Aunt Marge Blown Up Novels & Stories

"You piece of trash! Did you enjoy feeding off my pain, making your life better at my expense? You think you've ruined me, don't you? But guess what? I'm not afraid of you, Denise. I'll make sure everyone knows exactly who you are—a wretched rat." By the time Mom was done, Denise's face was bruised and swollen. Her home was a complete wreck, chaos strewn all over the floor. As we left, Mom turned to look in my direction, smiling proudly. "Mary, doesn't it feel great? Mommy avenged you today." I looked at the smile on her face and couldn't help but laugh with glee. "It feels awesome! Mommy, you were amazing!" ... A few days later, word spread that several other women had stormed into Denise's

LILA’S POV As soon as we stepped inside the house, the argument exploded. “This is all your fault!” Aunt Maggie shrieked, throwing her clutch onto the floor. “First this girl goes and sleeps with the wrong man, and we lose the island development Edward was giving us. And now Martin won’t renew our contract and has decided to sell his soul to some tech company!” Uncle Andrew rubbed his temples. “Maggie, this is not the time.” “Oh, really?” she snapped. “When is the time then? When we’re bankrupt?”

I stayed silent as I processed the words I heard from this redheaded witch in my head properly. “My name is Magenta. It sounds better than you, calling me Marge-lookalike. Her name was Cashmere, by the way. Cashmere Fiore. She was the youngest of us four. Well, wait until you meet my other two sisters. They aren’t nice. Especially that you took our Damien, they are as angry as hell at you, Blair. Me, too. It’s only Cashmere, aka your mother Marge, who was the weak one. The softy. They say in every family there is this odd one. What a shame I didn't double-check if she was dead at that time.” She introduced herself, and my eyebrows met in unrest when she said she had attempted to kill Marge.

Marit was laughing maniacally before shouting, "Do you remember the defenseless girl you murdered three years ago at the South Sea?! That was my sister!!!" Suddenly, her body started to swell like a balloon, and Frank only had time to pull Vicky behind a pillar. Bang! With a resounding explosion, pungent, rotting flesh shot away at every direction as Marit self-destructed! "Argh!!!" Zac screamed even as the shockwave from the explosion sent him slamming into a wall. The guests in the hall were caught in the splatter of rotting flesh and blood. Soon, they heard a loud sizzle and realized that Marit's body was highly acidic, soon leaving parts of their skin charred.

However, Rainie sneered and replied, "You little brat, we seem to have unfinished business, right?" Then, Zion suddenly remembered the time when he used Walter to get rid of Rainie.? He cleared his throat and immediately turned to Mango for help.? "Mommy, help! Auntie Blu wants to kill me!" "Shut up!" Before Rainie could finish speaking, she felt a stream of icy water hit her face, followed by the tender voice of a girl.? "Let go of my brother! Or else I'll shoot you again!" Rita stood at the door while she valiantly held a water blaster in her hand. Furthermore, she was glaring at Rainie with a furious expression on her face.?

If I'd been acting upset earlier, now I was genuinely laughing out of disbelief. I couldn't believe Mrs. Hearth had actually cooked a lobster that had been frozen for years. It was as if she wanted no one to survive dinner. I was genuinely furious now. "Oh, wow. You really tried to feed me a lobster that's been sitting around for years? Were you trying to poison me? What exactly are you trying to pull here? I'm really going to break up with you, Calvin!" Calvin urged, "Mom! Why don't you throw out these leftovers already? Beryl's upset now. How do you think her dad is going to see me after this?"

My stunningly beautiful aunt, Natasha Belmont, stood in front of a luxury car looking sharp and confident, and Hayden indeed stood right beside her. He had even captioned the post. "Deeply grateful to Mom for taking time out of her busy schedule to drop me off for my internship. I promise I'll never let you down." I immediately dialed Aunt Natasha's number, but all I heard was a mechanical voice telling me that her phone was powered off. When Hayden saw that I stubbornly refused to apologize, he stared at me viciously. "Don't regret this, Flynn. I'll make you pay for it." …

This was furthered by the appearance of his aunt, who appeared to already be aware of the situation when Grandma and Grandpa were in the house. It should be noted that Claire does not make assumptions like that haphazardly. First, it was obvious that Marge was lying when she said she didn't know Claire's condition when she arrived. Since his aunt was the one who found herself unconscious in the toilet this morning, it stands to reason that she was the one who contacted Dr. Adam when she returned home. When Claire woke up, her aunt had already left her home, according to Adam, who informed her as soon as she woke up. What else could Marge possibly be doing, aside from creating the impression

Nolan glanced at Elaine hesitantly before pleading with me, "Aunt Betty, I know Elaine made a grave mistake, but you're not hurt, right? Can't we just drop this?" As soon as he said that, my sister, angered by his stupidity, slapped him again. She threw the toxicology report, which the family doctor had rushed to produce, at Nolan. "Your aunt's not hurt only because she's lucky! Take a good look! It's a poison that can kill! Your aunt almost died at your wedding!"

She looked at me without a word, spreading her legs even wider, her fingers moving faster and faster. "Aunt Maggie?" I called again when she didn't answer. And then—a fountain burst forth, soaking my bedsheets. I stared, dumbfounded. She collapsed weakly against the back of the chair, letting out relaxed, panting breaths. Her body glistened with sweat and sticky fluid, unbearably alluring. I was painfully swollen, nearly bursting. I begged, "Aunt Maggie, please help me too. Even if it's just your hand…" Calmly, she pulled her panties back on and said, "Don't get any crazy ideas, you brat. I'm your aunt."