Barbie Kembar Novels & Stories

"Mommy, am I going to be an elder sister ?! Swan asked happily. "Maybe, " She answered. "Yay!! " Both twins screamed happily at the same time. Barbie was surprised but at the same time Happy at their outburst. "Mommy is pregnant!! " They yelled. "Keep it down I don't want anyone to know yet " "Okay mom " "Will you guys go and spend the night at your grandma's place ? I want to surprise your dad with the news " Barbie mumbled and they excitedly nodded their heads positively.

She asked. Barbie’s little sister?“Who the hell is that?” “Chelsea, of course. Barbie has two younger sisters: Skipper and Chelsea. Plus she looked about as real as Barbie,” she said with a snort. “Oh, right. Chelsea.” I entered the onramp for the highway that led to our home and sighed. “I have known her since I was a kid. We practically grew up together, and trust me, she wasn’t such a bitch before.” Melissa scoffed. “I find that hard to believe.”

"That might be an interesting experiment. But right now, I need to get going. I may have God like powers, but freezing time and teleportation aren't part of them." Barbie laughed and wrapped herself in a towel. "We'll be waiting for you when you get home." The twinkle in her eye knew she wanted some of what Charlotte and Chastity had received last night. I probably needed to spend some time and attention on her and Amber so that they all felt equally loved and desired. Pregnancies would wait though. I might have let myself get carried away with six in just a few days.

Johnson ➡ I have to admit, you were a good fuck! . Barbie➡Hmm, I want us to do this more often! . Johnson ➡ Well, I don't see why we shouldn't! . Barbie➡ John, I have a proposal for you! . Johnson ➡ What is it? . Barbie➡ I want you to join my Gang! . Johnson ➡ What? Your organization! Are you sure? . Barbie ➡ Yes, I'm sure, last night's party was a recruitment party for people to join, that's why it was a secret party and you're the only one that passed the test and those that failed were taken care of.

Little Karen commented excitedly while in her father's arms. "Look!" George Ken finally unveiled a box. It was a classic Barbie doll that was taller than Little Karen was. The Barbie doll had huge, round eyes, pretty facial features, and looked amazing. At first glance, she looked like an older version of Little Karen. Little Karen was really happy. She slid down from her father's arms and ran over to hug the beautiful doll. George Ken thought that Little Karen was going to hug him, so he stretched out his hand and waited for her. However, Little Karen went for the doll, and his arms were left hanging awkwardly. He was slightly embarrassed.

My little princess was playing with little Alyssa where as my aloof son was looking at them from a distance. "Aly, this frock will look beautiful on our Barbie, isn't it?" Little Ken asked sweetly to her best friend Aly. Yes, my baby Kenzie and little Alyssa are best friends just like me and Nancy. Alyssa looks like brother Edward, but her sweetness is like that of Nancy. We always wanted our children to be best friends like us and we were more than happy that day when these little cuties came to us that day and showed us their friendship bands saying,

"Word of advice, sis... Don't make the mistake of falling for any of the men here." The warning catches me off guard and I blink up at her in confusion as she sighs again, "Trust me," she continues quietly. "It's not worth the heartache..." Something flashes through her eyes but it disappears almost immediately and her smirk returns, "They're only interested in taking from you... So make sure you take twice as much from them." She gives me a slow, reassuring wink, her lips curving into a cat-like smile. "I have a feeling I'll be seeing you around... Barbie."

Barbie having an orgy with multiple wealthy men in a bar. The list went on. All of Barbie's Twitter followers unfollowed her within a few minutes. What made Barbie have a meltdown was that the presidents of her han clubs exposed her dirt after they unfollowed her. Barbie was going crazy. She was frantically trying to log into her social media accounts, but all her passwords were incorrect! "Ahhhh! Why! How could this be? This is impossible. It's impossible! I'm calling my sponsor!" Barbie was anxious, looking at the notification of her incorrect passwords again and again. She was completely beaten, feeling like she was done this time!

The couples joined the other elites at their reserved areas on the deck, while Ezrah took charge of the girls, an evil smirk appearing in the corner of his lips, making him look even scarier. Barbie clenched her fist so tightly, digging her nails into the palm of her flesh. Then she recalled something and whispered to her sister. "Are you sure she has a womb? She drank her father's tea and bled before. I'm sure her womb is damaged. She definitely won't give him an heir," she smiled mischievously.

Not to mention getting my younger sister, Barbie, ready after all of that. Barbie was one of the most beautiful girls I had ever seen. Barbie was only slightly shorter than me, standing at five foot three. She took after my dad in looks, taking his straight jet black hair and gray eyes. She also inherited his long legs, and got my mother’s smooth skin. With her pageant looks, I was often compared to her, Barbie being the favorite out of the two of us. I didn’t like to admit it, but I was jealous of all the attention she received. Even our grandma gave her all the attention when we were kids, giving her the nickname Barbie. Her real name was Tracy, but to grandma she was “her barbie”. ****