Bubble Guppies Nonny Glasses Novels & Stories

“My shoes are going to get dirty. Oh, god, I hope I didn’t get a run in my pantyhose.” Nick looked down at her legs as they walked. “Not that I can tell,” he said in a deep tone. Jackie stopped walking. “All right. What will it take for you to release my Mustang?” Nick turned to her. “Look at me.” She did. “Take those wretched glasses off,” Nick said and reached for the glasses. “Wretched? Those are Chanel,” she said defensively. “I want to see your face without accessories,” he said and palmed the glasses. “Now, tell me about this . . . power brunch.”

I squint. A collar? What on earth does he need a collar for? He clasped it around her neck and pressed a button and her body starts convulsing. “What is that?” “Shocker collar,” Chubby said. He released the button and she sucked in a Shaky breath. He walks back to another dresser and grabs something small. I couldn't see what it was as he folded it into his palm. Chubby and glasses rub their hands together and anticipation. “I love when he uses the nipple clamps,” Glasses said, and chubby nods.

Annie's P.O.V. Ever since I was a little girl, I had been bullied because of my glasses. Kids made fun of me all throughout elementary and middle school. Called me names like a nerd, four-eye, dork, and many more. I mean...hello! It's not like I choose to wear glasses this thick! I admit I don't exactly look attractive with these covering half of my face but without them, I can't see a thing. My whole world is blurry. Stupid rare eye condition. Why couldn't I be born normal like everyone else?

Anything positive about this situation. The dark tresses tickled the sides of my neck when he lowered his head to my neck. I trash against him and his hot breath brushed over my neck before his lips curved upwards into a sickening smirk then his rough and cracked lips connected with my neck in kisses. Bile lodged itself in my throat as the vision of the room swirled and I struggle more before I'm thrown in a vaguely familiar blurry world. My glasses! The bastard got rid of my glasses.

Megan saw his reaction and started to tear up too, she couldn't make out the people in the distance but she knew there was only one person in this world who could cause her husband to have such a reaction. She took an item from her storage ring and put it on her face. It was a pair of glasses with white frames that were filled with runes. Inside the frame was mana glass with even more runes around the edges. These were the new version of the zoom goggles that Xasha created, they were much more compact and stylish and worked better than the previous version.

“What is this-“ Like she could already read his mind, the second he turned the case around, there was a note attached to it. Slowly, he ripped it off and took the note, reading the little message scribbled on it. ‘Before you ask, I know you aren’t blind. They aren’t glasses for blind people. It’s to prevent you from getting blind. Haha. They’re blue light filtered glasses. You stare at screens way too much so when next you want to do that, put them on. They prevent your eyes but getting old and boring (we don’t want your eyes matching your personality, do we?)’ “What?” He laughed to himself, reading the note. “This is ridiculous.” He laughed again, slowly taking the glasses out of the case t

"Open it." Anna knelt, the concrete cold through the thin fabric of her dress. Her fingers trembled slightly as she lifted the heavy lid. Inside, on a bed of black velvet, was an array of objects that made her breath catch in her throat. There was a small, silver vibrator, sleek and modern. A string of five smooth, black glass beads, each one slightly larger than the last. A black, silicone butt plug with a flared base and a sparkling purple jewel at the end. And a small, curved dildo made of pale pink glass. It was a toolkit for debauchery.

I quivered there. "Oh, that's amazing," Carter groaned. "Now you have to lick your glasses clean," purred Natalie. "Oh, you're so lucky that you have glasses!" "Really?" I gasped in shock as I straightened. My tits slid off his lap. "Oh, yes, it's one of the joys in having myopia," purred Ms. Waters. "I love licking men's jizz off my glasses, and they love it. Really turns them on." I was learning so much today.

Mak said that laying a white crepe package with a picture of the salon logo that he used to come with Nia, the top of the table near his coffee cup. "Sorry, just said now, maybe not to deliberately go to the cyber that contains his clothes." "Yes, Mak, not a problem." He replied with the forehead that looked shaped the line when he saw the crepe. Curiously with the contents of the cyberbagry, Rerea immediately opened it. It turns out Nia's glasses! How could this item be made of Him back on Nia. Though he remembered all he gave together with a cycle-making cycle. He held glasses with a smile, it seems he found an idea to face the god, tomorrow!

I shut my eyes in embarrassment and apologised softly, "Sorry for acting like a kid who is deprived of cakes and has never eaten one in it's life time." I heard him chuckling under his breath, his chest rumbling and I could feel it. My eyes fluttered open and his deep blue eyes bore into mine, displaying a hint of humour. My breath hitched since our lips were inches apart and I could see his faint freckles adorning his nose. My wig hair was like a veil around us, tickling his cheeks and my hands were placed on his hard chest. I bit my bottom lip nervously as we both stared at each other vehemently. I was feeling dizzy and found myself lost in deep hues of blue. "It's okay," Noah whispered an