Unspeakable Juice Box Novels & Stories

Nice reasoning, you never changed since last time. "Can we be friends then?" And he reached out for his hand "W-what?" I accidentally spat some of my sushi on the table from the sudden question "Gosh are you alright?" As Maxine pats my back "Here have some water, drink slowly" "I'm sorry I didn't mean to cause you harm" says Joshua worryingly. "Don't ask like all of a sudden Shua, especially to Dianna." Maine says to Joshua concerned about what just happened. "Dianna gets startled a lot of times."

The masked man peeled up his skirt, and yanked out his monstrous dick. It was long, stiff and dark. It was probably unwashed for days, and around it were hairs like grass. I winced my face. No way was I taking that in my mouth. Luckily, I wasn't the girl kneeling in front of the Cannibal. "Now suck," he told her. She took his cock with shaky hands, burying his dick inside of her mouth. Was this the game we were playing, sucking dicks? I would rather wash plates all year than being amounted to this.

"You're sheet white!" Pushing my sandwich off my tray, I waved the plate to my face. The cool breeze pushed the evil thoughts away until Sauron pushed a juice box in front of me. "Drink this, sugar." I reached for the juice and sucked it down in one go. It was a tiny thing, maybe two gulps meant for a child. "Thanks," I sighed, putting it on the table.

They were their top choice. "A juice for you," he said, shaking the can and popping the top for him.Rasmore smelled something fishy in the way Hashmuk kept on smiling and smirking whenever their eyes met. He even suspected that he might have done something to the cranberry juice to force whatever was eating him up out of his mouth.

Michael replied swiftly. Kayson returned to his room and retrieved the three boxes he had received from the Wolfendens. He first took out the Juvena Frux. This fruit had the amazing function of calming and rejuvenating, but it also had another usage.

“All my life, my uncle kept me sheltered. This is my first time out in a place like this.” “Oh,” he thanked the bartender when he dropped a cup of a rich dark green coloured drink. I stared hard at it as he took a sip of it, wondering what the hell he ordered. “What's that?” I motioned to the drink when he dropped it. “This?” He gestured to the drink and I nodded. “It's a sweet fruit alcoholic drink. Do you need a taste of it? It's called jungle juice.” “But that's not the name you gave the man.” I protested, staring at the juice with a curious expression on my face.

"If you hadn't flirted with others, you might have gotten me a long time ago." He looked stunned at what I said. Speechless, huh? I pushed him to pass, but he quickly pulled me, and I leaned against the cabinet containing the seasonings we sell. "Let's talk about this matter, Isabe—" "Omg! Have some shame in front of the singles, will you? Really, in front of my juice that tastes bland?!" We both looked down and noticed a kid with a pacifier, sipping her juice that we sell here. About five years old and chubby because she drank too much water?

However, just as I knew our cruel reality, I was sure Jack wouldn't give up because he was the kind of person who, no matter the obstacles, would achieve what he wanted at any cost. I stopped in a deserted hallway, the one where the juice dispenser was located. I inserted a bill with a certain reluctance and bought the first one I saw, caring little if I would like the flavor or not. Having it in my hands, I pierced the straw into the peculiar box, then slumped into the nearest chair, feeling the taste of blackberry invade my mouth along with my head full of mixed thoughts. After finishing the juice in a matter of minutes, I stood up ready to throw it in the bin. However, my body froze in th

“You’ll see soon enough.” “You’re not seriously planning to use it, are you?” Piper’s breath hitched. She peeked around the corner. The boys stood by the vending machine, one of them holding a small black box. Inside was a glass vial, with a liquid that glowed faintly in the light. Its dark purple shade made Piper's skin crawl. A small gasp escaped her lips before she could stop it. Both boys paused and glanced around. Piper jerked back behind the wall, but in doing so, her shoulder smacked into someone passing by, and books went flying everywhere.

"Watered down. Sippy cup is in the cabinet." Marcus stood. Held out his hand to Leo. "Come on, buddy. Let's get juice." Leo grabbed his finger. Walked beside him to the kitchen. His steps were wobbly. Uneven. I heard Marcus talking to him. "What color cup? Blue or red?" "Boo!" "Blue it is." A minute later they came back. Leo had his sippy cup clutched in both hands. Drinking messily. Juice dribbled down his chin onto his shirt.