I love my little pets (Patreon)

I look down at you all—so small, so fragile. My little human pets. You scurry around, looking up at me in awe, and I can’t help but smile. There’s something so satisfying about being this big, this powerful, and knowing that you all depend on me completely.

You fit perfectly in my hands, like tiny toys. I could pick you up with the slightest effort, cradle you, and you’d have no choice but to go along with whatever I wanted. And I know you love it, too—the way you gaze up at me, wide-eyed, like you’ve never seen anything so magnificent. I’m your protector, your goddess, and you’re mine to control.

I adore how you move around my feet, so tiny compared to me, helpless without my care. But that’s exactly how I like it. I’ll give you everything you need, and in return, you’ll worship me, just as it should be.

Sometimes, though, I’ll let you do more than just worship me. When I’m in the mood, I’ll let you pleasure me—using your little hands, your tiny body, giving me everything I deserve. You’ll be gentle, careful, knowing how easy it would be for me to overpower you. But I’ll let you please me, and in return, you’ll know that you’ve served your purpose.

I enjoy watching you, knowing that your sole desire is to make me happy. To feel my strength, to be close to my power, to pleasure your goddess. Being this big, this dominant, isn’t just about control—it’s about knowing that I have you, my little humans, wrapped around my finger, ready to do whatever I want.