Upside Down You're Turning Me Novels & Stories

“I should go. They’ll start another toast without me.” Micah nodded. “Go. Enjoy it.” But as she started back inside, he said something that made her stop. “I meant what I said,” he murmured. “About the way you talk when it’s something you love. Don’t let anyone make you smaller than that.” She turned back, unsure what to say. “Have a nice night Micah.” He smiled faintly. “So do you.” And before she could turn away, someone opened the door behind her — Colton, reaching for her hand, laughing.

I passed it to her, and she collected it with a confused look. "You, um... you can change into that." "Oh... turn... turn around," she said shyly, and I smirked. "Turn around? Why?" Let me tease her a little." "So you won't see my tits," she said, and I burst into laughter. "Asshole... just turn around," she whined, and I raised my hand up in surrender. I turned around, and I couldn't help but imagine her undressing... damn, how her tits are shaped, her round butt, and... cut it out, Mitch!

the lyrics are significant. The music that keeps the passion on fire, I lift up my body on the pole and do the v invert position and turn into split invert and cross knee release. The music is strong and empowering. That's why I’m putting a lot of strength on my upper body so I can do a swan spin. “I'm headed straight for the castle, they wanna make me their queen and there's an old man sitting on the throne, that's saying that I probably shouldn't be so mean”

"Otherwise, I'll tear off your mask and expose you for what you are. When I'm done, you'll be nothing more than a rat scurrying in the gutter. You'll wish you'd never been born." With that, Joanna ended the call. On the other end, Nadine was left with the sound of the call disconnecting, the monotonous beeps echoing in her ears. Joanna's final words replayed in her mind, leaving her trembling with rage. Unable to contain her fury, Nadine hurled her phone across the room with all her strength.

someone shouts. A hand clamps around my ankle like a bear trap. My body gets dragged backward across the floor, skin squealing against grit. Then I’m upside down, blood rushing to my head, screaming like a banshee on a rollercoaster. The world flips, literally, and I’m thrown over a shoulder, the impact knocking the air out of me.

𝗔𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗶𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝘆 𝗺𝗼𝘂𝘁𝗵, 𝗜 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗯𝗯𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘀𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗴𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗮 𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗸

FOCUS. I dragged my eyes up. Met his. Swallowed hard. He was going to rape me. Right here. In this cabin. He was going to fuck me until I died. With his size, he'd split me in half. I looked up at him, stuttering. "P-please—" My vision tilted. The world spun and suddenly I was upside down, hoisted over his shoulder like a sack of grain. His arm locked across the back of my thighs, holding me in place.

I could not understand what had happened or how the sweet interlude I was enjoying had turned painful. I let go off her and held my manhood, growing fainter with the lose of blood. I kept looking at it, it had of course grown flaccid and then I looked at Mirabel thinking that she might have a solution for the phenomenon taking place on my body but she was looking at me as though looking through me and shouting, 'You want to take advantage of me? You want to rape me? How could you think that I'd allow you to touch me with your filthy hands and organ? The organ had to go off'.

Elder, younger everybody has joined the war and the entire ward echoed with the sound of it’s my turn. Stefan and Sarah looked at each other and said in unison. “Hold on guys, it’s my turn.” The end.

I fold forward. Before I can fall.. His hand grabs me. Lifts me. Suddenly I'm upside down over his shoulder. Like a sack of potatoes. Or kidnapped cargo. "Let's go," Scarface grunts to the other man. "She's waiting for us." He turns to leave. But suddenly… A scream erupts behind us. And then… WHOOSH. Something flies past my upside-down view. A body. A whole grown man. Flying through the air. Like a human bird.