You thought you had control over the dream, that with your powers, you could shape and steer her unconscious mind to your will. Yet, as the dreamscape shifted and warped around you, it became clear Isabelle’s subconscious had a will of its own—and it wasn’t letting you take the reins.

The giant secretary loomed over you, her eyes gleaming with a fiery intensity that made your heart skip. It wasn’t just desire; it was raw, untamed passion that radiated from her like heat from the sun. The corners of her lips curled into a wide, toothy grin, revealing her small, charming buck teeth. It was both endearing and unnerving, a stark reminder of just how unpredictable dreams—and Isabelle—could be.

Her massive form leaned closer, her breath washing over you in warm waves, and before you could react, her plush lips pressed against your tiny frame. The kiss was overwhelming, consuming you entirely. Her instincts began to surface, the line between Isabelle’s usual reserved demeanor and this bolder, dreamlike persona blurring. A slick, wet tongue darted out, its velvety surface brushing against your face, then slipping into your mouth with surprising force. The sheer size and vigor left you coughing up saliva as she continued, her motions both playful and overpowering.

Around you, the dream shimmered and warped, the once-cozy atmosphere becoming charged with energy. Isabelle’s demeanor shifted with it—her boldness growing, her actions more daring, more assertive. This was a side of her you’d never seen before, one that likely didn’t even exist outside this dream. It was exhilarating and terrifying in equal measure, and it left you questioning whether you were still the one in control.

(What happens next?)