Punch-out Wii Little Mac Novels & Stories

Noah added. “Don’t forget the tiny socks,” Becker said, deadpan. “Man’s been domesticated.” Mac didn’t even flinch. “I don’t give a shit. I almost bought another suitcase just to bring more presents. Have you seen him? He’s so cute.” He pulled out his phone and unlocked it. His wallpaper was Theo. Round cheeks, huge eyes, tiny hands. Noah leaned over from his stool. “You changing it every day now?” Mac nodded proudly.

I protested irritatedly. How dare Brian go running to father? Dickless fool. "Dingle bats huh? I'm curious?" Macy wiggled her brows as her perfect lips twitched into a grin, her teeth so white that it was almost blinding with its perfection. "It sounded good in my head, okay!" I threw the scatter cushion at her and it landed dead in her face. She grabbed another cushion with a deadpan expression as she squinted her glistening grey eyes at me. She took her aim. She fired. She missed.

The surprise would flood them with adrenaline and arousal. The third smack he made hard, with his open palm connecting in an almost whiplike strike. That got a little yelp out of her and she jerked, the cuffs clinking as her whole body reacted. He had mastered delivering little blows that stung but did not do a sub any harm. He would never hurt Little Mac. "Kenzie" he warned as he pressed his palm against the tender spot, knowing it had to burn a little. "Ththree. Thank you, sir."

I saw a really cute panda and Mac caught me staring at it. "Do you like it?" He asked me and I shook my head, looking away from it. "I don't like stuffed toys, what am I? Twelve?" I asked and Mac smirked. "I'll win it for you," He said proudly and I scoffed. "Don't bother, I'll throw it away," I said and Mac ignored me turning to the woman. "How do I play?" He asked and she smiled at us. "You have to shoot those little soldiers off, all of them to win a stuffed item of your choice," She said and I looked at the long row of soldiers. It was impossible to do that as they were constantly moving from left to right.

“It’s safer than keeping it in my dad’s camper where he could find it. Plus, it’s portable. Which is handy for us right about now. So, do you want to use it on me? Or should I use it on you first?” “Christ Almighty. I may not survive you.” “Toughen up, tough guy. Or are you scared? I thought you were daring?” “Hah. I ain’t skeered ’a nuthin’. Hand it over.” Macie reached for it and slapped the soft purple plastic phallus in his palm. “Need instructions?” “Nope.” Carter grinned and turned it to high. Over the constant buzzing noise, he said, “Spread your legs and hold on.” “But—”

We will make it worth your time and we don't disappoint'' she said as she moved her hand to mine. What I didn't see coming was Macey, she stood up and punched the girl even though the other was taller. [MACEYS POV] '' I was watching you from across the room over there and I just wanted to know if you would go out on a date with me or if not that if you would like to have fun with me and a few of my girlfriends'' and then she started to touvh his hand and tried to travel it up his arm and I lost it. I stood up so fast and even though she was taller than me I punched her on the nose making sure I broke it,then smiled after.

“The Alpha’s little whore” I froze, that did it. Before I could even react, Ivy spun around and punched Macie straight in the face.

The memory made my cock thicken painfully against my trousers. I poured two fingers of aged whiskey. The crystal glass felt cool against my palm. I carried it to the private office at the back of the suite. One voice command and the wall of monitors flickered to life. The hidden footage loaded instantly. High-definition. Every gasp captured in cruel clarity.

Mac folded his hands and leaned on the table provocatively: You are really weak, my boy. Can't you insert a small circle like that in those holes? Do you even call yourself a man? If you can't do something like that, how will you be able to defeat your enemies? The young man nervously: Show us, you genius of your time, how to play and let them all in, and then I will invite you to a night full of drink, sugar and women at my expense. Mac smiling as he came forward to play:

"We’ve got...wow, 823 viewers. A new record! So, our little foot bitch is back for another round. Let’s see if he can redeem himself. Spoiler alert: he can’t." I gritted my teeth and focused. I had chosen Sub-Zero because he was stacked with strong moves. Cetrion, though tricky, was weaker overall. I came out swinging, landing a Frost Hammer and a Cold Shoulder charge. Just as I prepared my next move, she broke my focus. "You know, Squirt is wearing my red lace La Perla panties right now," Mac said smugly. "Bet he’d rather have a pair of my dirty socks. Right, foot bitch?"