Clowny X Foxy Novels & Stories

he roared and laughed. "What's a clussy?" Milo asked, dumbfounded. "Clown pussy, of course!" Tyler answered, snorting laughter. And he was way too loud again, to the point where the older ladies looked so offended they stood up from their seats, grabbed their purses, and stormed off. Milo did his best to ignore them, trying not to get too worked up about what a bunch of mean-looking middle-aged women thought. However, less than a minute later, they returned with some big and bulky strongman looking type, pointing out the three friends. "They're ruining the show! Send them out!" one of the women shrieked, and Milo realized this was the time for some silver-tongued diplomacy.

Foxy praised their living environment from the bottom of her heart and seemed quite interested in the place. The others were surprised to hear that because they keenly noticed the anomaly in her words. “Wait, what did the young lady just say? Humans? Are you not a human?” Aslan was most excited to have found one of his kind. Foxy nodded and took off her hat, smiling brightly. “Indeed, I’m not human but an ordinary monster beast. Are you disappointed?” Everyone’s initial shock was quickly replaced by cheers. Of course, Aslan was the most excited. “That's great. I finally have a companion. I thought I’d be the only monster beast around.”

Otherwise i have to listen to many questions i don’t even know the answer of. “Shut up, you freaking like someone?” She asks again. I nod my head. “Oh my gosh I think I know who it is!” she says excitedly. “Its Toby isn’t it.?” “Toby Arnold, the guy who ate chalk in 6th grade.. The guy who licks his fingers when no one is looking. The one who confessed he liked me in front of my class by standing on the teachers table saying ‘I like ju Shummer’ Because he has huge braces on?” I ask. She nods.”No! shit, hes gross as hell. Even grosser than me.”

I had unknowingly closed my eyes. But when I opened them, the two alphas were face to face. He was foaming at the mouth as he banged against the glass, ramming it with his whole body as it shook. Dr. Dawson smirked. He taped the glass with a mocking expression. As the specimen had nothing he could think of doing for more intimidation. He started to pace back and forth, staring Dr. Dawson down, growling at him and baring his teeth.

Chloe got very hot, changing from that shy girl, into a woman who greatly desired to be fucked. "-I want you to be with me as a werewolf. Chloe said to Jonas while rubbing his dick. -I do not want to hurt you, my love, as much as I would desire it to." Jonas told Chloe. Chloe knew that the only way she could make Jonas turn into a werewolf was to piss him off badly. So she slapped his face real hard, then pushed him over the bed, while going to the door and telling him that she is going to find someone else to fuck her hard how she desires.

He extended our claws and lowered one finger down to the clown's face and he hooked a claw in his chin. Maddox yanked his head close to ours. "Listen here clown because this is your last warning - you're gonna brew up a batch of whatever you need to fix my friends and you're gonna do it no later than now!" Maddox growled. His tone even sent chills down my spine. The clown began to tremble with newfound terror as he watched the black swirl in our eyes. "But - I -" he tried to talk. "You know what's worse than being undead?"

Roxy laughed wholeheartedly. A car? Was she for real? I rolled my eyes at her silliness. “He and I have already mated. Besides, Clay likes me just the way I am. I don't see the big deal,” I complained, even as she continued scrubbing. “It just means that his mouth will drop and his heart will race when he sees our handiwork,” she winked. “You forgot to add, Roxy, that Alan will regret rejecting her when he sees the new Claire, and he'll come crawling on his knees for her to take him back,” Val added, giggling.

Yet, there seemed to be no bullet fired. “The magazines are here.” Tyr lifted his hand, showing the clip in his hand. “I told you that your gun couldn’t kill me.” Foxy froze. It was like she had seen a ghost. Tyr had not only dodged her first bullet but also stole her magazine from right under her nose. She did not notice a single thing or even grasped when he had struck. The speed far exceeded Foxy’s understanding. “You can have it back.” Tyr did not show a shred of mercy. He slammed his palm to Foxy’s chest and the other to her mouth. In a blink of an eye, Tyr had already stuffed a handful of bullets into her mouth.

I asked, suspiciously and Wolf grinned even bigger. "You all took off so fast, I needed to give Foxy something so she could buy her dress." Wolf said and he turned to Foxy and pulled out his wallet. "I owe you some money and figured that you would need it to buy your dress." he said softly as Hound and Jackal distracted the others in conversation. I wasn't going for it though and I moved closer to Foxy. She looked confused. "You don't owe me any money." she responded and he shook his head and handed her a card.

"Camilla, you chose your own path. And those wolves… You ruined them yourself. You insisted on using your so-called comforts to strip away their claws. Once they lost their strength, of course, they’d treat you like currency to stay alive. Isn’t that only natural?" Camilla opened her mouth, ready to scream back, but before she could, the three former royal heirs had already stepped forward. They looked at the powerful army of wolves behind me, their eyes filled with jealousy and fear. Knowing they had no chance in a direct fight, the three of them exchanged a glance and made their decision. Without warning, they lunged forward together, targeting Cael at the front. Midair, I saw the glint of