Inkling Meggy Novels & Stories

[Ankheg – Mystic rank] Level 72 HP- 8400 Def-804 ATK- 900 Speed- 41 An Ankheg is a large monstrosity of the insect type, its long antennae twitching in response to any movement around it. its legs and sharp hooks are adapted for burrowing and grasping its prey and its powerful mandibles can snap any lower rank beast in half. {Warning the host has no chance against the current foe] I know! OKAY!!! Eh, that's the first time I heard that type of info from you, system.

- Meanwhile, Frank was sitting on a buggy with a couple of soldiers. He leisurely admired the scenery around, while explaining to Winter and Jean the taxonomy of the parasite infecting Megan. "It's called a brocade mite—it's a malicious parasite. It isn't particularly poisonous, but its eggs are well concealed, and it's a real bother when it hatches…"

Meg immediately began to suck it, swirling her tongue around my thumb like a lollipop or my dick. I began to push myself into her with enthusiasm, slamming my pube on her butt while my hand was slightly clasping her throat. Meg’s red hair cascaded down in front of her face as she let her face dangle forward as her ass pushed toward me at every single lunge of my hips. "Yes!" she groaned as she pushed against me. With my lips, I continued to nibble on her shoulder as I crushed her with my body, making her lie forward on the table. I put my forehead on the back of her head as my body began to quiver, and I felt my dick grow bigger.

“Well, how should you know? Your father’s practically a ditch digger! You don’t even know how to read, Ezra! Now, leave me be or else I’ll tell my mother you sneak into the sugar jar when her lady’s not looking!” Ezra’s eyes were wide as saucers as he kicked dirt in her general direction and took off toward the carriage house. Meggy considered chasing after him, wanting vengeance for the filth in her hair and sprinkled across the front of her frock, but she heard her proper name being shouted from the house and knew she was already in enough trouble without running after him and soiling herself more. She realized she’d meet the business end of the ruler as soon as she returned to the study.

Meg laid back as Jack slowly peeled her gown away, trailing kisses down from her breasts to her belly button, licking and nibbling till he got to her inner thigh. Kissing his way to the skin just below her pussy, Jack took his time, patiently till Meg thought she could not bear the wait. "I'm going to to eat you up like dinner, Meghan. You'll be the dinner I never got to eat" Then he proceeded to lick her over and over again, his thumb rubbing her clit and his middle finger fucking her. His tongue doing wicked things to her, lapping furiously, Meghan thought she would faint from the heady need she felt.

RED INK Ep 21: One Ego in mind • • ~~Linda's Point of View~~ "Have you prepared the presentation?" She asked Greg who was standing opposite her. He came forward and handed her the flash drive in his hand. She collected it and looked at it, it was a tiny flash drive, it barely reached one-third of her finger. "I will go through it one last time. Have you been able to contact Mr Dillion?" "His assistant has been picking the calls."

The room rustled with bugs as a result. “Hmm,” Meguitte carefully picked her way across the room, avoiding the trap which was as freshly marked as the day Leighton had made it, and selected a jar that already seethed with bug life. She set it near the door and reached out with her power. “Inlerum caprae.” Within moments, the bugs began making trails towards the jar, the flies plunging into the sticky mess, and the insects crawling up the glass. “Nice,” Connery approved from behind the mask. “Can you do anything about the smell?”

Mike gave the thing a wide berth - nothing was holding it up, and images of running away from the thing Indiana Jones style gave him chills. "Tink, wait up!" Mike called, watching her step onto a small, concrete podium. Tink ran her hands over a small, silver ball at the lip of the podium, and the platform lifted into the air, coasting gently upward about thirty feet. Mike heard Tink hollering from up above, the goblin stepping off of the podium and onto the platform surrounding the stacks. Motivated, the goblin disappeared from view.

“Don't let me down... The clock just started ticking and everything is going as you wanted...” *****

I chuckle when she stares at me, lips parted, eyes started, and shakes her head. “Absolutely, he was this ugly little thing. You know where you see something so horrendously ruinous that you can’t help but look.” She drawls comically and points her finger in my direction. “I crashed my bike into a tree; he was that unsightly.” It was my turn to gape at her while she smirks at me. “How dare you, Tinks, I was hella cute.” “What is Tinks?” Megan asks, watching us curiously.