Sonic Doll Tails Novels & Stories

The doll was custom made and had a face that was exact replica of Mahira’s face. Mahira somehow managed to look at the doll’s face, to her horror it was indeed a replica of herself in a belly dance costume, only this costume was more skimpy, 'was this some kind of joke?, was this really Tazz’s idea or Sonia’s?,’ she was flabbergasted , the face of the doll was indeed that of hers, she just realised how this ugly guy had just squeezed the doll’s breast, it was equivalent to have done it to her. She thought she’d had enough. “Mr. Goldwyn, you may please carry on with your celebrations, I have another official assignment to deal with,” saying so she turned to leave

We are sweating even though the AC is on. He nuzzled on my shoulder and said seductively," My doll!! you are like a drug for me. what are you doing with me? huh!! I can't resist myself around you! You are making me lose my sanity!! Saying that he rested his one hand on my belly and I felt shivered. His every touch always makes my whole system filled with fear.

My dress slipped to my waist, the cool air hitting my bare skin, and I gasped right into the kiss. "God, you're stunning," the twin breathed against my neck, his mouth trailing hot kisses down my shoulder while his hands roamed, cupping my breasts with a mix of tenderness and that burning hunger in his stare. I arched up into him, every nerve lighting up, the mate bond cranking everything to eleven until I was lost in it. His thumbs teased my nipples, circling and pinching just right, shooting sparks straight between my legs.

“How dare you be so arrogant by now? “Haven’t you been hit hard enough?” Alex was furious this time. He directly tore off Sion’s slightly torn trousers. A pair of snow-white buttocks were displayed perfectly before Alex’s eyes. Smack! When Alex’s smack landed on them, Sion’s entire body straightened up. She felt excruciating pain. Her fair and soft skin was instantly swollen with a blood-red area from the smack. “You were trying to kill me, weren’t you? There aren’t many Nine Tails left, so why are you still pretending to be some kind of big-tailed wolf here? Is having a tail something incredible? Why don’t you find out if I can sever your foxtail first?”

“But instead…” Daisy drew a breath in as his hands reached over to her neck. Her mind grew fuzzy, as she couldn’t remember this part of the scene at all. Rand caressed her neck and then lowered his fingers and grasped the neckline of her velvet wedding dress. All Daisy could hear was the material ripping loudly in the large room as she closed her eyes. Oh, Lawd, he just ripped my velvet wedding dress! Rand did a complete job too, as he tore it from her shoulders, ripping the camisole away as well.

Not hers. My hands started shaking. 'Are they selling off coma patients' bodies?' All those stories from school came flooding back. My skin crawled. I fought the nausea and fear, forced myself to finish cleaning her up. I was about to leave when I saw it—the music box on her nightstand. Ms. Deinert had told me not to mess with it. But my hand moved anyway. I popped it open. No music. Just velvet at the bottom. Then I saw it—tiny crumbs near the edge. Crackers, maybe?

The sudden kiss caught me by surprise, but I did my best to control my heartbeat and breathing so I looked like an actual doll. He pulled back and started kissing downward. Then he tore my clothes off. That madman! Where was the tail? Come on, show up already! As if hearing my quiet wish, Nathaniel's legs turned into a serpent's tail, and it took up all the space on the bed. The tail slithered up my ankle, caressed my skin, and moved further upward. I shivered. Couldn't help it. "I bought you tons of toys just to make you happy, babe." He touched me. "So, do you want the toys, or my tail?"