I Shall Call Him Squishy Novels & Stories

Pretty boy went on to pick up a book, muttering something that sounded like “I need bleach.” I laid back with my hands behind my head. God, I'm really gonna enjoy cracking this guy open like a safe. “I didn't get your name, cell princess?” I asked, smirking as I stretched. He didn’t answer. Just went back to pretending I didn’t exist. I liked that. I really did. Because the silent ones always cracked the loudest. “Name's Quincy.” He mumbled over his shoulder, drawing patterns on a page with a finger. Just for the fun of it, I sat up, my hand behind my ear as I leaned forward. “Sorry, I didn't catch that, Pretty boy. Say what?”

He replied slowly and dropped a kiss on my bum cheek “Yes, that's a thousand squats a day, baby" I said to him as he continues to squeeze and rub my ass "Uh-huh" he said “You feel so soft, like... like a cloud, a fluffy cloud" He said while putting his face on the pillow “Oh, that is the pillow, you are humping the pillow" I said to him smiling a little “Huh? Is that what you call it?" You a damn female, whose pillow is this? Whose..." He asked behaving drunk as hell

He immediately went on the attack and glared at the dragons. “I guess I’m the guilty one.” Squall stretched his hands above his head in an obnoxious stretch. “I left my warm bed in the middle of the night and ended up saving a puppy from vampires. And I love animals, so I brought her home. I wanted to name her Fluffy or Sparkle, but she kept insisting her name was Allissa. My next pet isn’t going to talk.” I shook my head with an annoyed smile.

Next time he calls my name, I might get my d*ck hard- "River," he calls my name. "SpongeBob SquarePants!" I exclaim to stop myself from thinking about how close his voice is next to me, and he just called my name!! "What?" "SpongeBob." " " I shake my head—stupid, stupid River. I shrug, "Nothing. I am just sleepy. So... um, yeah. I just have to go there and point saying 'he's the guy', right?" I ask. "Sure. I suppose," he says with a little laugh.

A sensation of happiness runs through my body as I come to realization – she already sees me as her daddy! I get off the bed and starts pacing around again. I only wish that she called me daddy under different circumstances. Why am I such a dick?!!! I am back to that place of frustration as I think again about how I fucked up my chances. “ Are ya ready kids? (Aye, aye, captain) I can't hear you (Aye, aye, captain) Oh Who lives in a pinneapple under the sea? (Spongebob Squarepants) Absorbent and yellow and porous is he?

and I lean on my seat and hand him my calling card. “Good to see you again honey, I hope you’ll enjoy your travel.” And he started or rather pretend to read the book that he took off from his side. “What should I call you then?” to interrupt him “You are too young to forget, Didn’t I told you that I love to be called as Z? As in Zombie,” trying to hide his laughter. “When did…” before I finish my word he squeeze my hand and smile.

I haven't even tried putting it inside my mouth. "You don't have boxers?" I asked him in surprise. He shook his head at me and immediately climbed on top of me again. I can't help but to pinch his fluffy cheeks. "Kylie!" He threatened me, he doesn't want me to pinch his cheeks because he says it hurts me to pinch but what can I do because his cheeks are fluffy fluffy. I really can't help but pinch myself.

What just happened? “You should have seen your face, Gummy Bear. God, I’ve missed that look,”He said to me. I tried not to focus on his pet name for me and the way it gave me the feels. He’d been calling me that for longer than I could remember. Years ago, when I asked him why he called me that, his answer was that I was soft and squishy and it made me the perfect person for cuddles. That and only that moment was the only time I didn't hate being big. “What’s going on?” I asked him quietly. He pouted.

His head tilted to the side. “Hi.” I forced a smile. His head tilted to the othe rside. “Um squel esh wullop Zelda.” I hoped he realized that I said my name was Zelda. My Yanesh was extremely rusty. “Squap rius Nerius.” He squawked.

It was Sevin. "Hello? Sevin... Ah? Are you really here? Oh, I'm in the squash court. Uh... I'm learning to play squash. I can't, but President Handerson is teaching me... Of course, I'm smart!" Savannah answered the phone with her back to Callan. Callan's sweaty handsome face suddenly became as dark as ink.