Tails Doll Comic Novels & Stories

Her fingers twisted nervously in the fabric of her dress as she avoided his gaze, unable to shake the warmth spreading across her cheeks. He watched her closely, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips. The way her cheeks flushed under his scrutiny only fueled his amusement, and he found himself captivated by the delicate dance of emotions playing across her features. He leaned in slightly, his eyes twinkling with mischief as he savoured her flustered reaction. “That’s the second time you’re using the same words, baby doll, we both know what happened last time.” His tongue lept against the rim of her ear as she flinched. His hand between her legs tapped her pussy.

At the cabinet full of things I'd never seen before. I was a virgin. Twenty-three years old. The only sex I'd ever had was a blurry memory from high school graduation, the after-party, too much cheap vodka, a boy whose name I couldn't remember. I'd woken up the next morning with a headache and torn clothes and a vague sense that something had happened. I'd never been sure. I'd never wanted to be. But standing here, in this red room, with a man who called me Doll, I felt something I hadn't felt in years. A pull. A heat. A part of myself I'd locked away a long time ago.

Crackers, maybe? Heart pounding, I peeled the velvet back. Underneath: a few chunks of hardtack and half a protein bar. I froze. Stared at the girl on the bed, still playing dead. She was faking. But why? What was she trying to pull? Did Ms. Deinert know? I looked at her perfect, peaceful face—and felt pure horror. She wasn't some helpless victim. She was a monster.

The Dominanters were all insane. Especially Trevor— who had just disappeared in less than a second. Her thoughts were cut off by Tina’s dreamy voice. “I actually think his weirdness is cute,” Tina said, smiling to herself. “It’s totally my type.” Lydia exchanged a glance with Cathy. “She’s getting obsessed, don’t you think?” “I think so,” Cathy replied quietly. Both girls stared at Tina, half amused… half concerned. ~ Aunt Ophelia’s Mansion ~ Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Hades smirked and played with a lock of Doll's now soft lavender hair. Doll's face scrunched up and Hades was rewarded with a petulant glare. Hades tickled Doll's belly underneath the cozy blanket. "Why don't you get dressed? I have the clothes from the Persians set aside for you in the bathroom. Then we'll get down to planning something idiotic." The tom couldn't help but whistle as Doll wandered away sans blanket and nibbling on a strawberry creme puff Jinx handed off to him. "Reel it in, tomcat." Jinx rolled his eyes. "At least until we do this really dumb shit."

she screams, her voice piping and furious. A boy walks into the room—Tobias. He looks exactly like the boy at the well, only older here, maybe seven. He doesn’t try to take the doll. Instead, he calmly lies down on the floor beside the bed, crossing his ankles, and stares up at the embroidered canopy. “You can keep her then,” he says, his tone oddly mature. “I heard that a doll like that turns into a full colony of hair lice at night. They’ll nest in your hair and eat your scalp.”

Raising her hand to wave. “Hey, it’s your Uncle Dan!” It’s my friend Keegan. Is that my Uncle Ben? Calling them over to us. “Hey, my name’s Taylor.” Hi, I’m Cleo. Magnolia. Dolphin. Blue. “This is my daughter, Sadie.” My little girl, Petal. This is Anastasia. Lola. Jean. Because names aren’t really important. Just a collection of sounds we give to each other. I guess any word or sentence is, really.

Step outside your tent whenever my Alphas are ready,’ Doll purred to us. Xander and I exchanged a look and bolted for the exit. We were both very eager to see our girl. The guys all chuckled because they knew that only Doll could make us so eager. We were not ashamed of that fact at all. Our jaws literally dropped when we looked at her. She was wearing tight black leather pants that fit her like a glove with golden gladiator sandals. Her tunic was red like ours but fitted to accentuate her delicious curves. The front dropped down into a V-neck which showed a modest hint of cleavage that begged for our attention. The intricate stitching was the same as ours. A braided golden belt accented tho

Well, guess she will be his knight in shiny armor and rescue the handsome in distress. She started walking towards him and she took off two drinks from a waiter's tray before she got up to him, "ladies huh? I have never seen pests bigger than them" she said the joke she had heard her brother and friends say often. She felt like she is a disgrace to womanhood by classifying them like that, after all, she is still a woman no matter what but she will think about that later because her joke, got her the attention of the man opposite her.

she said, “I want to be like you when I grow up.” Dahlia chuckled, ruffling the girl’s hair. “Oh, Jasmine, I hope you choose something else. We need doctors in the pack.” Jasmine beamed. “Okay, I’ll be a doctor then.” Todd wandered over, kissing Dahlia’s forehead. “How long was I asleep?” he asked, glancing at Jasmine. “Meet Jasmine,” Dahlia said, grinning. “My little princess.” “Not funny, Dahlia,” Todd grumbled.