Everyone Loves Large Chests Novels & Stories

I tried to hide my bottom from her. “Yeah, I was looking for my old clothes. I thought they were in the chest, so—” Ella pulled my hand to follow her. “Don’t ever touch that chest again, okay?” Her tone was full of warning. “Excuse me?” “It’s probably bad, I forgot to tell you. Those are Boss Miron’s belongings, you’re not allowed to touch them. No one is allowed to touch that chest. Me, Sir Igor, and you too.” My heart raced, something amiss making my curiosity surge. I know myself too well, but unfortunately, sometimes I can’t control myself.

Crispin asks as strips off his shirt. I wasn’t sure where to look but my head wouldn’t turn. As much as I didn’t want to ogle his hard chest that was so beautiful. His skin was a beautiful caramel brown color and his 6-packed abbs were tight as he moved. Though the part I really loved was his chest. They were big for a guy his size and the way they moved as he flexed his arms was mesmerizing. I always loved a guy with a big chest as it proved he was strong enough to handle me. I did not except him to be hiding such a wonderful sight under his shirt.

“So that was it. He dumped you just for the minor crises your family had. Sometimes I wonder if Abel is still the same man that bought you the treasure chest.” Riana frowned. Jessica was clueless about what happened and could only blame Abel. So mentioning the treasure chest brought tears into her eyes. That Chest showed how much Abel loved and doted on her. He travels far away to England to buy the treasure chest during the Royal auction. The treasure chest was specially made for Queen Victoria and has no other like it in the entire world. The exact chest cannot be reproduced by anyone in the entire universe. Abel spent hundreds of millions just to get her the treasure chest. Thinking of th

“So they couldn't find time to take a bloody picture, but they could hide a chest from the police?” “Tracy, don't act like you don't how much people love money.” This was true. Humans will do anything for money. “What did they find in the chest?” “They had been under constant questioning from the police so they couldn't get to the chest which they had hidden at a neighbour's home. Now that they're free, they are scared to even touch the chest because they have heard about the disappearance of the cave. They think it's cursed and won't touch it.” What was this all about? I still wasn't buying any of this, but if there was a chest, I want to have it.

' thought Charlotte . " Thank you, your highness ! " said the girls and slowly raised as their chest bounced . ' Others would kill to be naturally born with such big breasts . Although , I don't quite like it . It must be uncomfortable for them to sleep with those giant things on their chest . ' thought Charlotte with a pitiful expresison . The girls looked at Charlotte surprised and interested . They looked like humans staring at an alien .When Charlotte noticed it , she looked at them with a serious expresison .

“Uhh, thanks.” “Do you like them? I went in and got them myself. Turns out that men don’t actually get the stink eye when shopping for women’s undergarments. I didn’t even have to make excuses about them being for a partner and not myself.” “Duh, did they think you’d be buying frilly, lacy, pink shit in a small size, bro?” Atlas snorts. “You’re clearly an extra, extra, extra, extra fucking large.” “Did you get a matching bra?” Marcus eggs him on.

“I fully intend to be an unhinged rich aunt.” We burst into laughter, making stupid suggestions as we drive. Matching leather jackets. A goldfish. A dragon. (Elias gets very invested in the dragon idea.) Shopping takes hours—too many stores, too many people, too much Elias holding up dresses and asking if they “come in executioner black.” I buy too much chocolate, Sonia buys impractical boots with spikes, and Elias somehow ends up with a keychain shaped like a tiny sword. None of it makes sense. All of it feels right.

Finally, several servants carried out the massive, ornate chest sent by the Emperor. "Grand Duke, wouldn't it be wiser to open the gift at a later time?" Derrick stepped forward, intervening. "And why is that? I wish to display the Emperor's profound sincerity. His Majesty sent this through his most trusted people, surely everyone is curious to see what lies within." Derrick could no longer find a valid counterargument. He reluctantly stepped back a few paces, watching intently as Kaelus approached the chest. Kaelus slowly lifted the heavy lid. Thousands of glittering gold coins and lavish gemstones filled the chest to the brim. The nobles erupted into cheers, praising the Emperor’s immense

I hoped it wasn’t a joke gift, with box after box like those Russian nesting dolls. I carefully lifted the lid on the chest and gasped. There was the treasure. Sitting right on top of some other stuff was a long, thick, incredibly realistic-looking dildo. My jaw dropped as I tried to wrap my mind around the logistics of using it for anything beyond putting it on the mantelpiece and talking about it in hushed, reverent, tones. Hanging around the base was a little booklet on a string, and the front page of that said “Feel Familiar Inc. Create Your Own Replica For That Familiar Feeling.” My eyes went even wider when I read those words.

“Yeah, I suppose.” Inside the chest there was a glass globe. A magic crystal ball? An oversized marble? It didn’t come with instructions so it was hard to tell. Cheng went around the room opening chests and everyone dived in after him to see what they’d won. Christmas come early. Or late. Or not at all. I wondered if people gave each other presents to celebrate the Day of Weld, before they got eaten. “I found something,” said Maurice. He was bent over a particularly small chest. He pulled out a crucifix.