Rosita Muppet Novels & Stories

As Rosie stepped out of the office, she was greeted by Arabella's enthusiastic, yet accusatory, presence. Arabella jumped in front of her, clapping her hands together. "You dirty woman!" Rosie took a startled step back, her eyes widening in shock. But upon recognizing Arabella, she swiftly composed herself, a bright smile spreading across her face. "Look who we have here. It's the Muppet." Arabella's face reddened with indignation. "How dare you!" She spluttered. "How dare you call me a Muppet! I'm not immature, I'm mature!"

So I didn't think much of it when I said, "No." Roaita frowned at me. "You'll make pretty children you know, imagine your child and mine playing in the sunset?" She said and by the way she closed her eyes, I knew she was already seeing it. Maybe I would consider having children when I get out of this place, if Rosita liked tiny humans, then they couldn't be that bad. The memories flooded my head and it made my brain hazy as it spins. "She fucking loved your Bald ass." I screamed as the tears poured. "She loved you so much."

"As distasteful as she and her sect are. Though you recall there wasn't much left of their order when we scattered them last time." "I know," I said. They'd taken it on themselves to work with the Dumonts, to kidnap Sassafras when he was still in mortal form. Mom and I made sure they would never have the nerve to come together again. Still, I refused to believe someone as fanatical as Rosetta with her absolute hate for other witches, though she herself had our power, would ever give up entirely. "Do you remember her scent?" He shook his big head, fur rippling, though not in the negative. "I do," he said. "But it would be better refreshed, if we can manage it."

“Alright, then, Mr. I–know–her–so–well. Tell me, what does she do when she’s nervous?” Rosette leaned forward, and I realized she really wanted to know if I knew her well. She wouldn't be disappointed. I didn't pause as I answered. “Bites her bottom lip until it’s raw and almost bleeding.” Sofia didn't look impressed. “Fine. How many moles does she have on her back?” I smirked. “Three. One on her right shoulder blade, one dead center, and the last one–” I tilted my head towards Rosette, “–a little lower than she’d like people to know.”

So Rosita, Daphne and Lance stood talking with Serena. Rosita was a tall, slim woman who looked like a mexican beauty queen. She was wearing a completely transparent, full length, form fitting dress that permitted no more than six inch steps. She had whispered to him at the door "I won't have it on long anyway, Lance. You'll spend some time with me tonight, won't you?" He had just grinned.

"Climb on top. Offer yourself to me, let me worship you until you scream my name." Rosette couldn't bring herself to look at the assembled pack. For the moment, they were so quiet that she almost forgot they were there. Keeping her eyes fixed on the beautiful stone beneath her, she crawled onto the top and dropped onto her elbows. In what she hoped was a seductive gesture, she spread her thighs, allowing the cool night air to flow between them.

" Don't call me nice, I'm doing this because I won't have you stressing me by wandering off tomorrow." We got to one of the rooms and I saw her looking around in awe, her bag clutched to her chest. " I guess there are no rodents in that bag of yours." I asked, tilting my head, and she shook her head slowly. " Anyway, you will get new stuff soon." A knock came once on the door and Rosita came in. She was once my nanny. " She needs shoes, gowns, tops and all that feminine stuff." I said and half turned to see Rosita staring at Merida, a glint of recognition and shock in her eyes.

A joke to myself. “All done.” I smiled at her, and handed her a cloth to wrap around her till Theodore was back. Go to Jamira’s room, and wait. Theodore will be back soon with clothes.” She nodded okay, and walked to the room. I notice she doesn’t really fight back much. I would have to give her some time to know she can say no, and ask for stuff. That she doesn’t have to do something she doesn’t want to. I went down the stairs and brought Rosalita up next. I was not going to be surprised this time. Unlike her sister, she got undressed easily, and got in the tub with no encouragement. She was definitely brave. She did not even hide her body. She looked no better than her sister. If anything…

“Alright. No problem. I just thought that it was worth a shot, but I understand that a lot of time has passed and your feelings for me are no more. That wasn't the only reason why I came here though.” “Oh? I see. So what was the other reason?” “I have some information that will prove really helpful to you,” Rosita said, smiling like the cat that ate the canary. She was already envisioning herself buying a small house where she was going to retire quietly and enjoy the rest of her life in solitude without worrying about having to work ever again.

Rose confirmed once more. "Yes. And this is for the little cuties. But they all refused. Wouldn't accept my gifts." Octopus doll for Acampeliaz .... No wonder it's so special, Rose wondered. "Leave it to me. I will give these toys and dolls to Oracle and Campel." Rose had her hands up, perhaps Theo would immediately hand over all the small objects. However, what happened instead was that Theo arranged a set of robots from the 'marvel' series, including a stuffed octopus in one place.