Snow White Disney Princesses Novels & Stories

A low moan escapes my lips as lips encircle my hard nipple. Strong fingers find their way inside me, slowly moving in a ‘come hither’ motion and creating a lewd squelching sound that I did not expect my body to make. “Princess, are you my good girl?” I look down my body to find familiar dark green eyes, filled with lust and need. “Yes!” I moan out my answer….

I looked into her eyes and she asked, “Do you know what I have never understood about Disney Princesses? That was not where I planned on leading the conversation but I couldn’t resist the temptation to figure out what the hell she was thinking about now. I laughed as I tried to keep up with her change in topic, “What my Everything? What has you so troubled over Disney Princesses? She was so matter of fact. She said, “Their Princes were all kinda dumb. I mean really. He’ll marry any chick that can fit one glass slipper on her foot. Snow White’s prince was a stranger trapesing through the woods, Sleeping Beauty’s prince was the same. You’re gonna marry the chick if she wakes up when you kiss h

And a food delivery turned up, too, so my kitchen and cupboards are fully stocked. Properly moved in, I was left with enough time to nip to the shopping mall and spend the afternoon browsing for toys. Having no idea what would capture a girl of six’s interest, I put myself at the mercy of the sales assistant. She was soon walking me through the store’s best-selling items for that age group. “Lately, the Disney Princess Lego has been popular.” She pointed out a Rapunzel doll and tower set, and I nodded, adding it to my basket, as well as the Frozen Winter Wonderland set, complete with Anna and Elsa dolls.

she asked, toe tapping against the weathered porch boards. Damn. She got me. I had done my best to learn what I could about Tobi’s world, and yeah, I knew he was a prince. But I hadn’t really thought it through. Not all the way. “I mean… we haven’t exactly talked about that yet,” I muttered, trying to keep my composure. “A crescent moon,” Moira said, exasperated. “I guess we should start calling you Princess,” Oscar teased with a grin. Henry turned in his arms, confused. “Wait, what secret is she keeping?”

With what little strength I had left, I screamed at them and mentioned the title I had kept buried for years. "This is a warning! I'm the wolf princess of the Werewolf Kingdom! Think about the consequences of hurting me!" They only laughed. "Wolf princess? That ruthless wolf princess from back then? You expect us to believe she turned into a wretch like you?" They ripped what was left of my dress and closed in again. "We're in the wild. No one's coming. Let's finish this." "I won't lie. She's got a hell of a body." I closed my eyes and drowned in despair.

My princess looks at me satisfied as she approaches me --- You were very kind, thank you-- he says touching my hair ---I would do anything for you-- I say sincerely, seeing her blush --- Well, I'm hungry, aren't you?-- asks trying to dodge the subject again --- I am, now get the yogurt, milk and strawberries that are in the fridge, I will make a very strengthening vitamin for you-- I say and my princess soon goes to the sink to wash her hands --- Yes sir-- speaks already near the fridge while picking things up and putting them on the table. The buns are already ready, the big problem is how to make the smoothie, what happened? I know what goes into a smoothie, I just don't know how to make i

She said with a dreamy look. She had nothing of a princess... She hardly spoke of fancy dresses or crowns, she simply spoke of her manners... She hardly acted like a savage but she didn't have refined manners like the woman in front of her either... Mirabelle... Is this what she would have looked like if she had been a princess? She would think she was beautiful... - I am Princess Mira-belle... She says with a theatrical air. - Keep your voice down! And don't ever do that again... It's not like me...

She can still somehow end up sounding fucking cute even when she’s wearing nothing but a t-shirt that stretches over her large breasts. “So, do you have a preference, Princesa? Blond hair, black hair? Blue eyes?” She blinks as she looks up at me, her cheeks tinting a pretty pink hue. “I do… Chocolate brown hair, hazel eyes, full lips… angled jaw…” She raises her hand tenderly, swallowing as she brushes her hand over my jaw. She’s describing me. “A few scars…” I grip her wrist, stopping her hand from travelling down my jaw. “Don’t…” I say quietly, swallowing hard.

Janice and I glanced at her, then back at each other, exchanging a meaningful look that spoke more than words. “Oh, please. Just look at her. Does she even look like a princess to you?” Janice snapped, her tone laced with irritation, and I couldn’t help but chuckle at her bluntness. “I mean, sure, I’ve got this strong feeling her wolf might be a Lycan,” Janice added, lowering her voice as if it were some top secret. “But a princess? Never. Not in this lifetime.” Chloe burst out laughing at that, while I exhaled softly, relief washing over me. At least, for now, she didn’t seem to notice how tense Janice’s reaction had been.

She walked in wearing white and baby pink. With a single glance, you could tell she was dressed to the nines from head to toe. When it came to this woman, the supermodels had no chance. Everyone turned to look at her as she walked hand in hand with that beautiful young lady in black for the last time, even though she was wearing blue instead of black. This time, the white witch's hair was adorned with pink diamonds, and the head chain covered most of her head, with some silver chains dangling on her hair that extended all the way down her back.