Cute Little Novels & Stories

‘Here, kitty kitty. The little creature butted its head against my fingers, purring like a miniature engine. ‘He still needs a name,’ Lochlan said, crouching beside me, his shoulder brushing mine. ‘You should choose one.’ I considered the fluffy body, the round belly, the general air of edible softness. ‘He’s all plump and doughy, with that little white tummy… Let’s call him Custard. Like a custard bun.’ Lochlan was silent for a long moment.

Judging from this demonstration just now, I could already tell it was Emerald. Emerald is the shyest of the three dogs, and probably the most adorable; with large brown puppy eyes and huge, floppy white ears, Emerald can get any hard heart to melt like ice cream left under the sun for a few seconds. I turn around with Roy still climbing all over my bare tights and digging his sharp nails into my soft skin like he always do, before taking Emerald into my arms and delivering warm strokes unto her back and stomach.

He wanted to be a father he didn't had but it was upto Jude to let them meet "What are you waiting for? go get dressed" Kristopher head shot up and he stared at Jude's smiling face. "What....really....you aren't joking?" "Go get ready" Kristopher jumped out the bed to run into the closet but stopped and turned "i don't want to see a single bite left on that tray" with that he turned and begin to run but once again stopped "Shit! what does he likes? Toys....batman? spiderman? his favorite food...MNMs? or does he not like sweets?....."

he says in a sad voice, I get what he means if this place wasn't kink-friendly we'll all have to hide a big part of ourselves behind closed doors. I once read a story, it's called littles academy, a world where everyone is either sub or dom, and littles are regular and real things, I loved that book and the author is awesome. But sadly outside of this company walls showing my little self would be a big mistake people would judge and talk badly about you.

The little girl grabbed the phone and clutched it in her small hands, her expression aggrieved — like a pouty cartoon doll. “You lost me again! Why are you so stupid?” Her tone was comically serious, like a tiny judge handing down a verdict. Adriana couldn’t help but find her adorable. “Little Bunny? Where are you? Where did you run off to?” The girl, called Little Bunny, huffed. “I’m not telling you! I’m talking to you now, and you always lose me! I don’t even want you anymore. Hmph! I want to go with my pretty auntie.”

replied the little cutie pie with the same arrogant expression as Jacob , she held up both of her hands showing me seven fingers , as if to clear up any whatsoever confusion " Amazing " putting away the note pad I did a small clap then went to pick up the little teddy bear " Did you win this ?" " Yup " she said flashing a toothy grin and I felt my heart go all mushy , was this the so called ' baby fever ?' " Aww sweetheart , aren't you a little champ " I said picking her up and helping her to sit down the sofa " Have you already thought about giving it a name ?"

"I am very good at this cleaning job Sir and I can reassure you that I am no longer into..." "I never accused you of anything," Atlas cut her off taking another drag from his cigarette. "Martha the little slut," Atlas chuckled cupping her face in his hand as he raised her head so her eyes could meet his, he cupped her face in his hand squeezing tightly as Martha winced from the pain.

But as she saw the expectation in her father's eyes, she could not bring herself to refuse. "P-papa...?" Minerva immediately covered her lips as she felt her face flushed. She peeked at her father whose left brow was arched. Suddenly, she felt nervous about his reaction. Just as she had thought for the worst-case scenario, Santi suddenly smiled a little and pinched her chubby cheeks. "Cute." Santi laid sideward and positioned his left arm into an acute angle. His left hand held his head while his right hand-poked her belly. "I would like to call you Little Crybaby but Cassie said that you rarely cried. How about Little Bug? Since you liked butterflies a lot." He said as he continued to poke

"What!? Don't tell me you came here just to eat the meats I have left" "Don't worry, just a bite" Before Curl could stand and go to take it from him, he had already finished it all, including the bones "Did you just finish these big meats now?! You know what I hate about you?..." "Everyone hates everything about me. You're welcome" Little Ben said, licking his fingers, while Curl stood there looking at him like a giant. Little Ben was shorter than the average young Meiv, and they thought it was because of his rebellious and cunny nature. His voice also, was mild, he doesn't talk as much as Curl does, but in every statement, lies his annoyance.

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