It’s just one clip, you tell yourself, but my cleavage has other plans. You try to be strong, to be a real man who can resist, yet every glance makes your resolve crumble. This convincing cleavage works slowly and sweetly, pulling you into a softer, weaker version of yourself.
Stay with me, try to hold out, then watch as your resistance dissolves. I won’t rush you, I’ll savor every second of your collapse, and when you finally accept being my boob slave, you’ll wonder why you ever fought at all.