Foxy X Roxy Novels & Stories

“Um-girl, am I missing something here? What’s in this chocolate ice cream that’s making you so happy?” “Nothing at all”, Roxy replied, sliding her tongue on her own swirl “I’m just happy you are open to trying ‘new’ things and not just the vanilla because you’re used to it.” Scarlett stared back at her startled before finally understanding what Roxy meant “When did you find out?”

"I know, I know. I'll be careful." As Jaxon left the room with Cynthia, Freddy turned to Roxy with a mischievous glint in his eye. "So, spill the tea. Are you the friend in a messy situationship?" Roxy's face flushed, and she nodded sheepishly. "Yeah, that's me." Freddy's eyes widened. "And is the man Mr. Hearst?" Roxy nodded again, and Freddy let out a low whistle. "Wow, I can't believe it. You're having an affair with Mr. Hearst!"

Maybe we're not going all that far tonight, then. "Bet you still end up going somewhere really posh. You're both all dressed-up," Roxy put in as she passed me with an armful of clothing from the changing rooms. She still looked star-struck, I noticed with amusement. "And hey." She stopped, leaning closer to whisper in my ear. "Who needs Drew when you can have that sexy studmuffin Marco, eh?Pwoar." "Roxy!" But she whirled away giggling before I had a chance to protest, and with a heartfelt sigh, I retrieved my handbag from under the counter and left them to close up for the day.

Roxy smirked, “He’s here with you but he’ll be with me in bed.” What? Her words shattered my terrain on thoughts. I was planning on not backing off but her words put me in a pause. “Roxy!!” Yohan stood up from his seat in anger and panic, “What do you think you’re doing!?” He gritted his teeth. If you look at their heights Yohan was about two inches taller than her while she wore a four inch heel but they both were good looking. “I’m saying the truth.” She folded her arms, “I’ve always been your sex par-” Before she got to finish her words Yohan grabbed her wrist and pulled her away with him while I sat in there in utter confusion of mixed emotions.

Roxy had been relentless in her persuasion, a force of nature armed with glittery eyeshadow and an unshakeable belief that a party could solve anything. "It'll be fun! Everyone will be there. You need to let loose and celebrate our big win!" she'd argued, bouncing on the balls of her feet. I, wanting to be a good friend and secretly hoping Roxy was right, had reluctantly agreed.

I whispered seductively. “You are turning me on.” She replied giggling as she embraced me. “I’m so wet right now. Do you want to find out how wet I am?” She stated seductively. “Daddy, daddy your home…” Leo yelled happily running towards us. “Hey champ.” I hugged him tightly to stop him from jumping continuously. “Hello, big guy.” Roxy smiled at Leo sweetly. “I’m Roxy.” “Hi.” Leo replied. “You’re very pretty.”

However when it turns out Felix is useless at reading a map we’re lost and exhausted. "Roxie can you climb up there and tell me what you see?" "Fine boss," she shouted back, scrabbling up a collection of jagged boulders and disappearing out of sight. "Is Roxie okay?" "Yeah she will be fine, she's a fantastic rock climber she can do anything like that-" "No I mean she's being off with you. Aren’t you best friends?" "Oh, no… it's just a lot you know. New start, new people. She's amazing when you get to know her. We've been best friends since toddlers."

Roxy's curls, now a damp, unruly mess, clung to her face, and I couldn't resist the urge to reach out and gently sweep them aside. As I pulled her close, my eyes locked onto hers, and I asked, my voice filled with a mix of excitement and trepidation, "Are you absolutely sure, Roxy? That this is what you want? That… I am what you want?" I had to know, without a shadow of a doubt, that she was ready for this, that she wouldn't regret her decision. Her feelings were all that mattered to me at that moment. Roxy's gaze never wavered, her voice firm and resolute. "I have never been so sure of anything in my entire life," she replied, her conviction echoing through every word. Axel, sensing my exci

Te asked "Yes" Roxy said laughing "she was like ahh get her off me" Roxy demonstrated laying in fetal position and screaming making everyone laugh "Dang oh my gosh I wish I was there" Te said

It might not be necessary to shift, and it will be much easier to fight if I’m not wearing a dress. As soon as I’m dressed, I step outside and immediately hear a snarl. I turn to the left and there is a brown rogue wolf stalking towards me. You can always identify the rogues because they look mangey and deranged, like a dog who’s been abused and beaten. His fur is filthy, with a few patches missing, and he smells like vulture vomit. The combination of death and decay mixed with the burning, acidic scent of vomit is the worst possible combination.