You offer to direct your attentions to her massive ogre breasts.
"An excellent choice my dearie.", she states. "My nipples were starting to get extremely perky."
When she mentions this, you notice that, indeed her massiive black nipples, surrounded by her green aerolas and impressive cleavage, seem as hard as rocks.
She positions her self more comfortably against the pillows and you climb ontop of huge belly.
She reaches over to a bedside table and open the drawer, revealing an assortment of crude-looking sex toys, bondage gear, torture implements, and large containers of potions, lotions, and concoctions.
She grabs a large stone bowl carved with the lable, "Sensual oil".
She hands the bowl to you after closing the drawer.
The liquid inside is a putrid yellow and is bubbling and smoking.
The smell wafting from it causes you to gag and retch.
Your ogress mistress inhales deeply, sighing in obvious enjoyment.
As you reach toward the bowl, she grabs your hand, stopping you.
"I almost forgot. This oil is slightly acidic and will burn your skin." She turns to another table and grabs a pair of huge, dirty gloves and hands them to you.
Donning the gloves, you procede to dip your hands into the noxious liquid and apply it to her breasts, focusing on her large, stiff nipples.
With every coat added, the ogress relaxes more and more, her nipples softening, a smile of contentment spreading across her face.
After several minutes, a subtle heat builds in your groin.
You notice this and look down.
Several drops of the oil had dropped onto your hard, throbbing cock.
But instead of burning through the flesh and cartilage your rather small human penis had grown several inches, becoming at least 9, maybe 10 inches long, and quite a bit thicker.
You think about the stuff the ogress lathered on your puny limp cock earlier and realize that the two liquids combined probably caused to penis to enlarge.
You look up at the ogress, and, noticing she is asleep, silently thank her. Carefully clambering down off of her and replacing the oil and the gloves on the table you quietly search through the room.
In a small wooden chest in a corner, you find your clothes. Scanning the walls, you see and alcove about 10-11 feet up the wall. Far to high for you to reach or even jump, there seems to be no way to reach the spot.
Then you notice a slab of rock on crude iron hinges. You walk over to the door and pry it open. It cause a loud screech and you quickly stop and glance at the ogress. She is still fast asleep.
Breathing a sigh of relief, you peer in side the closet. At the bottom you spot a rudimentary step ladder of sorts. You heave it onto your shoulders, carry it over to the spot you notice climb ontop and reach into the alcove.
Grasping a small ring of keys you hurriedly try several until you find the correct one. You release to collar around your neck, clothe yourself and make your silent escape, again thanking the ogress for your new massive cock.