Bobby Cobra Kai Novels & Stories

"There's only one of us." But Kai, his eyes blazing with determination, was already on the move. With a speed that defied his usual composure, he launched himself towards the bot, a low growl escaping his lips. Before Maya or Ezra could react, he'd reached the machine, his body slamming into its metallic side. The impact sent shockwaves through the bot, momentarily disrupting its movements. Seizing the opportunity, Kai reached up, his hand glowing faintly with a blue aura. Maya recognized the telltale signs of a telekinetic surge. With a grunt of exertion, he ripped a metal panel from the bot's side, exposing its vulnerable circuitry.

Her eyes locked on the three of us, lips curling in a mixture of surprise and fury. “You dare,” she hissed, voice carrying like ice across the chamber. “You dare interfere with my control!” Kaid shifted, placing himself slightly in front of me. “We don’t dare,” he said, voice calm but firm. “We survive. That’s all.” Bobby’s hand remained steady on the ground, anchoring himself as he absorbed the spring’s currents. I felt him pulse with the energy, adding subtle redirections that amplified our counterflow. The golden light flared, responding to three people now.

Her right arm suddenly morphed into a tight cock ring at the base of his shaft, locking down hard to prevent release while the sleeve continued its relentless stroking. Kai screamed, a raw, desperate sound that made the viewer count spike past 120,000. Nova leaned in until her lips brushed his ear, voice low enough for only him and the microphones to catch. “This is only the warm-up, pet. By the end of this stream, every inch of your body will have been reconfigured against. And the AIs… they’re already voting on what I turn my limbs into next.” She straightened, glowing eyes meeting the camera with wicked promise as Kai writhed and begged beneath her ever-changing touch.

Kaiya laughs. “That is another question. I am not like you. I don’t grow a cock, but Damien can get pregnant from Tobias, right?” I ask. “Yes, that’s correct,” Kaiya replies. “I don’t understand why, but I want to see it happen. I want to watch Tobias fucking Damien, while his belly is rounded and growing a baby. I feel like something is wrong with me.”

She could imagine how tiny her hands would be if placed on them. Her eyes moved away from his biceps and continued their journey down to his long legs. He stood at a height of about six feet and some inches. 'If I were to kiss him, I would have to stand on my toes, and he would still have to bend his head to meet my lips' she thought and bit her lips seductively. The man stared at her; he was angry and confused. He wore a black baggy trouser that matched his white singlet. “Hello?” he called in his deep masculine voice. Caitlyn was too lost, she thought the voice came from a distant place. Though, she loved how soothing the voice sounded.