Girly Things Novels & Stories

“Just in case.” Ryker held up a frilly pink dress with a matching headband. “But mostly girl stuff.” I groaned, but I couldn’t stop the small smile tugging at my lips. “You’re all impossible.” Still, I found myself touching some of the tiny garments. They were so small and soft, it made something in my chest tighten with a strange mix of nervousness and warmth.

Which made me hard all over again and gave me an idea. Baby-Girl unless we are playing sexy games you will act and talk like an innocent little girl with me and Barbie, but during sexy times you will turn into a super horny slut. Do you understand me? "Yes Daddy, is it time for sexy games?"

A silver cross hung around his neck. Like their male counterparts, the girls were definitely dressed to party. The first one had long, straight blonde hair and soft, pouty lips. She wore bright green "hot pants" and a teeny tiny tank top that was cut off just below her breasts. She was holding hands with a very petite little hottie who had done her blonde hair up in pigtails. She wore a very short hot pink miniskirt and a tight black top. The word "Cumslut" was written in silver glitter across hr chest. The last girl was a curvy, voluptuous knockout with long dark hair. She too wore a short skirt—light blue. Her large breasts were packed beneath a tight white blouse that just barely containe

Gunner. I was standing by the entrance to the bathrooms waiting for Zee and Nat when I noticed them. Three girls, about my age maybe a year or two younger. All wearing, or not wearing, tiny little clothes. Short skirts and tight little tops showing every bit of skin they could, I can't believe I use to like that sort of crap. Now that I have Zee, I see things a lot differently. A girl flirting with me I use to find cute, is now just annoying. Suggestive remarks from random girls were once an ego boost, now they are just gross. Girls dressed in barely any cloths I thought was sexy, now it’s just disgusting. But if Zee did any of that stuff, I would love it, it would drive me crazy with lust.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Oppan Gangnam style Eh Sexy Lady Oppan Gangnam style Eh Sexy Lady Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Swinging our bodies to the peppy tune, we glided through the army of witches that came out from both ends and in no time, all of those bitches were stuck to the deadly Super Glue and melting their way to noiseless but painful death. Nyssa’s special glue worked wonders on these evil Power Puff Girls. But wait a sec. Weren’t they every girl’s favourite cartoon characters ? Ughh. Never mind.

If she was anything like Cassie, I was sure we would get along. "You know, now I understand why your parents thought you'd end up in a ditch if you were trusted to these guys," I whispered in Cassie's ear as we walked into the living room. She suppressed a laugh in response. "Where were you, Justin?" someone purred. Like, literally purred. How does a human purr? A brunette was sitting down on one of two-seated couches, her outfit ridiculously expensive and fancy for a casual meeting. She had put on blood-red lipstick which made her look like a vampire with her pale complexion. She was so beautiful that it made me want to shrink into myself and disappear.