Sackboy Vex Novels & Stories

He was about to strike the unknown adversary when she suddenly took out some sort of weapon that resembled a grenade launcher but instead of grenades coming out of it, a white beam of light shot out from it and blasted the speedster. The speedster wailed and hit the wall again with his back but did not fall to the floor. His body remained plastered against the wall while the strange woman held the weapon at him, still emitting the beam of light. Almost immediately, electrical sparks began to flow out of the speedster's body and into the weapon. He cried out, trying in vain to free himself from the wall. Electricity then stopped coming out of him and the woman put down her weapon. The speedst

“You should hear yourself talk. Are you really THE genius Slayer of the Babor family? The prodigy who could create arbalests at the age of four? You should probably change your family crest from beaver to chicken.” “I’m no chicken!” Sasha sat up from where he was lying. “Stay down!” Aki hissed and pulled him back down. “OK, if you’re really a Babor, then you’ll help me do this last thing and, that way, you’ll be able to help both our clans keep the Egg absolutely safe in perper… perpi… forever!” “I can’t even!” Sasha said despairingly. “What makes you think they even need our input?” “Because, Mr. Genius, they said they’re gonna be building the strongest vault on the planet and make it imp—

But my solo experiments had taken a dark turn, leaving me craving more, needing more. That’s when I discovered Sibomin, an ancient alien machine programmed for one purpose: to bring pleasure. Sibomin was no ordinary sexbot; it was a being of pure sensation, its form shifting and adapting to maximize my pleasure. And Sibomin was also non-binary, its gender fluid and ever-changing, just like its physical form.

Even her lips turned white, making the tear tracks on her cheeks look like deep, hollow ravines. Dad walked over. His voice trembled too. "Dex, that command doesn't count. It was said in the heat of the moment. It doesn't count." The door was pushed open again. Sapphire stood in the doorway, looking at us hesitantly. "Adam has been sent back," she began. "His system glitched out. The manufacturer said his emotional module overloaded, so he had to be recalled to the factory for repairs." Sent back… The words bounced around inside my head for a few moments, unable to find a place to settle.

For a moment, that was weirdly comforting. Vex didn’t care. He shoved me against the wall, pinning me with one massive forearm. “Why are you here?” he snarled. “Start talking before I decide to finish what I started!” I forced air into my lungs, wincing. “I came… to fix.... my bike.” He scoffed. “You have mechanics on your side of town.” “Yeah, and they’re all idiots.” I wheezed, trying not to cough again. “My back brake has been a mess for two days. They kept screwing with it without giving me a solution.”

I feel Dampbell's gaze on my butt but I can't do anything since, first, with the treadmill I can't turn or I would trip and, second, I can't talk since my breathing is labored and the only thing I can focus on is being able to breathe. Minutes later, I don't know how many, Bob slows down until the treadmill is still and tells us to change places, once we are in place he increases the speed again, once he has reached the indicated speed he goes towards a guy he is still training. I see how his muscles tighten as he runs and I see without disguise his round butt, he has more butt than some of the girls, luckily, I have a little more than him thanks to the sport. I watch as he turns his head an

Varun asked with a slight tint of mockery under his tone, "Is your Archer not gonna join you today?" However, before anyone could answer. An object glided towards them with a razor sharp speed. This object was extremely big, over 2 meters in length and 0.5 meters in breath. At the first glance it looked like a big cuboid but soon they realized it was a tightly packed rucksack.

The horse-sized toys punched in and out, forcing deeper prolapses and endless squirting. The men watched, stroking themselves, while Victoria fisted whichever hole the machine wasn’t using at the moment. The final act of the day was the “Seed Retention Challenge.” Sophia and I were plugged with the largest inflatable toys yet, fist-sized when inflated. We were made to walk, crawl, and perform household tasks while the plugs vibrated and shifted the massive loads inside us. Any leakage resulted in punishment, hard caning on our already bruised asses and tits. That night, as we lay in a pile of bodies, covered in fresh cum, piss, milk, and dirt from the woods, I whispered hoarsely to my siste

Vex and Skipper give each other the eye. I’m still struggling to decide which one makes my heart flutter the most. It’s a tight competition. All of them are so different, but still equal amounts of delicious. Vex is the one on Carter’s left. He has silver hair like the others, but is the most intimidating to look at. If Carter is a gorilla, Vex is Bigfoot. He’s a giant. The most built out of all of them. His eyes, like the hair and beard, are also silver. I’m having a hard time deciding if I’m more turned on, or more petrified.

fear suddenly envelops the heart of Jimboy “it can’t be...”- Jimboy his eyes suddenly widen and all of his strength leaves its body “how...”- Jimboy The Tank(2) catches Jimboy. Using its enormous arms, it slowly squeezing the life on Jimboy’s body. “GG-gggww-aa!!”- Jimboy *crack* *crack* *crack* the bones in his body were starting to break apart! He can’t move anymore; he can’t do anything now...