Novel Cream Switches Novels & Stories

She hadn’t given Eden anything in return, yet Eden had already gifted her something so precious. Eden thought for a moment and said, "Not that expensive. It’s just ten dollars." "Ten dollars?" Sinead gasped. "That’s incredibly cheap! Do you have more?" Eden raised an eyebrow, suspicious. "This cream is so effective and affordable. We should market it. Give me more, and I’ll sell it for $10,000 a bottle," Sinead said, contemplating whether $10,000 was still too low. In Rielton, wealthy women would likely pay even $100,000 a bottle once they realized the cream could make them look younger.

I go into the suite and open the cupboard, where I keep my hair creams. “Don't talk to me!”, Blanca says and hangs up on me. I look at the screen in disbelief. What a shitty day! And I've only been awake for twenty minutes. “Bloody hell.” I take the jar of intensive moisturizer and open it, finding a jar of hazelnut cream inside for emergency situations instead of cream. The contract says no cans, no jars and most importantly: no preservatives! I know Berta comes to inspect, it takes hours to clean my room, do you think I'm an idiot? I don't even leave it messy... I pick up the toothbrush case and take out a spoon, opening the seal, smelling the delicious aroma. I knew it would be a good ide

I took two of them and handed them to him. "This container here contains the new product. It has the capability of curing all skin diseases, whether acne, ringworm, vitiligo, or even wrinkles, in just three to seven days. And it has a prolonged effect of nourishing the skin and killing off dead cells. I am giving you these two; use them and test it out on your wife." Campbell's face blushed at the mention of his wife. His wife was very wrinkled due to the effect of using the wrong cream.

“Did you use the cream tonight?” I still can't wrap my head around it all. Of course, Mrs. Aaron has said that the cream would fade the scar in three days, but still how did it happen so fast? I just formulated the recipe from the knowledge I had in herbal classes and information I got online. I had prayed for the cream to work, but not like this. I'm beyond impressed. “Yes, I used it earlier when you gave it to me and tonight too.” He walks towards the mirror and when he stares at his face, his mouth parts open in disbelief. His fingers trembles as he touch his face. “How? How—did this happen, Lira?”

She took a glob of this and rubbed it across Helen’s stomach. “Don’t worry,” she said. “It’s just sage and a couple of other herbs, but they help amplify my power so that I can see through your body to get a good read on your pups. It’s kind of like a transmitter.” She smeared this all over and smiled at Helen. “The good news is the cream also works as a great moisturizer. When you get done, you’ll smell all fresh, and your stomach will be nice and smooth.” Helen giggled nervously, and Dr. Myles patted her stomach before turning to wipe her hands.

She nodded obediently, lifted the cup, and chugged it down like a little hamster—a ring of milk foam clinging to her upper lip. Breakfast done, Jake didn't rush to hit the road. He settled into the driver's seat, leaned back, and pulled out three small vials. One pale blue — Basic Gene Serum. One deep blue — Mid-Grade Gene Serum. And a third — Potent Antibiotics.

I asked, looking at the man’s dick. Cade smiled. “It is. He actually switched his product when you opened the shop. Said it was more absorbant.” The same material I used to absorb oil and grease off the floor was the same material holding his man’s penis together. “It stops the bleeding almost instantly. Allows for more progress.” “That’s… fair…” I muttered. Cade smirked at me as he pushed around.

"Alright. We'll start with the chest." After saying that, he reached out his large, cream-covered hands. This time, they cupped both of my breasts fully. The cream had a faint herbal scent and felt cool against my skin. The contrast between the heat of his palms and the chill of the cream stimulated the tips of my breasts. I couldn't help but look down. The white cream was spread across my chest, smeared thin by his large hands as they kneaded and rubbed the soft flesh. The sight was incredibly lewd.

Joe replied. "You're the strongest among us, so you can say whatever you want. This afternoon sun is still enough to make us feel like we’re burning, Joe!" Brandon defended. "Hahaha, try my new cream. I know a vampire scientist who developed it," Joe said, holding out a tube of skin-colored cream that looked almost like foundation. "Ah, now that’s worth it! You’ve been hiding the good stuff," Kelvin said, immediately applying the cream. The wind suddenly picked up, turning into a sharp gust. Joe, who had been relaxed, grew serious as he sensed a shifting energy.

The look in her eyes told the entire room everything they did not want to hear. "I'm sorry, but I found nothing." "That's it? You're done?" Nigel snapped, his voice vibrating with rage. "I am sorry, Nigel," Opal said, rubbing her temples, "even though there are plenty of spells about casting body-switching curses, there is nothing, absolutely nothing about switching back." Nigel's jaw dropped. "You're telling me I traveled through hell...survived kissing mermaids, almost drowning, and Duran's nonstop complaining for this? For absolutely nothing?"