Pantsed Novels & Stories

Another day of the same routine since I'm 12 years old. But wait, I didn't even introduce myself, I'm sorry. Well, my name is Pandora Vaughn, I'm 17 years old, I'm 5 feet 3 inches tall, and I'm in my senior year of high school. My parents are Charlie Vaughn and Melissa Vaughn, my younger sisters are called Shopie Vaughn and Charlotte Vaughn. Now that I've introduced myself, I need to run and take these groceries to my mom. - At Vaughn’s house -

I don't know when I'm going to see them again. I'm actually not in the mood to dress up so I just make a quick bun on my head and wear my mom jeans and a plain black shirt. When I see the shirt Hudson gave me last week to sleep with I have another breakdown. It's plain black and one of the rare plain colored shirts he has.

"I'm sorry, I can't do this." "Holy snakes!" Ken exclaimed. This time he was up on his feet, pacing from side to side. "What the fuck can you do? No, tell me, what? All you’ve got to do is deliver some stuff to a client off Eastbay in your mother's stead since you both look alike, almost her height, and the perfect double. But no, you are a fucking chicken, such lazy bones, spoilt brat! Trust me you are doing this, like it or not."

Lorenzo angrily pushed the perfectly stacked papers off his desk as he spoke on the phone. "Listen here you little fucker, you better not mess this up. How the fuck did you lose $250K? Find it, and if it is not here by 10pm tonight, consider yourself a fucking dead man." He spat, hanging the phone up. John, who was silently watching Lorenzo as he was sitting on the chair in front of him, tilted his head as he watched his best friend angrily pace around the room.

As he expected, there was a denial from the General- a denial of responsibility in all four corners. After a busy day, he proceeded to the department store at the corner to take home things he needed: a white cotton t-shirt, toothpaste, and a shave. He walked through the promenades of the mall. Then he headed to his apartment, passing through some shops to familiarize himself. His height and unique features always attracted some unsolicited attention from young girls. A handsome tall young man with glasses, he was a new sight. And it was expected of them to take a second look.

I immediately grabbed several and investigated, they were almost all full. *See? They are thoughtful! They want to care for us,* Fanny said, preening. “Yeah regular gentlemen, those two. They wear spandex pants and throw themselves at other males for a good time. Dumb jocks only thinking with what’s between their legs. We need a real partner, someone with an actual brain,” I said, with a mouthful.

Paz asked "As if he wants to eat me,as if I am his prey and he is a predator. You should have seen how he rubbed his hands on me earlier today." Angela muttered under her breath with her arms crossed on her chest "It's only your fantasies." Says Paz making a sneering remark, James St Patrick was known to be a womenizer alothough an infrequent one and Paz had heard that he prefers women with big asses which was something Angela lacked. 'Would you believe I neglected to put on my underpants as well?! It was really humiliating ." She responded

“Shall we continue on our experiment?” “Uh—sure!” Layla was really shocked about how Pax’s kindness. It was like somebody possessed him. Every other day she wore her usual outfit, a tank top, sometimes even a denim jacket, but didn’t feel quite stylish today. And her usual jeans. Although, Pax was dressed uniquely. The usual suit he wore each day, now became a casual striped t-shirt and loose jeans. How had Pax change so quickly after a month?

Liam assured and hugged her. It was 6 months already, and Elena was still at the restaurant. Although Elena was tired of working there, she wanted something different and she hoped for something better. Elena was denied entrance to Harvard where she dreamt of schooling. She was a minority and needed an adult to represent her. It was pretty hard. , she had no one to turn to. she worked and saved up till she turned and tried her best to make sure she did well. Elena was at work when two pretty ladies walked in. They were both dressed in exotic and expensive trending wear. One was a white girl with black short ponytail hair, dressed up in gold pants and a strapless top with black heels, the oth

He said "It's ok. It's just that, I'm not so comfortable with people giving me such look" Amyla said "What look?" Stephany asked and they kept quite "You won't understand" Raymond said and she was amazed "I won't understand! Why won't I understand?" Stephany asked "Because you keep asking questions about everything" Raymond said and she rolled her eyes Break was over so they had to return to their various classes. "Sorry for my manners. Thanks for the Jacket. I'll make sure I return it back tomorrow" Amyla said