Indestructible Stress Ball Novels & Stories

I took out my mini-notebook, containing the list of gifts for her and read it one by one. First, I thought of giving her a hair clip. I find her very pretty when her hair’s in a sideways with a clip, showing her bright beauty to everyone. Then, second is a stress ball… this one will help her control her anger and could be a channel to relax. Lastly, is a ballet shoes. Stacey told me how bad she wanted to be a Ballerina, but her mom never lets her for some unknown reason. So, if ever she has this, she can call herself a Ballerina even without using it.

A small, shabby-looking ball in the man's hand, orange in colour, made her pause for a moment. "Remember this one?" Of course, she remembered! It was the ball she used to carry with her whenever she came to the forest to calm herself from her parents' bickering. A gift from Febrina when she was five years old. Back then, her older sister always told her to hold the ball if she found their parents fighting or she was afraid of something. The ball would emit a twinkling light that would always successfully distract her attention from the commotion of their parents. The thing that always managed to calm her down. Before one day, she lost it while she was in the woods twelve years ago and losing

A medium ball of purple darkish colour formed firmly with in her palms. "Its time you bid goodbye to your beloved land" Lollaine uttered blankly. Saying it, Lollaine let go the purple energy ball. It dashes vigorously towards the three kings. Only an inched away from the three kings, the energy ball stopped and stilled. Lollaine is surprised. With her will, she tried to pushed the energy ball but, surprisingly it won't budge. Using her powerful energy, Lollaine pushed again the energy ball. The magnitude of her force spreaded and deteriorated again, the unrecognizable ruined ground. Still the energy ball did not moved an inched.

I shoot Lacey a hard glare from her statement and walk slowly towards her. "It's not just any neck chain so watch your mouth or else I'll..." "Allie!" Simone comes in between us before I start clawing at her face. I pull out my stress ball from my bag and start squeezing it to contain my energy. It doesn't help a lot, but it's better than squeezing someone's face instead. "We are going to find your neck chain," Simone says again. "I promise. Don't fight you guys." "What if I lost it? You know I can't lose it!" I squeeze the ball harder, a familiar sting burning behind my eyes.

"I noticed you prefer black, so I thought it might suit you." He raised an eyebrow as he looked at me "You’ve been paying attention to me, then?" I nodded "I suppose I have." He looked at the shirt again, examining it. "It’s... perfect." He whispered, still looking at it "Thank you, Joan." "And this," I said, pointing at the stress ball. It was crocheted. "It’s a stress ball. I know you’ve been on edge lately, so... I thought it might help." He took the ball in his hand, looking at it curiously.

she said, offering it gently. ‘It’s a bomb,’ Due yelled, dramatic as ever. ‘Calm down,’ I whispered back internally, but even I hesitated a moment before unwrapping it. Inside were two small orbs, smooth, polished, not up to the size of tennis balls. I held them up, curious. “Stress balls,” she explained. “They’re good for calming nerves. I heard they’re especially useful for pregnant women.” I rolled them in my hands slowly, their texture oddly satisfying. The gentle weight grounded me in a way I hadn’t realized I needed.

I tossed the stress ball from hand to hand, mumbling to myself like a madman. "Fucking coward. Thinking he can skip his duties. Thinks she's worth it. Thinks she's more important than his Beta responsibilities." I squeezed the ball so hard it burst, gel oozing out between my fingers. I threw it at the wall, watching it splatter before wiping my hand on my pants.

But God, the taboo makes everything hotter. I can’t go to that dinner like this,jumpy, desperate, one wrong look away from soaking through my dress. After Mark falls asleep, I dig through my drawer and pull out the kegel balls. Heavy, smooth, weighted. I spread my legs again on the bed, still slick from earlier, and push them inside one by one. The cold metal slides in with a wet pop, settling deep. Immediate fullness. Pressure. Every tiny movement makes them shift, rubbing against my walls.

It reminds me of a game in my first life with soap bubbles. Looks very fragile however it only breaks when it wants to, even a few times I have touched it roughly, rarely has the brain broken, it gently forms a mushroom head in my hand. This orb looks very solid, it will react roughly as one would treat it, what a sensitive sphere. My hunch told me that this orb was the key. Try to be gentle, gentle, use your hands, rhythmically like a mother's hand caressing her baby. "Sorry, were you scared earlier?” I rub my eyes against the big glass ball, it feels warm, no kidding, warm.”

The energy inside it was also very unstable and it might explode halfway at any time because it could not be controlled. He looked at Alex and smiled cruelly. “Try catching another one if you can!” As he spoke, he carefully threw the Destroyer Ball toward Alex. In the next second, the man had his eyes widened. All he could see was Alex stood there without dodging. This time, he did not even reach out his arm. When the Destroyer Ball was thrown right at his face, he opened up his mouth and bit the Destroyer Ball. Immediately afterwards, he forcibly sucked it like a long whale sucking water. The Destroyer Ball that was the size of a basketball was sucked gone immediately.