Lazy Susan Gravity Falls Novels & Stories

“Come here, sweet girl. I understand you and I will support you with all that I have got, okay.” “Thank you, Mommy. Can we go to sleep? I feel so exhausted “Susan, leaned on her side as they stood up together and went to the bedroom. That night, she slept at peace. The problems that had been burdening her shoulder had been lifted at long last. When she woke up, she got startled. Besides her, sat the man with the most gorgeous green eyes ever. She never imagined that it would be this beautiful to look at them until today. She was afraid to look at them before but not today.

Lysander’s hand was on her throat. "You were a useful tool," he whispered. "But the contract is up." "No," Vespera tried to scream. "No, I changed it! I fixed it!" "You can't fix gravity," Lysander laughed. His fingers opened. The drop. The sickening lurch of her stomach into her throat. The rush of air roaring like a train. The terrifying acceleration. She was falling. Falling toward the cold asphalt. Toward the end. And this time, there was no waking up.

Zelda stood frozen, unable to read or fully comprehend the scene unfolding before her. Susan was on the floor, clutching her stomach, tears streaming down her face as she looked up at Zelda with an accusatory glare. It was as if Zelda had committed some unforgivable sin, but all she had done was give Susan a reality check—a sharp slap that seemed to have shattered Susan’s carefully crafted illusion.

raising their first thumb against the other as a symbol of a stamped promise. Still overwhelmed, watching how fleeting moments turned into lots of minutes and minutes into hours, thinking of the perfect response, Ava shows gratitude "Thank you for showing up with this brilliant idea, else would've still be racking my brain from one end to another. I mean not for once did it cross my mind that it was going to be possible....not untill now. "I guess this is the part were I remind us that I'm still farmished," Susan whispers exhaustenly as she kept rubbing her stomach. "Even more drained than I came in."

There goes my chance of ever becoming salutatorian, I sighed as I took the remote and mindlessly flipped through the channels. "Good morning," Sara smiled as she walked into the room with a tray of medical supplies. "How are you feeling today?" "I feel like someone who has been hospitalised," I joked. "It honestly sucks to not have anything to do or having to worry about an upcoming pop quiz or exam," I sighed. Sara walked over to the bed and checked the blood bag before she injected a chemical in it. "There's a beautiful garden out back and another indoor one, a library and a cafeteria," she answered, "you're always free to go there but with your IV tube that is," she smiled.

Susan doesn't move until she hears the shower running. "Oh my god!" Susan exclaims, crawling towards me on the floor. "That was so weird!" She says as she pushes me down on my back on the floor. "Mom got me so fucking hot without really doing anything." Susan says, straddling my legs and sliding her pussy up over my hard cock. "I can't believe she's going to let me wax her pussy." Susan says, slipping my cock head between her soggy pussy lips, she drops down hard, engulfing my throbbing cock in her hot, liquid chasm.

Before the game starts she pulls Silas by the arm to come to her. “Darling,” she coos. “I found your glasses.” “Oh yeah!” Silas says excitedly. “I need these!” The glasses Susan gave Silas were fake ones, with clear plastic lenses. They were not Silas’s usual ones, and he can not see well. Susan and the babies stand in a circle throwing a ball to each other. Silas turns to Susan and yells, “Here you go!” as he tosses the ball to her. Susan fails to catch the ball and it hits her in the stomach. Susan clutches her stomach and falls to the ground.

When she looked at Jared's fierce eyes as he walked toward her with the iron bar in his hands, her desire to survive made her jump down from the second floor. With a scream, Susan fell heavily to the floor. The pain on her whole body was unbearable. She tried to stand up but her legs failed her. Susan sadly realized that her legs were broken and the three people upstairs were looking down at her. She was howling and struggling but there was not the slightest sympathy in their eyes. After a long time, Jared finally came down with the iron bar and looked at Susan, who was still wailing. He raised his hand that held the iron bar and smashed it down on Susan's head.

Right at that moment, Gavin came home and stepped in through the door too, with Lucas behind him. "Mom! Dad! You're back!" Stanley was just about to answer him when he suddenly noticed a huge hickey peeking out from beneath Gavin's white shirt collar. He immediately looked at Lucas, who shot him an apologetic smile. Everyone noticed the exchange, and suddenly, a series of embarrassed coughs echoed across the living room hall. Stanley shot to his feet and walked toward the door. "I think I stepped into the wrong house. I'm going out to calm down for a while."

I took two ragged steps back, clutching my aching ribs, my chest heaving as I stared down at her. "Physics," I rasped through bloody lips, coughing softly. "Force and balance." Susan pushed herself off the ground slowly, spitting a mouthful of sand onto the floor. Her dark hair was wildly disheveled, her pristine uniform covered in dust. But it wasn't just anger in her face; it was complete, unhinged, murderous humiliation. "You... pathetic... worm!" Susan growled, her voice dropping an octave into a guttural, terrifying unnatural tone. She was shifting..