The neon glow of the city painted a electric backdrop as a lone figure, their face obscured by shadows, stumbled into an alleyway. A hiss of dark magic filled the air as a portal shimmered into existence revealing a exotic futa with a mesmerizing gaze. Her presence was a invitation a promise of forbidden delights as she beckoned with a sly grin. The air crackled with anticipation as a powerful figure appeared, his hulking frame contrasting sharply with the her alluring form. A feeling of unease ran down the figure's spine. The futa's gaze intensified as she reached out to him. He was trapped as her touch sent a jolt of ecstasy through him. The scene shifted to a private chamber where the futa took control. Her primal urges were laid bare a testament to her power. The air grew heavy with tension as she prepared for the next act. Her movements were provocative as she teased and tormented. The micro cock was unveiled for her pleasure a mere toy in her skilled hands. He was controlled as her gaze lingered on his vulnerability. Her caress grew firmer as she explored every inch of his tiny shaft. He was a willing captive to her whims. The arousal peaked as she brought him to the brink. His tiny dick was no match for her insatiable hunger. The climax was overwhelming leaving him drained and content. A sense of peace washed over him. The futa, her smile still wicked, surveyed her conquest. Another soul claimed by the allure of rule 34.