Prime Starscream Toy Novels & Stories

Resting his head on the top of my own, we waited until Tenny seemed to find what he was looking for. "Ah, yes." He pointed to a page that was decorated in gold and silver - actual flakes of the elements if I wasn't mistaken. "This figure is the Prime." The figure was neither male or female by external markers. Haloed in colors from concentric circles of palest to darkest, the Prime stood on what looked to be a bed of snakes. Each snake was eating the tail of the snake closest to it. Each snake was a slightly different color as well. Dozens of lines ran from Prime to the snakes. From Prime's hands, body, face, feet. Everywhere. Prime looked vaguely like a voodoo doll.

"I missed you so much." He hugged me tightly. "You promised me ice cream!" "How can I forget? I didn't come empty-handed," I announced dramatically, holding up the little dino toy. "Behold, the mighty Screechosaurus!" His eyes widened like Christmas morning. "Whoa! It roars!" I pressed the button on the back and the annoying toy shrieked. He smiled. "You’re the best mommy ever!" "You bet your sweet curls I am," I said, mussing his hair and kissing his forehead. "Now, about that ice cream?" I held up the slightly dripping tub of chocolate-cherry ice cream.

2Pac stared down at Amy, through his fully charged, lightning bolt eyes. Amy felt a prickly chill when she saw 2Pac’s eyes for the first time. 2Pac’s eyes reminded her of the headlights on her Volkswagen ID.4, which was actually her husband’s car. The only thing that took Amy’s attention away from 2Pac’s eyes was seeing her little boy sneaking up behind the metal assassin. She watched as Omar struck the cyborg across his glistening broad shoulders, using his little fists. Omar didn’t care about hurting his hands. He wanted to protect his mother.

he complained, squeezing his face in pain. Amy chuckled, he couldn't accept he was still just an eleven year old boy — learned from a lovesick brute. Dylan Xavier. “Run along, but don't touch any weapon,” Owen said and the young boy grinned evilly, making Owen want to regret bringing him along and pondering whether to let him run around like that. “Was that the surprise?” Amy asked and he shook his head like a puppy. “No. It was part of it, but not the main surprise.”

“Trust me, baby. I’m going to make you scream before the end.” Smiling, Maya more than trusted his ability to do as he said. He drew all the way out of her until only the tip remained. “Look at us, Maya.” Glancing down, she saw the length of his cock with her cream, along with a small tinge of blood on his cock. Heat flamed in her cheeks at the obvious evidence of arousal. “I’m going to fill you with my cum, Maya, and no man will ever touch you. I’m going to rub my scent into your fucking skin.”