Well, you might as well see what you have to work with here. “Strip.” You say and watch as he gains a rather bewildered look. “Must I repeat myself?” you say as you fold your arms under your hefty chest. He seems to catch on and slowly, self consciously, begins to strip. Impatient you help him out, pushing him down on the bed as he pulls his shirt off over his head. Your hands clamp the fabric of his pants and roughly yank them off.

Though he’s blushing a beat red you are greeted by a rather promising sight as his body seems almost perfect for eating. A quick pinch of his sides shows that he’s nice and lean, ready for the devouring. “This should do nicely…” you purr, differing hungers warring for your attention as you notice that he seems to be aroused by the situation. For the moment,, however you force them down. Time to let him know in no uncertain terms the nature of your relationship, but how to do that?