Ginny Weasley Pygmy Puff Novels & Stories

I say slapping him on the middle of the back as I walk the short hallway. And if the little piggies don't get their carrot soon, they might wither away and die. Hudson follows me into the bedroom. "Are you sure?" I turn back, my hand already halfway into their cage. "About the poop?" "Yeah." "Absolutely. Ginny is comfortable with you when she's willing to poop on you." "Wonderful," Hudson says as I pass over Ginny —the white black and brown guinea pig — to him.

My beautiful wife Ginny is 25 years old. She is 5'5 with long dark hair, a tight body, long legs, and nice perky breasts. She's the kind of girl that turns heads when walking down the street. But the thing that really sets Ginny apart from all the other girls is her pussy. She has the hottest little pussy on the face of this planet. The first time we made love she wasn't on the pill and she told me to pull out when I came. Her pussy felt so good that I just couldn't do it.

What happened to her? She laughed again, “Unfortunately for me, I wasn't given that luxury.” Then she finally raised her head up and I could see the bruising under her eyes. The slightly purple blotch on the side of her neck, half-covered by her scarf. The weariness that clung to her like second skin. I gasped again, holding my chest. She got beaten up?! Why?! How?! “Ginny.” She said quietly, “Was never the child you all think she was. She has mental issues. When she was thirteen years old, Ginny killed a dog by hanging it on a tree. She smiled as she watched the dog suffocate to death.”

Pux popped from Renny's purse, his arms folded across the zipper as he stared at the others, his beard hanging down past the edge of the purse and over his arms. "I wouldn't dawdle. Demons are right nasty buggers." "Oh, my, a gnome," Wanda said as she clasped her hands together, walking over to Renny. "I've always wanted to see gnomes." She leaned down, her eyes even with Pux's. "Aren't you just the cutest thing? Would you like a cookie?"

I turned around and--- Then I saw him! “Tiny!” I exclaimed and bolted towards my chameleon. He was perched on the windowsill, his scales shifting in and out of shades of blue and purple as if he were trying to blend with the moss outside. I could’ve sworn he was looking at me--- as much as he could of course. His crooked eyes were glaring in opposite directions, but I could still see the same old mischievous gleam that I loved so much about him. “I’m so glad you’re alive,” I smiled and picked him up, ignoring the sharp pang that stung deep. Instead, I held him high, as if I was trying to give my wolf a better view. “Tiny, meet Pixy. She’s my wolf.”

"This has nothing to do with Dracula's form. It's been the original size from the start. If you really can't handle it, I'll return to my normal form, but it looks like it'll still be the same size." "Then there's no need to do that. Though I'm not sure if it will fit in my mouth." Ginny brought her face close to the tip of Damien's prince and opened her mouth wide. After trying hard enough, her entire mouth couldn't even contain a quarter of Damien's prince. So Ginny decided to use both of her hands to help with a task that her mouth alone couldn't do. “Mmmphh~ ... Mmmphh~ ...” It has been about ten minutes.

Three years later. "Mommy..." A child's innocent voice rang outside the small yard. I took off my apron and pushed the door open with a smile. A dirty little girl plunged into my arms like a cannonball. "Did you fight with Goldie again?" Goldie was a male puppy born to the German Shepherd owned by the village chief. It was just a little over eight months old. The little girl grinned sheepishly, showing her front teeth. "I won!" She sounded rather proud.

Draco’s POV She had a tiny and high-pitched voice. The pup had thick chestnut brown hair which curled around her round, chubby face. She studied me with soft green eyes filled with questions. Something about her features was familiar, but I couldn’t place my hand on it. “Ruby, he is the pack’s guest. Come help set the table,” Cindy said, staring at the pup in disapproval. “Are you Sera’s new mate? Would we be getting a little sister?” The pup refused to bulge, and she looked ready to rip out the answers from my throat.

"If you want to lie, don't do it in front of my kids. I don't teach them such. My children are completely innocent" "But..." She tried to talk but, her husband stopped her. "You must compensate them for her child's bleeding" the principal said. "It's okay, I got that covered" Ginny appeared from no where. Everyone in the office were confused. "Who is she?" "Oh, I'm Ginny Wills" she said. The principal gasped loudly and sprung up. "Wills? The...the fourth richest family?" Ginny laughed softly and gave a little nod. "How are you related to her?" The principal asked, glaring at Michelle.

Ginny's Pov 'Ace!' 'What, Ginny?' 'You have to hurry! The potion is going to wear off on Brax! He's going—' 'Ginny! Shut up. That's none of my concern, and it shouldn't be yours either. You only did that to help us get information.' 'But I...' 'You stupidly fell in love with him. There's nothing we can do about it. You know your mate has been here waiting for you to come back.'