King Kong Barbie Novels & Stories

The heavy doors slammed shut behind her, the sound of it making Barbie burst out in uncontrollable laughter. Kenneth appeared from God-knows-where, arms folded, lips twitching in amusement. “She didn’t last ten minutes,” he remarked. “She’s weak,” Barbie replied, still laughing. “So are most people,” Kenneth said, his gaze glinting with something darker. “But you, Barbara… you’re special.” The laughter drained from her throat.

"Barbie, it's me. Yes, it's Williams. How are you?" "I'm good," Barbie replied. "What's up?" Williams asked anxiously, "Where are you right now? I need to see you." "I'm at the hospital." "Hospital? Why? What are you doing at the hospital?" Williams asked. Barbie stuttered, "I..., um, I..." "Okay, you know what? Just relax. Tell me... what is the name of the hospital?" After hearing the name of the hospital, Williams said to Barbie, "I'm coming right away. Don't do anything and don't go anywhere, okay? I need to see you right now. It's very important."

< MR JOHNSON'S MANSION ~ Barbie'S ROOM > Barbie was fast asleep in her room , pouting her lip and snoring softly. Her room window creek opened and Kingsley dragged his weak wounded body in. He managed to walk towards her bed and sat on it. He started tapping her and calling her Name. "Barbie wake up, wake up " He said in low voice it was in the middle of the night and he was afraid that someone might hear him. "I don't want your cookies!! " Barbie half yelled in her sleep and swing her hand across Kingsley's face leaving him stunned. Is this girl crazy ?! Who is offering her cookies?!! And damnit she just slapped his face that was already hurting badly.

Kirsten Zūng is the Great Witch. Barbie held up her daggers and slashed through the beast's throat as easy as cutting the throat of a goat. Jucel quickly examined Zabdiel's wounds. The blood was oozing non-stop from his torso and he was breathing irregularly. His arm was twisted while his knee was fractured.

*** “This is Spongebob. He is Barbie’s boyfriend.” “Why Spongebob? Hulk is a lot better. He is strong, and he’s a superhero.” “He’s ugly! And he can’t even talk. Hulk only smashes.” “Then Barbie is not a nice person. She doesn’t like Hulk just because he’s ugly?” “She isn’t mean. You are mean! MOM!!” “Mica, you chose Barbie, let Manu choose the toy he wants to use.” The two women were watching this exchange through the large glass doors that connected the garden to the living room.

I thought it was just a love story between Barbie and the prince, but I am wrong because there is a part in the end that Barbie's mother is a queen lady. “Why she’s not afraid to live on the island? ‘Isn’t she the only one there?” “N-no. She is with her animal friends,” "But not all animals are friendly." "That's where she grew up so she's not afraid anymore," I replied. She nodded. “What do you think? When I grow up, ‘when there is a prince, will he take me to my Mommy? Like what the Prince did to find her mother?” I was suddenly drowned in my own saliva.

I took a deep breath and walked to the elevator. - Hey, Anon? – I asked, already far from him. - No, Mrs Bongiove. - Do you run the risk of Dark Barbie being with him? - Isn't Dark Barbie the Witch's Apprentice? - Dark Barbie is the peroxide dancer with fake hair. - The Dark Barbie would be the blonde of the middle dick? - Yes yes. He thought for a moment before replying: - I don't know, Mrs Bongiove. I have no idea where Miss Cindy might be.

I really couldn't keep denying it. We eventually got to the supermarket. It felt so nice to finally be outside and not in that mansion. I didn't exactly have a lot of freedom to move around though. Baron had his bodyguards following us around. It was suffocating. I tried to ignore it so that it wouldn't ruin the mood. I watched as Baron picked different items from different aisles. He even browsed the lady's section. Probably for his girlfriend. If he even had one The concept of him having a girlfriend was just too unbelievable. Then again, it wasn't impossible. I shook my head and waved the thought off.

Third Person's POV “Hiya, Barbie Hi, Ken You want to go for a ride? Sure, Ken, Jump in, I'm a Barbie girl, in the Barbie world Life in plastic, it's fantastic You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere, Imagination, life is your creation,”

At this moment, Lucinda was blushing, her expression full of unmet desire as she pleaded, "I get this… itch whenever I drink. Just scratch this itch for me, will you, Mr. Glover? Just shield me with your body so my dad doesn't notice us." As I stared down at the fleshy globes through her neckline, I gulped. She was indeed a stunner. She was curvy and more voluptuous than those stars in adult films. Heat kept surging within me, becoming impossible to suppress. Who could ever resist when a spectacular 20-year-old woman begged them for a favor as such? I took a quick glance at Jerry next to me. Not only had he already reached his hand under Maya's skirt, but Maya even leaned into it, parting he