Curvy Futa Novels & Stories

Marisol Reyes is the strongest fighter her pack has ever trained and yet still not enough. When her father's council rejects her as Luna material for reasons that have nothing to do with her strengths she leaves. She finds a healer's den in Ashworth territory, a family and an Alpha who looks at her like he's already decided. Kade Ashworth isn't confused about what he wants, he is just waiting for her to believe she's allowed to want it too. Her old pack isn't done with her and the truth behind her mother's death is about to pull her back into a fight she never chose.

"Cum for me, bitch. Squeeze my cock with that used hole." Aria’s body shook as she cum, her juices soaking the pictures beneath her. I growled and unload deep inside her ass, pumping thick ropes of cum until it leaked out around my shaft. I kept thrusting through my orgasm, pushing my seed deeper. When I finally pulled out, I shove three fingers into her cum-filled ass and make her lick them clean. "Swallow it. Taste what Alpha gave you." As I watched my own body shaking inside of her, my eyes flung open in my real room, my hand wrapped around my throbbing cock, cum already splattered across several photos of Aria’s face. My breathing felt ragged, but the fantasy wasn’t finished yet.

Fayes pov I had no strength left, my body barely holding itself upright, my side burning from the wound, the curse pulsing inside me like a wild, uncontrollable storm. Umfa raged beneath my skin, pulling, clawing, demanding release, but I held her back with everything I had. She couldn’t have control now. Not when everything was on the line.

The girl who had packed two bags and driven north because her mother gave her an ultimatum. Efua. Whose bond health ability was now serving three territories formally. Whose frequency had developed such clarity that Adaeze said she was approaching the level of specialisation the original hall traditions had taken generations to develop. Kofi. Whose work alongside Efua had produced a partnership that neither of them had been looking for and both of them had needed. Fosua. Whose fifteen years of intuitive broadcasting management had become one of the most useful teaching resources in the community. Adwoa and her group. Twelve years of local knowledge now formally integrated into the training a

Gesturing to his body "This here is the full package and I don't intend to misuse it alright?" He laughed and Jason joined they put on the radio and nodded to the trendy hit "Gock am" by the upcoming artist Crayon when suddenly. The car tire screeched its bonnet crashing into a hard surface with a loud bang. Jason stepped on the brake fearfully. The smell of petrol and coal tar filled their nostrils they looked at each other in silence with the effect of the alcohol washing off immediately.

“It’s possible. The flame wolf is part of the curse’s manifestation. If you survived it, there might be… a connection.” I bit my lip, my mind racing. “But I don’t understand. How could that help us?” Norman sighed, rubbing a hand over his face. “That’s the problem. We don’t know. The curse is tied to something dark, something that binds him at his very core. If you’re connected to it, it could be a way to break it… or it could just put you in more danger.” “I’m willing to take that risk,” I said, without giving it anymore thoughts. Both Kirito and Norman looked at me, surprise flickering in their eyes.

She felt it was her responsibility, but she also knew she couldn't fight them alone, but she needed help from others, she thought. She used her curse which was "cursed speech". She was able to make something happen with just a word. If she was to say die to anyone they would die instantly, but that depends on how strong the soul of the person was. She used her cursed speech to curse three swords, that can be used to kill anyone that was cursed, with a stab in the chest. She wanted to do more but she couldn't, the cursed energy was too heavy for her mortal body to behold. The three she did take a toll on her body and she lost her voice. She wasn't able to speak or talk again since that day.

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Right away, Curtis gave a rare smile of his own back, returned King’s nod, turned his attention to a table in the corner that was getting a bit loud. “So, it looks like the last one of you determined single-guy types has taken himself off the market,” Tessa said to King. “First Jax and Sarah, then you and Naomi, then Dillon and Maria.” She turned to Aidan. “Then you and Gabi, then Mac and Mirrie, now Curtis and me. It’s too big of a loss to the hot man pool around this place. The women of Curves are weeping rivers, I tell you. The woman’s bathroom floor is awash with tears, to the point that you need rain boots to wade through it.”

No wonder the woman serving their foods was scared, she doesn't wish to lose her job here. "The one with shot purple hair, her name is Summer while the brunette is Samantha. Their parents are super rich but not compared to Sage. Whatever you do, do not cross your line when it comes to them." She enunciates with a serious look. "Well ok." I shrugged. "So do you like it here?." Suzy queries. "Yeah, I guess...." I got Interrupted by a very loud scream, I faced the direction of where the scream is coming from and realize it's from a short fat girl who suddenly rushed into the cafe.