Novel & Cerita Seperti Ingin Bab Tapi Tidak Bisa

Call me cheap or stupid, but I still have not been able to refuse his kisses, and neither does he want to stop tormenting me with them. Have you ever wanted something so bad, but at the same time you were almost convinced that you could not have it? That feeling of desiring something that is so far beyond your reach? The feeling is so disappointing and confusing. You do not know whether you should give up on it or keep trying. That is my exact case with Andy.

he rasped. His voice sounded wrecked. Weak. He hated it. He shifted his right hand, fingers brushing the blanket. Or tried to. Nothing happened. His brows pulled together. He stared at his hand. Move. He willed his fingers to curl. They twitched. A tiny, uncoordinated jerk. Not the smooth, immediate response he’d taken for granted his entire life. It felt like someone had inserted a snag between thought and action—a half-second of drag. “Mei,” he said slowly. “Why can I feel my hand but not make it behave?”

What's the use of having powers if I can't even predict what kind of problem the people that im protecting are about to face? I've just been feeling like I'm missing a big piece of something you know when the words are at the tip of your tongue but you can't remember whatever it is you're about to say, well that's how im feeling right now The nagging feeling is so overwhelming that I feel like I'm going to suffocate.

I feel tired, I feel weak. But... I wonder why I don't want to give in? Why do I still want to keep trying? I am acting so stupid, foolish, stubborn. This is the easy way out for me yet... I still want to... I want to... I want to keep trying. Again and again and again and again and again...

"Mixed feelings and messed up thoughts. why am i unable to express myself. parted my lips to speak but all came out was uhhhh. i wanna know the feeling of knowing my feelings so bad. how does it feel to express yourself? why is such common thing so hard for me? why do over think and make things hard? I wanna know so bad,so bad,so bad. but can't do it, do it, do it someone please teach me, teach me , teach me wait a sec, even if someone agrees to teach this wrench. who will guarantee I can learn it. even i am afraid cuz there is no warranty to this guarantee still... wanna know so bad, so bad so bad

I hear the voice again. Closer now. Clearer. Still not enough to understand the words. But enough to feel the tone. There’s something in it. Something familiar. Something trying too hard to stay steady. That should mean something to me. It does. Just not in a way I can fully comprehend yet. I try to move again. This time— Something answers. Small. Barely there. But real. My fingers. They don’t move the way I want. They don’t even feel like mine.

The words I want to say race through my mind, but they don’t get any further than that. I look at him, willing myself to speak, but nothing.

An intense feeling of discomfort gripped me as I attempted to turn onto my left side. Despite my efforts, something was preventing me from doing so. My body felt weighed down by an invisible force, and each movement felt like a herculean task. The frustration of being unable to do something as simple as turning over intensified my discomfort, and I felt a wave of helplessness wash over me. Despite my attempts to shake off the feeling, the hindrance persisted, and I was left feeling trapped and immobile.

But there was something wrong, my hand stopped. My eyes opened wide; I was catching my breath. I slapped the tiled wall in front of me, I couldn’t do it. The first time I had the guts to try and I couldn’t make myself come. What the hell I did wrong? It was textbook knowledge and considering my training it should have been easy. It was supposed to be instincts! Oh my god! The unfulfillment was so great, it was making me crazy. I had never felt like it before, the wanting for something. I was like an addict who craved his drugs, I couldn't simply make myself sit still. I had to make it go away.

/I guess it's kind of a torture to be mentally active yet stay limited by your physical capabilities. Suddenly, she felt the urge to relieve herself. This was when she realised the true horror and torture of being a grown person stuck in the body of a baby. She tried to make sounds but it only came out as weird soft sounds. Soon after she got the urge, she peed in her nappy, clearly lacking the control over her urethral sphincters. Feeling incredibly uncomfortable, she tried to knock on the crib but it was not not effective either. She lacked strength in her hits on the crib. /BaoBao... Where are the baby's- my parents...? Who're in the house...?/