Lizzy Wurst Instagram Novels & Stories

I grabbed my phone and swiped through my apps until I found the one group chat I hadn't dared to touch since everything went south. The Lovely Buricats. My thumb hovered over the icon for a split second, a tiny pulse of hesitation, and then I just went for it. I hit the video call button. One ring. Two. Then chaarrann! “WAIT—WAIT—GUYS, STOP! MY HAIR IS A TOTAL MESS!” The screen exploded into a glorious, familiar mess of noise and pixels. Liza was the first to pop up, her eyes nearly bugging out of her head as she stared at the camera. “ASTRELLA?!”

“Thanks. Shit, that hurts. Did I break the skin?” Lizzy stood on tiptoes and tried in vain to spot a potential injury, but the girl had enough hair to start a wig shop. A frazzled nest of never-ending strawberry-blonde curls engulfed the injury site. “I think you’re okay,” Lizzy guessed. The woman’s firm forearm swept the hair back, and Lizzy studied the face staring back. Full lips that most girls would die for stretched into a wide Colgate smile. A cute turned-up nose and sparkling brown eyes completed the wholesome picture.

She increased the pace as she hang her one leg on a chair, going faster, I was actually loving what am seeing, she's masturbating in my presence. This girl is definitely gonna be the end of me, she stopped masturbating, rather started dancing for me and flinging her boobs as she was holding it, I couldn’t control myself any longer, Lizzy is driving me so damn crazy!! And am sure she knows exactly what she’s doing to me all these while.

My head spun as I tried so hard to see if I could remember anything. ———————— LIA "She must not find out anything regarding her past. her If not, our plans will fail." I said to the young girl: Her name is Lizzy. She is the daughter of the late Cathy, a princess, and a witch. She died after she tried to go against the tradition of our territory, and her daughter Lizzy was the only girl child left to bring a male child to the violet star pack. Unfortunately, her womb was damaged. Lizzy has been taking witchcraft classes to take over my powers when I am no more. The people of the violet star pack were all dying one after the other mysteriously, and to save our pack from going extinct, we neede

___ "Oh, my God! You look so fantastic!" Lizzy told me to turn around so I did. I wore a casual beige dress with a ribbon on my waist, partnered with a simple pair of white flats. My hair was curled also by Lizzy but I didn't let her put too much makeup on my face. I just applied powder and lip balm. "Do you think Zion will like it?" I asked her. "Of course! If Zion is a picky man, why would he ask to date someone who always wears sweatpants," she said, mocking my style again.

" Cyrus: Whatever! Jonason: You're so annoying. Cyrus: Let's change topics. You guys should definitely give this guessing game a go! Don't look now, but you might end up making the same mistake Christin did! Christin: Yeah! Join if you dare! Lucas: Let me give you guys some tips. Natasha has the longest legs, Miley is the curviest. Lizzy and Sigrid have peach blossom eyes. Lizzy's facial features are more distinguishable, while Wrenna's face is the roundest and the smallest. This is honestly too easy! Christin: Haha! Judging from what you just said, I can tell that you don't understand women. Lucas: What? My analysis is correct!

“I’m fine, Ezra. No need to hover.” Ray was right, pissing Wren off has quickly become a hobby, and a guilty pleasure. “You call this hovering? Wait till we actually step out of the confines of this clubhouse, you might have to find a new word for ‘hovering’” I take a sip of my drink, enjoying the irritation and displeasure on her face. “Help me here, Lizzy. Tell him to find another face hole to stuff his tongue.” Lizzy raises her hand in surrender. “I’m sorry, Wren, but you’re on your own.”

My fingers continued to scratch Lizzy’s fur, my eyes lingering on the crib. I didn’t know the kid, and I didn’t feel connected to him. But I was possessive of him already, which was a foreign feeling. Me: What did they say? Dax: She’s twenty-one, and came from a pack out in Colorado. Had just gotten into a prestigious dance company when she met the guy she rejected. Had to quit after she changed and found out she was pregnant, and started teaching Zumba at a few different gyms to pay the bills. Only one of them is in town. She wanted to teach at an actual dance studio, but they don’t provide child care, and gyms do. The food delivery is a side gig—it’s expensive to feed a werewolf toddler.

Liz spread her towel on top of the blanket as the twins watched in awe as her body swayed and jiggled with every motion. "That's sounds about right." Ray said in response. Liz's pussy was on fire. She could feel how wet she was. It was dripping down her leg! She needed to take a dip in the water to hide the sheen of her juices, shining visibly at the tops of her thighs. "It's hot! Let's go for a swim." She suggested.

and winked. Oh, snap! That did not just happen. ***Find me on I.G, Liz.S.Bluemoon for updates and more.***