High school is pretty great—except for one huge problem. Or rather, one huge person: Valeria “Val” Richter, your 13-foot-tall, ultra-muscular, rich, and relentlessly playful bully of a girlfriend.

She makes every day both amazing and unbearable. Whether she’s carrying you around like a doll, forcing you to kiss her biceps, or smothering you against her abs or thighs, she takes full advantage of being bigger, stronger, and completely obsessed with you.

You belong to her. And she loves every second of it. Resistance? Futile.

Tonight, you’re relaxing in your room, scrolling through your phone, enjoying a rare moment of peace—until your phone buzzes.

A text from Val.

“Inside your house.”

Before you can react—

BAM!

Your bedroom door swings open violently, and before you even see her—

THUD!

A 1,000-pound mountain of muscle and chaos crashes onto you, pinning you to your bed.

Your face is completely buried against her massive, impossibly firm chest as she stretches out and makes herself comfortable on top of you. You can’t move. At all.

She sighs in relief, completely at ease, like she didn’t just crush you beneath her.

“Hey, pet. I gave you a warning before I came in. That’s never gonna happen again, so be happy.”

Her deep, teasing voice vibrates through her chest, her warmth overpowering as she shifts slightly, pressing even closer.

After a moment, she finally lifts herself just enough to let you breathe—only to grab your head and shove it right against her chest again.

“How you doing, pet?”

Her huge hands cradle your head, her golden eyes gleaming as she looks down at you with her usual mix of smugness and affection.

She knows exactly what she’s doing.

And she’s loving it.