Cassie Euphoria Body Novels & Stories

My mouth opened as I breathed out his name, panting heavily while my body arched. "Cum for me, little pup." Cassian's voice sent a shiver down my spine and I whimpered as an intense euphoric feeling washed over me, causing me to see stars in my head. I was seeing white while my whole body turned hot. I couldn't wrap my head around what I was feeling but it was the best feeling in the world. I could feel my heartbeat thumping in every inch of my body. I looked into my mate's eyes. Cassian was still looking at me with that carnal desire I saw in his eyes earlier. He gripped my hand and slowly pulled on them, letting my fingers slip out of my core.

They normally say that the brain would make sure that you’re as comfortable as possible as you pass away…that you will at least experience some happiness for the last time before everything comes to an end. Euphoria. That would be what you would experience. An intense feeling of joy and happiness that would fill every part of you, eating away your fears and anxiety. You would be at peace. Well…that was what they said. But as for Cassie, as she died, none of that happened. She did not experience any euphoria. Instead, what she experienced was a great deal of sadness and regret. The pain from being choked had faded, but she just could not escape the blanket of depression that was spread over h

“Perfect timing. Just the question I needed. I sent him lots of images—sexy, cute, gorgeous—you know how that is. ‘Am I that unrecognizable?’ I texted. He replied, ‘I don’t believe it. Send me a live video,’ with a pleading emoji. So, I did a boomerang video right there in the salon, with a wink and tongue out. And he went... ‘Beauty, you look gorgeous! How... what... are you for real? I don’t want to sound stupid, but I’m in love with your new look already. You look stunning. I broke up with Beyoncé. How about we meet up? I want to see you again.’” Mrs. Hills was sitting by this point. “My question is: why?” she asked. “Well, why not? I wanted to teach him a lesson. All I need to do is trap

His voice was soft and worried as he walked. I just closed my eyes and trusted him to take me anywhere. He wasn’t wrong. I had never seen myself this way either. Was it because my body was starved for seven days before the urge began? Or because I had not had sex since it began? Even the first time I was injected, that bastard Jason, Marde and Kain were there raping my body, keeping it fed and trying to satisfy it. I closed my eyes tight and moaned in sheer pain as my womb spasmed painfully.

"Who are you? Why have you come here? a stern voice asked. I looked around to find nothing but darkness. "Cassiel. I am Cassiel Evert. Are you the moon goddess? Rezso had asked me to see you" I spoke into nothingness. Despite my surrounding being creepy, I was comfortable. It felt as if I belonged to this place. It felt safe. It felt like I was home.

“Emily, I will go and announce it to the public and come back almost immediately because I want to spend a lot of time with you, okay?” Luna Xiami touched her cheeks while Emily nodded her head. ????Cassie had gotten dressed in a black floral gown Luna Emily had sent to her. She saw the letter about what tonight was going to be like. Cassie wished it was real but it wasn't. She was only under pretense but she loved it. At least she would be able to show Ethan that she had moved on and pretended as though she had people that loved her.? Cassie sat in front of the vanity in the room, she looked at the reflection in the mirror. Her hazel eyes are more blue than brown. Her lips were pouty and fu

and she gestured with her hand for me to continue. "Okay, so like he has this broad shoulder and sexy perfect jaw, I also think… I do not think, I am damn sure that he has a perfect body as well since his feature said it all, he also has perfect lips too, and his hair, oh God, I wish I could run my hand through those black hair,” I narrated, and Cassie let out a chuckle. “Oh, so my dear best friend finally found someone who interests her, uuuhooo,” she hooted and lifted up her right hand. “Yeah, and you know what the best part is?"

Cassie releases her from the tight hug and walks away. When Cassie says a client, it is a euphemistic way to refer to a perverted old man she was going to have sex with for money. At 17, the orphaned teenager had to take care of her little sister, Sam, and she did great for 5 whole years all by herself until Sam got diabetes and the cost of living became difficult. There is no job well paying enough for a high school dropout, she feels like the system is designed against her.

It was a sleek, silver slip dress, but the zipper wouldn't go past her lower thighs. "Ugh," Cassie groaned in frustration. "It's like we're two people trying to fit into one dress, ugh!" "You just had a baby, Cassie," Rayna said soothingly. "Your body brought life to the world; give it a break." "I want to look like me," Cassie sighed, looking in the mirror at her reflection. She saw the stretch marks on her stomach and the added weight on her upper arms. She was about to give up when she remembered what she had gone through, what she had survived.

She looked like she was about to tumble forward completely so that she's land on the floor, but Cassie's grip was strong. "Baby I love you!" Cassie moaned. Then she thrust her hips up two times in very quick succession. She let out a deep moan. And then leaned back onto the bed, panting. I looked down at Brittany's ass. I could see Cassie's cock, sort of expanding and contracting as her cum filled her daughter's asshole. I could see the cum dripping down the sides of her cock as it overflowed Brittany's bowels. I could even see it start to drip and pool on the floor. I could smell it and I wanted to taste it. My mouth watered and my cock ached, but I was afraid to stroke myself, afraid that