Bam Bam Rubble の小説・ストーリー

Broken timber and rubble carpeted the road. Ruby pushed herself upright slowly, staring at the devastation around us. The note still clung to her forehead. The edges were scorched black now, but the words remained visible. I pulled her hard against my chest and held her there. At the same time, my fingers closed around the yellow square of paper and crushed it tightly inside my fist.

I’m done. K: WHAT DO YOU MEAN, B? TELL ME WHAT’S GOING ON! What are they doing??! B: Umm... playing. Playing? What kind of game is this? My pulse quickens. K: Playing??? B: With fire... Oh. Hell. No. Not on my watch! That leech Ruby is about to get burned. . . . [RUBY]

"She seems to be livestreaming too!" someone shouted. The scene instantly descended into chaos. With a grim expression, I opened the livestream and saw a face that was emaciated, consumed by madness. It was Abigail. "Get Connor here!" she screamed at the camera. "If I don't see him within ten minutes, I'll kill myself at the headquarters of Foster Group!" Suddenly, my phone was taken from my hand by Grace. She gently smoothed the crease between my brows and said, "Don't worry. Let me take care of something this trivial."

It stayed inside his throat, blocking his airway. “How old is his little pup? Five? Six? Was it? Yeah… accidentally passed the house.” Even in panic, Alberu still looked at her as if she was talking nonsense. “Oh, sorry. Wrong sentence. I am not the one who passed their house. Karobe mountain, near the river stream, was stacked with a bundle of rocks. Samuel saw the kid play in the river. Very nice little pup.” All the color left Alberu’s face before it turned a sickly shade of grey.

The earth shook underneath their feet knocking them over. The rubble from the explosion shattered on them like hail, burying them under. The dust rose in a mushroom-shaped cloud making the visibility next to none. After the explosion the rubble kept falling, colliding with one another, breaking into smaller debris before reaching the ground. It took a while for it to settle.

"I don't know, maybe both of you can talk about it later, but now that you mention it, I haven't seen him much lately either. maybe he's going to explore or something" Bob comes running with his usual energy and brings the stones he had collected earlier. After analyzing them, I start sorting them into different groups. Some of them will help us to make the campfire, but most of them are completely useless at this moment. While Bob goes for more stones I pick one of the imperial rocks up and hit it against a normal stone.

Or maybe my hands were not entirely steady. “I've never actually…” I trailed off. “I know,” Luka said. “So don't use it unless you absolutely have to. You understand me?” “I nodded.” He pointed toward the foundation of the building where a tiny gate was fixed. “You're going in through there.” I looked at it for a long moment and wasn't sure whether to laugh or cry. “That's a fucking garbage sewer,” I said. “Yep.” It looks like a crawlspace. A very small crawlspace.

Definitely damaged. That didn’t matter. We could worry about that later once Amber was safe and back home with me and our daughter where she belonged. Eden struck again. Concrete cracked further, splintering under the repeated assault. Dust burst outward in thick clouds, coating the air and our lungs. A third blow sent a jagged section collapsing inward with a deafening crash. The wall gave way. Not gracefully or cleanly. It shattered. Chunks of concrete fell at our feet, revealing darkness behind what had seemed solid moments ago. We climbed over the rubble, boots crunching over debris, and stepped into the hidden space beyond.

In this moment, the weight on my shoulders feels a little lighter, and a glimmer of hope flickers within me. As we sit together, enjoying our pancakes and exchanging stories, the children’s inquisitive minds brim with questions and observations, while Julia and I do our best to keep up. “Ruby, did you know squirrels can climb trees really fast?” Tommy exclaims, his eyes wide with excitement. I chuckle and nod. “Absolutely! They’re amazing climbers, almost like little acrobats.” Tommy’s face lights up, and he continues eagerly, “And did you know they bury nuts in the ground for the winter? It’s like a treasure hunt!”

I sat back on the bed, spread my legs wide, and rubbed the scarf over the toy, smearing the dried cum across the silicone until it was slick and glistening with his filth. Then I turned it on. The low buzz filled the quiet room. I pressed the vibrating tip against my swollen clit and gasped sharply. My hips jerked. Pleasure shot through me like electricity. Fuck… yes. I slid the vibrator into my soaked pussy in one slow thrust, moaning softly as it stretched me open. I imagined it was Rian, thick, hard, and dripping, pushing inside me. “That’s it, baby,” I imagined his voice in my ear, low and filthy. “Fuck yourself with my cum on your toy like the dirty little slut you are.”