Luffy Stretching Novels & Stories

Head still back, he stretched, long arms held away from his body, a deep groan escaping his lips. My eyes drank him in, from his wide chest and flat belly, to the narrow cut of his waist, the subtle rise at his center, down to his straight legs. I stilled my racing heart. He faced me. “Let’s do it!” he shot back. I turned, raising my hands above my head, stretching. My racket hung down my back, as I kicked my legs out, pretending shake out my muscles, while letting something else loosen as well.

When the work was finished, she lay down on the ground with her arms and legs spread as far as possible like a bird, letting out a loud contented moan, "Ummmm Ahhhh" Imogen sat on a couch beside her staring at her with wonder. She noticed his gawking and shifted her neck towards him, "What?! You too lay down. Come on... You worked hard too. This will release your muscle pain. See stretch like me" She gave him another demonstration of body stretching, spreading her arms and legs farther away from one another and groan in satisfaction, "Ummmmm" He inclined beside her on the ground like an innocent child and did as per her instruction. He too let out a contented moan, "Ummmmmmm"

- Kurayami turned her ass up with her fingers, stretching her hole, showing it towards her warrior. - Without disrespect, my lord, it is a nice hole. - She said. - You want to suck for me, fury, you can lick it and stretch it, do what you want with your hole, but do not stretch it too much. – Kurayami said. - Oh, my lord, easy, fun. – The redheaded fury said. She knelt in front of her legs, Kurayami, spread her legs, spreading them upwards, with Tsuki's head resting on her chest.

And take a few more breaths. “Okay,” he said, turning back to Yena but not looking her right in the eye. “Here’s one to start with.” He gave her instructions for a proper lunge stretch and demonstrated. Yena watched closely and imitated his movement perfectly. They switched sides then kept going. Each time they were changing positions, Yena sort of kept getting a little closer… and a little closer… and a little closer to Evan. She was killing him. Evan’s active imagination was running wild.

"Like I said, I'm Lukas. A bit of tagger-on to the god crew from before." Stretch put her hand in his. "Nice to meet you, Lukas." As they shook hands, Stretch's head tipped to the side. "Your magic feels funny." Lukas' eyes widened. "You can feel my magic?" Atlas and Mason turned to him. Stretch nodded. "Yes. Can't you?" The guy shook his redhead. "No." "What does it feel li-" Atlas began. Mason laid a hand on the doctor's shoulder. "Mon amie."

As I stretched, I pulled down my shirt self-consciously. 'You’re fine, Vale. Just a couple weeks and you’ll be right back up there. If you can deal with your mom for another month after that, we can go into the advanced techniques.' Huffing, her words didn’t stop me from pulling down my shirt every time it rode up. After stretching, my mom rolled her shoulders, cracked her neck and motioned me to attack. So I did.

I staggered to a stop, gasping for air. Lucas didn’t even blink. “Now time for stretches.” He walked me through each one. There were shoulder rolls, lunges, squats, and some other things I had never even heard of. His instructions were sharp and cold. “Lower. Hold it. Stop cheating. Take it again.” Every correction came sharply, like a slap. My thighs burned. My shoulders shook. My clothes were soaked with sweat. And still, Lucas still continued coldly and ruthlessly. Lower. Straighter. Again.