Baboon Bum Novels & Stories

The creature tilted its head, lips peeling away from bloody teeth in something that looked like a smile. “Run…” it rasped—voice broken, guttural, barely human. The sound of it slithered down her spine like ice water. Then the last word hissed out, sharp and deliberate— “…Bambiiii, run.” It took a second for her world to turn dark.

They left the camp with two of the jeeps heading east towards the capital, as they drove through the dusty path Roxanne constantly looked left and right, in the distance she spotted a giraffe and an antelope eating a dead lion, she was stunned, Keith noticed the look on her face “Weird right?” he said “Weird? That’s crazy and creepy” she said “Everything is unpredictable in here” he said “What’s that?” she pointed in the distance at two black animals like jaguars “Vampire Jaguars… They kill preys for blood not meat” Amberjill said from the back seat “What the hell is that?” Roxanne pointed in the distance at a huge elephant with huge snake trunk, the elephant was seated while the long snake

Whenever Elizabeth goes hunting by herself, Bob volunteers his company. Both humans appreciate Bob’s company. Bob finds that both David and Elizabeth are kind to him. They feed him a lot of snacks. It just annoys Bob that Elizabeth isn’t as good as David with sign language, especially since sign language is Bob’s main way of communicating. The little monkey swung from vine to vine then he landed on the branch of a large tree. He felt a little heavy since he had a stone knife strapped on his back. Bob hates carrying a knife since he thinks it’s heavy but he knows that there are other dangerous creatures in the forest.

Isn't it because his arm got tired and he doesn’t want to get wet? And what? He gave me an umbrella and jacket because for what? What the heck. I’m going crazy for what that guy is doing. A while ago he was a baboon because he was always frowning, then later he seemed to have drunk some hot and spicy soup because he always had a hot temper, then soon... ...he’s like a normal person, kind and sympathetic. Oh my. I will never, ever understand someone like him. The baboon is still a baboon... or so I thought. What am I even thinking now?

Although the moon rabbit kittens were adorable, they were also crazy about carrots. Skree! It was a horrible sound to hear as baby bunnies died. The unluckier ones died in their bubbles, while the luckier monsters managed to touch the ground for a few seconds before they became meat pastes or skewers, depending on who they met first. Oritha’s Boomerang cut down many floating bunnies. Her amplified giant strength created sonic booms with every throw. Yet, the number of invaders could not keep up with the speed and ferocity of the defenders.

(what is it) Johnson ➡Shut up, you're the one that tempted me, can't you see I have a boner, you have to take responsiblity. BigBam ➡Ahhh, take am easy! I go do you. (we will do it) She bent down and loosened my belt and pulled down my trouser, when she saw my Mandingo (dick) she was alarmed and surprised! BigBam ➡Ahhhhh, johnny this ur thing ee too big(this your dick is very big) oo, ahhh I no go fit allow you enter cause you go split me into two, but I go fit suck you! (I will not let you fuck me but I will give you blow job)

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.

Needed to hold and keep safe. Farren shook her head, letting some of her pin-straight tendrils fall on her face. "I keep hearing the bullets hit things. Seeing Priamos fall to the ground." She grimaced and pulled her arms tightly across her chest. Sinking into a crouch, I placed my hand on her extended foot. Farren recoiled. Brought her legs slightly up and out of my reach. This stirred the fawn. Bambi, they had all started calling him. Those doe eyes settled on me. Brushed me off and curled back into the girl. She had started to aimlessly pet it. Soothing either her nerves or his.

"We missed you bigtime, Bubu bear." "Missed you, too, Mom," Ira planted a kiss on his mother's cheek. "You don't have to call me Bubu bear for Pete's sake." Chloe caught a glimpse of his awkward smile which she found utterly ludicrous. Helena pulled away from their hug and giddily pinched both of his prominent sexy cheeks. She could tell Ira got his undeniable good looks from his mestiza Filipina mom while the authoritative manner was from his half-Turkish, half-Italian father. Such a great combination of DNA, she ought to herself. Not too long they were all settled in the spacious lounge area where a middle-aged woman showed up to serve assorted refreshments and tarts. It was as if Chloe's

*Bam* Abe was kicked back by the Possessed. It looked frightened and held its abdomen with a painful look on its face. The regenerating left arm (that was blown off by the twins) stopped all activity. It had grown to a third of its usual length but it grew no more. The Possessed tried to fall back after feeling that its energy was fading.