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Before she knew it, she had already run towards the laughing boys and she could not control her hands that grabbed one of the guys by the arm and slammed him to another. “A-ackkkk!” “F*ck!” “Who?!” Hana knew no fighting technique. But she was an Anito. And an Anito had strength that could easily beat even the greatest sumo wrestler on Earth. Even an old man like Fernando managed to carry a whole bus filled with passengers. Flinging a grown boy was as easy as pie for her. Even she was very surprised at her strength. It was also her first time discovering that after all this time, she was exercising great control over it.

Amanda sat in her small apartment in Surulere after another long, boring day at the office. Twenty-four years old, with a tight athletic body from years of gym work — perky C-cup tits, a tiny waist that curved out into a fat, juicy ass that made men stare. She was tired. Tired of vanilla boyfriends who lasted five minutes and called it romance. She wanted to be used. Broken. Turned into something less than a person.

As she slid out of her leggings, the long, sculpted lines of her legs and the gentle curve of her hips were revealed, offering a tantalising glimpse of her toned derriere. With each movement, Rachna exuded a captivating blend of power and grace. Her core and leg muscles flexed with an innate confidence due to countless hours honing her physique. Her every gesture hinted at the athlete within, a potent reminder of the discipline and dedication that had sculpted her into a paragon of physical prowess. Rachna was a masterpiece, a harmonious fusion of beauty and strength, a formidable presence both on and off the field.

They can only try. As I think about her, I can hear her shuffling around and turning to lay on her back. I take a look at her head to toe. She is 1.60 cm tall, 18 years old with beautiful long blonde hair and blue eyes. She has an amazing pair of C cups that look more like D cups on her tiny frame. And to top it all, she has amazing long legs with a gap between her thighs and an amazing small, firm butt. Right now she is wearing simple pink beachwear that shows off most of her smooth, glistening skin. The top is hugging her breasts tightly. I can hardly keep my hands off them. Her small panties are stretched on her hip bones in a way that they leave a gap between her flat stomach and the fab

my wolf growled, but I was far too gone, far too weak to move a muscle, far too gone to even breathe. Everything went silent, dark, and… Cold. ***** “Is she responding to any stimuli,” “Not quite yet, Alpha,” “Why is it taking so long?” “It would take some time for her to heal properly. It's a miracle she survived such a brutal experience,” “Alright, how long has she been out?” “Two days and a few hours. Luckily, her coma isn't going to last for months.” “Look!” “She seems to be awake, her fingers are twitching,”

Ah Yin stated and unzipped the cloth cover before pulling it away. The two of them instantly felt amazed by the sight behind the iron bars. With her eyes covered by a blindfold and her arms... and her serpentine body shackled to the cage, a violet-haired woman continued to struggle. Her appearance was the perfect blend of a snake and a human girl. She had small, rhombus-like green scales from her shoulders to her arms which ended in human hands and sharp nails befitting a claw. Her body was barely covered and she had pale skin for her face and exposed torso. From her waist down, she didn't have a set of legs but a long serpent tail. The green scales were set in an amazing pattern with diamon

Anima said. “What exactly do you mean by ‘force us into that state’ again?” Valerie asked. Anima closed her eyes, and after a moment, her entire body began to glow. Her white aura seeped out of her body like glowing smoke, and as she opened her eyes again, her bright blue irises began to glow brightly, releasing light blue sparks. Her maid uniform slowly transformed into dark silver armor with large metal shoulder pads, a large chest piece that stopped a short distance below the middle of her torso, and metallic boots and gauntlets.

I put my hand on the tucked piece of fabric and tugged until her tight body was showing. At five foot six, she was built like an athlete. Her shoulders squared with arms softly chiseled, back straight, breasts perfectly supple and round as they took a nose dive down her rock hard abs. Her short torso grabbed her hips, causing them to flow with a curve that were made for big hands. I loved her thighs that supported her delicious looking pusšy. Her legs were long and defined. They looked like superhero legs, and I was destined to have them wrapped around my head and waist.

Dylan can do that in this form, easily. His body is all muscle and his nipples are pert, perky and always pebbled. His cock is nearly as long as mine in this form and thicker by far. A human could never take it. Kaiya can by some miracle, or because she is our mate, but imagine something as long and thick as a grown man’s forearm and you have some idea what we are dealing with, now picture it with a slight upward curve and a thick knot at the base and you are even closer to understanding what a beautiful sight greets my eyes.

I was lounging at her side in my patio chair, sipping on a margarita by our pool. My wife, Anna, is a beautiful specimen of a woman. She has dark flowing hair, grayish-green eyes, and a soft feminine face. Her body is curvy, like a classic pin-up girl from the 50's. She has large natural breasts, a trim tummy, and a plump ass that I lust over daily. The sight of her gorgeous tits and ass bouncing around our home never fails to excite me.