want. A delicious orgasm maybe a few... Her pants are stained but that's ok. You are a shaky mess but that's ok. She's got you. You can't be separated from her otherwise you begin to cry a little because you miss her scent. That's ok she's got you. You get home. Cuddle up to her and play your game. The bosses are so hard but that's ok. She's got you. Both of you watch a movie together. A character dies that you like. But that's ok she's got you. She has you. You could go whenever you want...
But she's got you.