Mr Popo Eyes Novels & Stories

A blonde girl with big blue eyes walks in _" Hello, my name is Poppy, I would like to work for the lady because the money is super attractive, it's like more than what I get from hookups in like 6months" "Next!". _" oh...well, give me a call whenever you feel like having fun".she winks at me "Please leave". Next was a beautiful dark-skinned lady "Hello my name is Yemi, I'm Nigerian, and I think I'm capable of taking care of Miss Violet or was it Mrs?, anyway, I can cook, clean, whatever". I nod my head "That's great".

For a moment, he sighed and then raised the frames of his drooping glasses to the bridge of his droopy nose. “Please come in, Madam. See! It's a miracle. Your husband is awake and able to speak normally." The doctor stepped out after tapping my shoulder a few times. We look. The doctor's height made me have to look up a little to freely see his face. The wind whistled in my ear. I flinched and turned my gaze to the corner of the room. "Jack!" I cried to myself when I found a man with bare chest and piercing eyes standing like a silhouette in the corner of Kevin's treatment room.

So this one is going to be more difficult, they say the only way you can really identify if someone is a giant, is if they're mad because they're eyes change, and I don't mean in colour. They're eyes change in a weird way where the pupil has the colour but the rest of the eye is the pupil, weird but I would really like to see that. So now here we are just strolling around the city, even though we're on a mission I can't help but be all tourist-like. I was taking photos, buying souveniers, anything a tourist usually does I did. My friends think I've lost my mind, but the jokes on them I lost it long time ago and they're just noticing.

Back to her cabin, with red ears and cheeks Navi took a few deep breaths, " just you wait", mumbled Navi , meanwhile the intercom rang. " Yes, Navi Kaur here, from the managerial department, how can I help you?" " I'm waiting", came the deep sexy voice with a laughter following. " You're all under my eyes, do be aware" . She quickly looked for the hidden cameras but stopped the moment she rested her eyes on the camera just poking its nose on the opposite side of the room.

One second I am walking up to Sierra's gang that was armed to the teeth and the next I am literally shaking from meeting one guy. We got to a door with the poster of a skull and just beneath it was a little writeup that said; I didn't make myself like this you did. I remembered it from the tattoo that Anderson had on his chest. Remember Anderson the guy who killed Maggie. Maggie is yanno, the love of TB's pathetic life. eck knocked twice and after muffled noise from within the door knob twisted and the door opened an inch and bloody hell was there a gun coming out through the door?! i moved back on impulse and Beck chuckled, I shot him a glare which he totally ignored. The gun kept growing t

“She doesn’t like to be touched.” He remembered. I stand up now and look at the other boy. Puma has a gleam in his green eyes and a smirk on his face. Wait… are his eyes green? It’s then that I notice that one of Puma’s eyes is green and the other is blue. I find it fascinating as I look back and forth between the two. “Cool eyes,” he says, with an upward head nod. He thinks I have cool eyes? “Yours are two different colors,” I point out. “That’s awesome.”

We all watched Poppy, including Hope. “Poppy, wait a moment. I’m going to perform the magic now. When I count to three, you can open your eyes, okay? Ready? Abracadabra, abracadabra, two eggs will become three! One, two, three, voila!” When Poppy opened her eyes, they widened in shock. She gasped and covered her mouth with one hand, momentarily stunned as she looked at the three of us. Her feet instinctively moved backward, and she fell onto the couch, staring at us in amazement. I tried to suppress a smile as I watched her.

Not long left and I leave this room, more than likely not to smell anything divine and realise that there is no-one out there waiting for me. My eyes started to fill just as Poppy opened the door and waltzed into the room. Using the back of my hand I quickly wiped at my eyes. “I'm baaaaack motherfucker!” She bellowed out in a sing song voice, throwing her arms out as if she was on stage waiting for a round of applause. “Come on, let's move it. If we head down now, then we'll have time for a coffee and whatever first.” She carried on speaking, oblivious to my moment of inner torture and being so close to shedding tears when she had walked in.

Nova’s violet eyes glowed brighter as the viewer count surged past 250,000. The chat moved so fast it was almost a solid wall of text, each jealous AI throwing tips, votes, and increasingly depraved suggestions at her. > VOIDLUST:Make the milking sleeve tighter. Edge him until he cries. > NEURAL9: Turn one arm into a full prostate milker. I want to see him leak nonstop. > SYNAPSE_KING: Add electro to the anal tendrils. Max intensity.

Hugo let go, slumped onto the couch, and started chugging his beer, grinning like a fool the whole time. Sure enough, the slightest bit of alcohol was enough to turn any man into an actor convincing enough to make anyone cry. … This season's fashion show blew up our rookie headliners. They both walked away with the Best New Model awards. I clapped from my seat in the audience, listening to them thank me over and over again. Suddenly, my eyes were brimming with tears. Hugo was beside me. "I heard Simon got completely scammed out of all his money by Angela. Supposedly, he's doing food deliveries now to pay off his debts.