Isla Moon Boobs Novels & Stories

It was as smooth as honey, but you could tell that it held a power that was unimaginable. Selena could feel some form of fear, but she felt safe nevertheless. She released a shaky breath and then said, “You’re…you’re her. You’re the Moon goddess, aren’t you?” The goddess chuckled freely. “I am,” She replied. “I am the one whom you have told everyone you don’t believe in.”

“It’s no new that this is why the Crescent Moon is undefeatable.” “That’s right.” Kayla bragged. “This is magical pearl that enhances power. It was specially gotten from a Legendary Queen mermaid. And we’re offering this heirloom to the Moon Goddess to prove our loyalty to her. And I can’t wait to see what you have to offer.” Kayla mocked and the crowd laughed wit her.

Isabella stepped inside like a shadow given life. She closed the door behind her with a soft click. She wore only a tiny black silk robe that barely reached the top of her thighs. The moonlight caught the curves of her body as she let the robe slip from her shoulders and fall silently to the floor. She stood there completely naked. Her full heavy breasts rose and fell with every breath. Her nipples were already tight and begging. The smooth bare skin between her thighs glistened with wetness. My cock hardened instantly. Throbbing. Aching. Ready.

Isla said, glancing over at Sade, “are your boobs ever going to stop growing?” Sade froze for a second before laughing it off. “I don’t know! I’m already in a C-cup. Do you know how annoying that is? I can’t even wear some of my favorite shirts anymore!” Isla laughed, crossing her arms over her chest. “Meanwhile, I’m over here looking like I just started fifth grade. Life ain’t fair.” Sade walked over and gave Isla a playful nudge. “Stop. You’re perfect the way you are. And besides, you’ve got a face that can stop traffic.”

Palo wanted to have a shot at him but I calmed him down. “This is nothing like what James did for his swearing in.” He chirps. “My mate and I had something else in mind, sorry if it’s not of your taste.” I said. “ Luna, how’s your scar by the way?” Now I wanted to bite his head off, I was about to knock him out but stopped as Isabella tugged on my jacket. “It healed pretty well along with the others thanks to the gift the moon goddess gave me.” She flipped her hair and walked towards the group of girls she was just standing with.

“Seriously?” Moon shrugged. “A wolve’s got to be proud of what he’s born with.” When the phone sang to itself about werewolves again, I hurriedly checked for Isabella’s text, when Moon knelt up to see as well. What on earth would Isabella think about me now? Or would she simply start comparing the size of wolve peniss? I took a deep breath, before looking down at the screen. Alpha, hand the phone back to your Wolve Winner or u won’t have a cock left to lie about :(

I looked around for any sign of Liam, but I didn't see him. “Well, well, well, if it ain't the wannabe Luna” Isla sneers as she approaches me, standing right in front of me. “She looks so mundane”. One of her bimbo friends says. With long blonde hair, green eyes and a figure of a model. She’s someone my mother would like to have as her daughter, unlike me. I stare them down, choosing to ignore them. “Hey! We are talking to you” said the other girl. This one had a little curve, black curly hair, round blue eyes and pouty lips.

The next day, I was scrolling through my phone when I came across Isabella’s Instagram. Her latest post was a photo of her and Marcus in the medical lab, their heads bent together as they studied a computer screen, engrossed in conversation. Beneath the picture, Isabella had written: "Exploring the clinical applications of Moonlight Therapy with Marcus. This revolutionary research is going to change the future of lycan medicine! Thank you to my brilliant research partner for his unwavering support. #MoonlightTherapy #LunaMedicalAwardHereICome"