You're not sure what comes over you. Fear? Lust? Both? You rise to your feet, anxious and confused, head swirling with terrible possibilities-- and as you march forward, unsure of anything, left hand flicking at the plug in its grip, your girlfriend throws up the bedroom door, eyes meeting your warped face... just in time to startle as the plug is stuffed between her lips.
She spits it out, now angry, giving you a scowl and... silently glaring at you. She pauses, scowl vanishing as a hand reaches to her 'mouth'... fingers brushing against her new, sensitive, fat asshole. Hers-- the same one on your face.
"I-- I had to um, show you, what was..." you trail, as she seems to loom over you, the few inches of height between you seeming a lot larger as you shrink back against your bed. She doesn't look angry though... or, not fully. She looks more excited... yet, still glaring, towering,
dominant.
With a push, you tumble onto your bed, right as you start to explain. "The dresser is magic, babe, anything I put in it makes you--mphg!" you say, stifled with a plug shoved into your belly-mouth, another donut appearing on you, body now more ass than anything. She clambers on top of you, an almost crazed look in her eye, and yanks the plug out of your new, needy hole, scanning over you... and the items on your bed.