Novel & Cerita Forced Ageplay

“I’m sorry but yes. You need care and if your arm is bad enough that Angela is trying to restrict what you do then, similar to how I have forced Damian I will force you.” “You can’t do that. I’m an adult at nineteen.” “No ma’am. You are considered an adult in the manner that you can join the warrior program and travel to other packs in search of your mate but you can be forced into the hospital and receive care until you turn twenty-one.” “I don’t understand. Eighteen is adulthood.” “Not for werewolves. There is a grey area created mainly for those who are orphaned or choose to go rogue.” “You would force me to undergo surgery.”

I hesitantly ask when he etches a smile, "Nope. We'll co-parent then." "But you have a new girl now." "So?" "Seriously?" I push his hands away and distance ourselves, "You're gonna raise a kid with me while fucking teenagers?" "Teenagers? What the fuck, Sophie? I'm not a pedofile!" Now he's annoyed. "I was 19 when you fucked me. Nine-TEEN." "19 is above the consent age." "Like I said, nineTEEN, asshole." He lets out a sigh, perhaps not wanting to entertain this quarrel anymore.

Chapter – 0001 Lacy There was so much tension in the house, and I couldn’t help feeling like I was in the middle of it. The government had recently passed new legislation allowing males from the ages of 18-22 who were living at home to have “free use” of all adult women living in the household. The law was an attempt to increase sexual activity and birthrates over the next generation because they were getting lower and lower. Unfortunately, I was the only adult aged woman in the house.

“I’m too old for childish games.” I leaned forward, resting my chin on my hand as I looked at him. “Oh, it’s not childish. It’s actually very adult.” He frowned. “How?” “It’s a strip game,” I said casually, watching his expression closely. “For every word you get wrong, you take something off.” His eyes widened slightly before narrowing again. “You’re joking.” “Do I look like I’m joking?” I tilted my head, smirking. “Sophie…” He sighed, his tone holding that warning edge he liked to use when he thought I was pushing too far.

“I miss you. Do you know, baby?” “Yes, sweetheart. I'm here now.” There were many more sweet words spoken by Ares. Making Feby lulled until she ended up continuing their hot game together until the night was getting late. *** As if never satisfied, this time it was Ares' turn to control Feby. Their morning activities opened with exercise on the bed for who knows how many rounds. Feby clearly felt victorious as she was now above the clouds. Her age, 18 years younger than Ares, makes her husband addicted to the role they are currently playing. It's natural for a young wife to be more challenging, right?

ferzi:- what about your physical strength, do you like to play? girl:- don't tell me you like to play child games. ferzi:- yes so what, but I haven't played those since childhood. girl:- I kinda like you, you are not telling lies for a date. ferzi:- it's just I like playing more than dating, well if you said, you don't like me playing like kids after marriage then I will change my mind. girl:- are you thinking so far, let's play. they played together laughed together and got close to each other, even more.

Forrest was strong and tall, but his big sister could still beat his ass. That’s why today, a day before her eighteenth birthday Nivia was sparring with her grandpa Asher. While Osiris was still strong and impressive, it wouldn’t be fair to let an eighteen year old spar against a guy that was almost seventy. Cyrus was even older, but Nivia had been able to beat him by the time she was ten. Osiris was still fucking good-looking though, he just got better with age. Even I had to admit that. Nivia bragged about beating her great grandfather every fucking year on Cy’s birthday. Fuck, I loved that girl.

I gasped, blindly raising my body and leaning on my arm, confused and disappointed. I whined, feeling a void and wanting Theo to touch me again, but he didn't. “Remember what I told you. If you want something, you have to say it. I can't read your mind.” He said, and my heart sank. “Come on.” He persuaded. “Please, Theo, please.” “You still haven't told me what you want me to do.” “Please, please make me cum!!” I pleaded loudly, clearly frustrated with Theo and his games.

I groaned before throwing the phone away in fury. My mind was blocked. I could no more take those damn conditions. He is playing with me even when he is gone. Just how could he do that to his own son? That's enough now. I mean, what kind of creepy conditions were those? Is it a game that he could play around? Getting engaged was far enough and now they want me to get involved in a flash marriage. Is that a joke? Which girl on earth will marry someone in a flash of time? This is ridiculously impossible.

I reached in and pulled out. A naughty adult toy?! My jaw dropped open as I gaped at it. Oh, this jerk has gone too far trying to mess with me! He must think he's so clever and charming. Well I've got news for him - two can play this game!