Sonic Cream Novels & Stories

“Oh, what are you saying, old folks? You’re very young and beautiful, Mrs. Smith. Sometimes, I have to put in extra effort when dressing up because I don’t want you to outshine me.” Mrs. Smith waved her off playfully. “Oh, really? Well, I’ve been using this new cream lately.” My mother’s eyes lit up. “Really? What kind of cream?” Mrs. Smith leaned in slightly, as if sharing a secret. “Don’t tell anyone, okay? The cream isn’t widely available yet, so all the rich ladies are scrambling to get their hands on it.” My mother eagerly nodded. “Of course, I won’t tell.” Mrs. Smith smiled. “It’s called Rosa Cream.”

I present to you…the Ivory Radiance Cream! A large PowerPoint slide was projected, showing an exquisite, crystal clear white ointment. Jasmine trembled suddenly, shocked. "Isn't that...our product? Why is it on their screen?!"

Lucas said, his smile warm and as bright as the sun. Sonia, who had looked threatening moments ago, immediately smiled sweetly. "You're so caring, my dear personal doctor. Is it good for me?" she asked as she entered and sat down next to Lucas. "I think so. It doesn't smell and the color seems natural," Lucas sniffed and examined the cream. "That's good. They did say it's made from natural ingredients. If you like it, you can keep it for now. I'll ask for another sample later," Sonia said, handing over her ID card as Lucas placed the cream sample back on his car's dashboard after securely closing it.

"What else did you bring along Fred?" Fred bent over his bag once again and quickly produced another tube of product. "Pussylicious? Makes any pussy taste fantastic, increases sensitivity." Claire grimaced, crossing her arms over her substantial chest and suddenly feeling uncomfortable to be standing in front of Fred wearing only lingerie. "Fred, I'm not sure I need any Pussylicious." For some reason, without a sale on the line, Claire wasn't so keen to let Fred use the cream on her. "Hmm," murmured Fred, not looking too happy at all. "Your pussy did taste naturally delicious," he admitted. He looked mournfully at the tube of cream in his hand. "Guaranteed orgasms?" he added hopefully, readi

Silas sucked on his nipple, making it harder than it already was before flicking his tongue over it. He sat back onto his knees, between Ian's legs as he reached for the can of cream again. Silas bit his lip as he brought the tip of the can towards Ian's cock that twitched. Ian's mouth opened and he took a breath in when he felt the cool sensation of the cream as Silas applied it to his cock. Starting at the base, then making a line with the cream all the way to the head, leaving a nice little mound, right on the tip of his dick.

The smooth sound of polished mahogany pricked at the dull silence as he slid it open. Nivea Men's Styling Cream wasn't there, but a rack of test tubes inside caught West's attention, and he slid it up so delicately that one would think it was a house of cards. There were three test tubes there, filled with yellow, red, pale green liquids, labelled 'C21H23NO5', ' C₁₇H₁₉NO₃', and 'C18H21NO3' respectively. West's eyebrows scrunched up in apprehension.

Surprise when she turned it on and there was hit water, she wondered how much the school was paying for water anyone barely use and where else the money could be channeled. After what seemed like a long time, she was able to get rid of the smell of the vomit. Now, she felt clean. She started to hum a song and then sang it. “Cause there be no sunlight, if I lose you, baby, there be no clear sky, if I lose you, baby, just like the clouds my eyes will see the same, if you walk away, every day it will rain, rain, rain, eh, eh, eh!” She wrapped the towel around her body, singing to the Bruno Mars song she had heard on someone’s iPod this morning. As she walked out, she was oblivious to her surrou

I have some burn cream. This was the second part of my plan. I had also bought some chemicals, some sulphuric acid to help make those burns more severe. I had mixed some of that acid into a tube of cooling cream and when we rushed back to my place, I squeezed out the yellow ooze onto his hands and he screamed again. 'Oh my god, that stings!' he yelled. Mum ran in shouted, 'What have you done?' and called an ambulance. Before it came, I threw the tube of creamy acid in the bin. No more need for that.

The chilly air hit my bare skin and I shivered. She opened the calabash and a sweet smell filled the air. There was a red cream like substance inside the calabash. She dipped her hand into it and smeared it all over my skin. Each part the cream touched caused tingles over my body. “It’s the blessed mating cream. Very essential for this ritual” she mumbled as she smeared the cream on my back. I wondered if Brayan was undergoing this part of the ritual like I was. Did he strip bare before Saoirse as she smeared the cream all over him.

Sweet Sally, my legs! Little patches of scales started to grow on my legs as the skin on either leg started growing towards the other. The pain was out of this world and my vision blacked out more than once. My throat was on fire from all the screams I’d released while my body contorted in on itself.