Girly Stuff Novels & Stories

“And don’t come back with anything that says ‘Mommy’s Little CEO.’” I smirked. “Too late. I already grabbed one that says ‘Future Tax Auditor.’” She didn’t even blink. “I’ll burn it.” I held up a tiny yellow footie pajama. “What about this?” “Looks gender neutral. I approve.” “You don’t want them to wear pink?” “They can wear pink. Or blue. Or green. But nothing with those creepy cartoon faces.” I laughed. “You’re oddly opinionated about this.” “Someone has to be.”

The door of the bathroom flew open, what I first saw was a white skin, fragile white legs on a pair of slippers. I looked up and found a towel wrapped about the body from the waist to the two knees. I was sure this mustn't be a lady because a lady would definitely not wrap a towel from her waist but instead from her chest. Then my eyes moved slowly upwards, I saw... packs...six packs...well set and arranged. I saw a muscular body, then I lifted my eyes up...I saw... a pretty man. His dark oily hair fell slightly on his forehead giving him the cute appearance of a young high school boy. His sideburns and flirting eyelashes with light but tiny pink lips can make any lady crawl into his bed wit

Sheer black thigh-high stockings clung to my thick thighs, clipped to a garter belt that framed my ass like a gift. My heels were six-inch fuck-me stilettos, making my legs look endless and my ass pop like it was begging to be spanked raw. I turned slowly, admiring the way the dress rode up to show the bottom curves of my bare ass cheeks. My makeup was whore-chic: smoky eyes, glossy cock-sucking lips painted cherry red, hair cascading in wild waves down my back. I looked like every man’s filthiest wet dream. And I felt like a goddess about to be defiled.

Then, he awkwardly coughed as he felt a little embarrassed. “Uh...” Anna seemed to understand something, and Dexie appeared in her mind. She smiled and said, “Mr. Dreco, actually, girls like many things, but they are also very simple. For example, you can send flowers or lipstick, and if you try, girls will be happy. Also, girls like handbags and clothes, but last time, you asked me to prepare so many clothes and a complete set of jewelry for Miss Hansley. Maybe you can try flowers and lipstick this time. If they don’t work, setting off fireworks at night is also a good idea.”

she sings, turning the page. “So the kinks are… DFP”—she looks at me–”Dressing for pleasure,” then reads the page again, “Diaper fetish” I make a face. “Dollification, Dildos, Dog collars.” “Dog collars…” I repeat. She puts the paper down and wiggles her eyebrows. “Are you into it?” I scowl. “No..” She had mentioned animal play under Alphabet A. I didn’t ask her before, but I am a little bold and curious now.

If I offer her one of mine, she acts like I want to hand her a snake. I tell her that her disdain for girly shit is internalized misogyny, and she says she’d rather shave her head bald than wear a butterfly in it, so we’re at an impasse. No skin off my teeth. She’s the one shooting wide and losing out to some foul-mouthed thirteen-year-old.

So, I grabbed it. 'OMG YOU'VE BEEN TEXTING SILASON ALL THIS TIME.' I screamed. 'I've got a date tonight.' Huh tonight. I was confused but I realised it was 8 in the morning and I haven't got any sleep yet. I sipped on Ser's coffee to keep me up. 'I hope you know that it's sisters before misters.' 'Bros before hoes.' Adelina continued. 'Chicks before dicks.' 'Bellas before fellas.' 'Ovaried over brovaries.'

I walk her out and shut the door. Wrens gorgeous. Long, jet black hair, toned body, piercing blue eyes. She's my best friend and a great stress reliever every once in a while. Whenever I'm down, she's there to listen and sometimes takes care of other things. Which is ideal for me. I'm focused on my career, not women. I won't turn one down. I've got countless bar hookups under my belt, but I refuse to be that guy. Worrying about women when the alliance is under threat.

She was a big girl and she could look after herself! Which perhaps explained why she didn't tell him about some of Funky Lady's more adult products. They didn't just sell mainstream lingerie but also some more specialised role play costumes such as naughty nurse outfits as well as a range of sex toys and accessories. What he didn't know wouldn't hurt him, she thought.

Isabella gasped in awe. This was her first time to see a band performing live and she loved every second of watching it. The best thing about bein' a woman ls the prerogative to have a little fun and Oh, oh, oh, go totally crazy Forget I'm a lady Men's shirts, short skirts Oh, oh, oh, really go wild Yeah, doin' it in style Oh, oh, oh, get in the action Feel the attraction Color my hair, do what I dare Oh, oh, oh, I wanna be free