Bend Her Novels & Stories

Exactly like a–sexy girl. “What–” I struggled but then I changed my tone, “You must be in the wrong house, darling.” The cockiness in my voice was very prominent. As she was seated on my work table's edge, she gradually stood straight and walked towards me with a little model walk. Her body upright and confident, she brought my face close to her with her index finger which pulled my chin towards her face. “I don't think so, honey.” She said, with a little smug which she had from the first.

He was using the power that he had, in the office, so she was going to use the one thing that gave her power over him - her body. She walked slowly to one corner of the office. She was sure that his eyes were on her. Then she bent down, slowly, to get something from the filing cabinet. She kept her long, toned, legs straight. She bent down and she knew that he would have a good look at those legs of hers. Her dress stopped above her knees and as she bent down she knew that it would rise up somewhat.

I had learned better. This time, when the pressure came, it wouldn’t bend her. It would move her.

“You suck his cock, I let you fuck my ass.” I froze. Her ass? That tight little curve had been driving me crazy since day one. Every time she bent over, I had to look away or risk embarrassing myself. I blinked. “Say that again.” "You heard me,” she said, smirking. “Try it once. I bend over for you.” I didn’t say yes. I didn’t have to. She read it in my face. She lit up instantly, pacing through the apartment, still naked, still dripping. Her fingers flew across her phone. Hips swinging. Eyes wild.

“Everyone here is going to go into a back bend. You men will probably have more trouble with this but just try your hardest.” She sat on the ground before laying her back upon the grass. “First you’re going to lay down on the ground with your knees bent and feet firmly planted. Bend your arms back and place your palms on either side of your ears. Then you’re going to push up. Leave your back bent and arms locked and sturdy. If it’s too much, you can walk your feet out until you're more comfortable.” We all watched as she pushed up on her hands and feet, her back bending in a perfect U. I could already feel my back screaming at me to show mercy.

When it cleared, she was a dragon again with beautiful scales that seemed to shimmer iridescently every time the light of the sun hit her body. She sat on the deck, taking care to tuck her wings close to her body and waited patiently. I walked up to her. Standing in front of her, I placed my palms on her chest and she laid her head on my shoulder. I felt a tingling under my hands and I saw the words clearly in my mind, so I spoke them out loud. “Bend her bones, shrink her stature, make her smaller than she’s ever been to keep her hidden from prying eyes.”

He was using the power that he had, in the office, so she was going to use the one thing that gave her power over him her body. She walked slowly to one corner of the office. She was sure that his eyes were on her. Then she bent down, slowly, to get something from the filing cabinet. She kept her long, toned, legs straight. She bent down and she knew that he would have a good look at those legs of hers. Her dress stopped above her knees and as she bent down she knew that it would rise up somewhat.

An eerie tone comes from the shadows. "Who's there?" "What is your name?" "Why the fuck would I tell you that?" For all I know, humans don't act this way. While humans and benders look the same in the absence of their bending, trust me, I can still identify a human. "I'm much stronger than you. I have tried to bend the metal. It wouldn't bulge. A human cannot do any better." A woman dips her face into the ray of light, giving me a glimpse. She's beautiful—strange because she lacks nutrients. She has no fat on her face and the skin is dirty. Her light blonde hair is matted.

“Bend over the chair.” Her legs shook as she moved to the wooden chair by the wall, bending over, her hands gripping the back, her ass in the air, the dress riding up to expose her lace panties. Her breasts hung heavy, her nipples brushing the chair’s edge, still tingling from his mouth. She moaned softly, her body aching for more.

Oh, my goddess, these people will never cease to amaze me. I took a step back and snapped around. "And do you believe the rumors?" I asked. "Ye… yes alpha and this is only because you refused to swim with me," she stuttered nervously and my blood began to boil with rage. So she wants me to show her what I can do to her? I swiftly unbuckled my belt, pulled out my cock, and turned to face her. " Bend," I instructed in a commanding voice and she did, making sure to spread her legs wide open for easy access to her honey pot.