Trample Novels & Stories

Amy was a sweetheart and never complained about our change in plans. Amy had never been particular about things like me. While I never openly declared my disapproval, I had always tormented myself with the disappointment that things didn’t go my way and simply didn’t understand how people like Amy could move on so quickly. It was something I really wanted to change about myself because it brought harmony to nobody. In fact, it was beginning to pose as a self-destructive trait as I was essentially ruining my chance at having a fun time by acting like a brat about it.

Scarlet flirted and Adam groaned in annoyance. “Don’t you think it’s too cheesy.” Adan asked and she giggled throwing her head in his chest when Adam holds her one arm and slightly pushes her away maintaining some social distance between them. “Sorry.” Scarlet blinked realizing her mistake and mutters to which Adam didn’t reply. She felt embarrassed with her action. She can clearly see his disinterest for her but what can she do, since the day she encountered this exceptionally good-looking man, she has crush over him but he never considers her more than just a friend.

Tenths. They came closer, more closer, most closer and... one jumped with a speed of an eagle extending his jaw to catch her. That's when she felt being wrapped in huge arms which seized and forced her to jump over the cliff. "Don't worry! I'm taking you into an abyss where only peace and happiness flows." The man said, his voice sounding more romantic and promising to her. "Rejoice because your story is about to reach a happily ever moment."

At the same time my elbow met with his stomach. Ooaf. It wasn't a word but a sound as his grip loosened. Without pause, I broke free and raced for the door. The sliver of light shining beneath the large door was my goal, my finish line or perhaps my start line. Once beyond, I imagined screaming for help as I ran back upstairs. Lunging forward, my bare feet tripped on the plush carpet as they were captured. Helplessly, I fell forward, ending my race before it began.

While I waited at the hospital to get my tubes tied, I came across a question that was blowing up online. [What's the cruelest way to get revenge on a woman?] An anonymous answer sat at the very top with thousands of upvotes. [Easy. Become her best friend, then slowly take everything she's proud of away from her. [I should know. That's exactly what I did to the girl I grew up with. [By the time she realized anything was wrong, her parents already treated me like their daughter, and I outranked her at her own family's company. Her childhood sweetheart, who later became her husband, lost his virginity to me in the house she personally decorated for them. [And those twins she thinks are

"I'm giving you a chance here!" The tramp shrugged, unaffected. "And I refuse to take it. Come on, show me what you got!" The geezer smiled and appeared in front of the tramp in a flash, launching a jab straight at her stomach. As the tramp was unable to dodge in time, the punch struck true and sent her stumbling a couple steps backward. "Bleurgh!" Even as the tramp coughed a mouthful of blood, the geezer did not even afford her time to catch her breath and launched another jab at her face.

I said softly. I was anticipating his outburst. The seconds ticked by. He didn't respond. He slowly got out of his chair and walked behind my chair. He knelt and spoke quietly. "I will make you mine, and you will like it, nothing is more erotic than a screaming woman in the throes of pleasure.” He traced a finger down me as he spoke, and a shiver coursed through me. "You're going to....rape me?" I was shivering. “It is only rape if you are unwilling,” he countered softly. “And I promise, you will not be unwilling.”