Sukuna Feet Novels & Stories

’ Nova sounded dejected while saying that. “No, I don’t.” After hissing from the pain I tried hiding the book again. Although my foot was still throbbing from the pain I was able to perform the ritual successfully. ‘You’re finally here!’ I jumped on the bed where Nova was sitting on and sighed. ‘Wait, did you grow bigger again?’ I raised my head and looked at the white fluff sitting on. He also grew small feet that’s half the size of my thumb. Nova’s feet looked like a puppy’s small paws, it didn’t have claws and the footprint is very different unlike standard animals.

Opening them,I see the room clearly also with the rainbow coloured weird shapes floating in front of my vision as the after effect of the sudden light attack on my eyes. I bend down to free my feet from the murderous high heels. How on earth do humans wear this thing? Everytime I walk in these, it feels like they stab my feet. And then there's Dhruv Saxena with me. So, imagine the horror and agony I go through.

After an uneasy pause, bones cracked, fur shrank, and before I could even brace myself, Suki was standing in front of me. Naked. Her dark hair tumbled down her back in wild waves, damp from the shift, and her green eyes locked onto mine. She stood tall, the same height as me since we both hit puberty. The Samoan Warrior-like build she'd inherited from her Father made her presence even more imposing. Her darker tanned skin gleamed and shimmered under the fading sunlight. She looked like she belonged out here, wild and untamed. I groaned, yanked off my shirt, and shoved it at her.

The eyes of the man were covered by bangs and from his appearance alone, Monica could tell that this man hadn't taken care of himself for a long time. The man wore loose Japanese-style home clothes and he also wore a geta (a form of traditional Japanese footwear resembling flip-flops that are made from wood) on his feet. "Shirosaki-san, I have told you before, right? Don't do something that can scare people in this place, if you keep doing this, then I will kick you." "You have already kicked him," Monica said. "You have already kicked me," Shirosaki said. Both Monica and Shirosaki said at the same time in their hearts.

“More… I need more.” Kayla pulled back, her eyes gleaming in the dim light. “Oh, you’ll get more, little nun. So much more.” She knelt, her strong hands reaching for the hem of Susan’s habit. With a practiced tug, she pulled it up, then the underskirt beneath, until Susan’s legs were exposed to the night air. Susan wore simple cotton panties, white and virginal, a stark contrast to the raw desire that now consumed her.

That is because I myself doesn't even want to experience such thing. I cross my arms and look at my leg, I tried to move my finger of my feet. The right feet of mine seems to be natural if you would remove the fact that from my hilt up to my leg, there is some were thing happening. The right feet of mine moves without any problem. Slightly putting up my knee, I put it back down and just like that, nothing strange happened The scar from scar under the knee are not that bad since it is almost healed but then that strange pattern of mine who seems to be carving my skin doesn't look so well. But, even so it doesn't smell.

Perhaps, the spear with speed near to a bullet and power near to a bomb was being used back on Kuroyuki surprised her— it grazed her waist, on the armour— where it was cut by the spear. That spear was the last one— the road is clear now. Silent Step Spectre. An upgraded footwork of Silent Step. It’s footwork that erases my sound and presence— but it requires a lot of stamina to move now because of the snow. Since she was stunned, I had to make a bet. The moment I managed to sneak behind Kuroyuki— I swung my blade, aiming to hit her waist, where it was cut. “…Nngh!”

On a mysterious island. Keiko seemed to be thrown to the floor. "BRAKK" The sound of Keiko's body crashing onto the floor. Then came the sound of footsteps which turned out to be Gin and Gun walking inside the shrine-like place. "Plak Plaque Plaque" The sound of Gin and Gun's footsteps. Seen a creature that looks like a human but has a body that is quite large than other humans with reddish skin that is bound by chains around its body that seems to start lifting its head slowly and laughing and then starting to speak by saying ;

Moving upper there’s scraps from the trees and more bruising. I try not to look at my legs but curiosity overcomes me. They look about the same as my arms. My feet however are ugly as hell but they’ve always been like that. With some of the toenails black and others non-existent it’s a miracle I don’t scare people off with them. Maybe that’s my supernatural ability. Instead of turning into a wolf I can wreck people with fear with my ugly feet! I leave the bathroom when I hear the main door unclicking. Chase enters and when he sees me, his eyes widen. Do I really look that bad?

"I wanted to ask—." As she talks, a part of me zones off. Imagining something else. Cream's skin. Ber's cock… And the newest addition, Vanilla's feet. I'd always had a strange foot fetish, but I never knew I'd be into baby feet. Cause that's exactly how hers is. White and all pink, while soft and so small… "Channing?" I blink. Right. This pigeon is still here. "Hmm?" "Would you?" She asks. "Ah, I—" Can't stand you. Staring at you makes me wish I was anywhere, probably being fucked with my head while my head's bashed into the wall, restricting my oxygen while I cum.