Female Izuku Novels & Stories

"Urrrrmmmm." "Should I call your mum?" He asked but she waved her hand. "Don't...." Samuel was perplexed, "What do I do with you, Ice?" "I...." Her claws suddenly appeared and before she knows it, she ripped off her own shirt, revealing her breasts in a pink cupped bra. Samuel gasped and quickly turned around, "What the hell are you doing? Put your clothes back on!" Isis got up, and hugged him from behind, her instincts now taking over. "Want me to hold your fish?"

"Blue haired Tin, blonde Ehra, Chinese Dia, daughter of mayor Olli, and long legged Gabbie. We've been friends for a long time within the elite circle. And as we've observed, it looks like you really don't care about Rye after all this time." "What's with that? Is your relationship just for a show? You know, it's quite normal when it comes to those in the elite. And knowing Fujisaki, he always changes women. But you're the longest because after he said that you two broke up, we didn’t expect that you'll be back in each other's arms soon." Izzy said laughing. Ehra nodded. "What potion did you use?" "No strings attached. We just came in for a show. He'll use me and I'll use him." I say sparing

"You can go ahead and change, Miya. I’m good. I’m not planning to swim anyway. I’ll probably just stay there for a bit and rest." Izzy replied, but Miya clearly wasn’t having it. Izzy did pack a bikini—a blue two-piece, in fact—but she had no intention of wearing it. She didn’t want to draw attention to herself… and honestly, she was shy. "Holy sh*t! You look divine. Where the hell have you been hiding that body, Isabel?" Miya exclaimed, wide-eyed and overly dramatic as Izzy stepped into the living room. Like Izzy, she wore a bikini too—hers was a bold shade of pink.

"Babe!" Luke called in surprise. Isabelle had her hands on either side of her waist as she glared at him then at the woman. "Babe…" he called her again and started to move towards her but she raised her right hand signalling him to stop. Her pissed off expression made him halt. The woman called, Rizza peeked behind his back and Isabelle shot her an angry look. She got more pissed when she saw the female upclose. She was pretty and she looked Korean. And to her surprise, she had big boobs which she lack! She felt more jealous seeing a woman with body that was her husband’s weakness who was now hiding behind him. Then she suddenly frowned. She shouldn’t be that insecure since she felt h

Shizuki began to ask herself if she was straight or bisexual since she felt the urge to simp for the woman before her. Lucifer caught her staring and she smiled at Shizuki once again. “Is there something on my face?” she ask holding that motherly smile. Her question snapped Shizuki out of her trance and she blushed then looked to the side mumbling something along the lines of “No ma'am you don't,” She pursed her lips and tightly held the hems of her dress, her face was flushed with embarrassment, she had been caught so easily staring.

It was the voice of the woman that had captured her two years back when she had followed the basket to this island. “Nwanyoo (Easy),” Ejima muffled and turned her attention to the woman. She towered some feet away, with braided hair that dangles on her sides. It was impossible to see her eyes, but Ejima could see the muscle drooping on her shoulders like a watermelon. Save for the fact that women hardly wear weapons, Ejima has never seen a woman with such height and power. Her status could send even the bravest man on their knees.

Isuzu hated playing bait, but she was small and nimble and quite good at being bait. And if she never had Ookami or her mother’s katana at her side, well she wouldn’t wish that life on her worst enemy, maybe her deadbeat asshole dad, but on no one else. Not even her. “Exactly what are you looking for?” Fiona asked as she picked up a fancy looking comb. “Just some everyday knick-knacks, oh and my makeup, my skincare collection, my shampoos, the new lip-balm I just bought, and the nail-care kit, oh and

She was a tall Asian girl on my left, and we exchanged brief smiles, but nothing more. The other three women wore the new white tennis shoes issued to them by the staff of the show. We all wore sturdy jeans and long-sleeved T-shirts with “The Island” logo, along with light windbreakers. Mine was currently tied around my waist, and most of the others either carried them or had stuffed them in their backpacks.

Iskarius said. “With this technology, you are now nothing more than puppets controlled by machines. Hehe…” he continued with an evil laugh. “B-barbaric…” Flo stammered as she tried to stand up. The Vitanian magical girl tried to get back up and grab her sword, but she was held back by the intense pain in her chest. Iskarius spoke again in an arrogant tone. “Floria Fresilca, former member of the Vitanian Frontline Witches Brigade. You may still be wondering why I am doing this?”

I asked. “I don’t like it, Zander,” she moaned. “I fucking love it.” I slammed into her harder, and her pussy started to tighten around my cock. “That’s it, Izzy,” I murmured, kissing her neck. Isabella started to vibrate, and a loud moan released from her lips. I reached around and clamped my hand over her mouth, and that drove her crazy. Oh, so my cute little bunny likes being gagged, huh?