Weaboo Stories Novels & Stories

My voice came out softer than I wanted. “You can.” His hand moved. His fingers brushed over my wrist as he turned the page. It was not an accident. I felt the rough pad of his thumb slide slowly across the inside of my wrist. He left it there for a second longer than he needed to. “But you have to stop being scared of the heat. This story has real heat in it, Lila. Don’t sand it down. Don’t make it polite. Write the dirty truth.”

Hello, my dear readers. Thank you for all the appreciation you have shown me, especially your support and comments after my updates. For October, the story I will be writing is titled THE WOMEN WHO LIVE LIKE A SUPERSTAR. I can't wait to continue the story, and I hope you will enjoy it. What about the werewolf genre story? Of course, I’ll also update that in October. So I’ll be updating two stories in October until they’re finished. I hope you’ll enjoy them.

She would soon understand that she was already inside the beast. *** It was my first time drawing vignettes for comic broadcasting live. The audience grew more and more as the story progressed. I used to stream while making commissions or just let myself go sketching or whatever else that came to mind. This time I had gotten carried away by drawing the story of this girl named Kaleida. She wasn’t any more than the image of my neighbor, a girl with the pretense of an adventurer, her people would send her on a mission in which she would end up being the target of abuse and humiliation.

‘O’Brien…’ (Your Majesty… What can I do for you? ‘Did you approve access to the MoonGoddess library? And has a sprightly little Omega she-wolf turned up at your borders?’ (‘You know our rules, Your Majesty. No one is allowed access to our library without your Royal seal of consent… Concerning the she-wolf, give me a moment…’) The other end goes quiet for a moment before Elder O’Brien returns. (‘Sorry, Your Majesty. But no one has approached our borders for quite some time, especially not any she-wolves.’)

But I was still hungry for more. Lena grabbed my ankles and pushed my legs all the way back until my knees were beside my head, completely folding me in half. My asshole and pussy were fully exposed and pointing straight up at her. “Hold your legs there,” she ordered. “Don’t you dare move.” I grabbed behind my knees, presenting myself like the nastiest whore imaginable. Lena poured more lube directly onto my holes, letting it drip down obscenely. Then she did something that made my brain short-circuit.

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(ongoing) Dissonance and Harmony: The story of a high school girl who has to face her rapist at his sentencing hearing and deal with her PTSD from that night. Graphic violence and rape scenes. (completed) b. i Story: Heartless Angels: Werewolf story about Oakley, a descendant of the Moon Goddess, who was rejected and abused by her original mate, her family, and her pack and her journey to find out who and what she really is. Graphic violence and, you guessed it, smut. (ongoing)

"Well I want you to know the story about me and Rosetta. Rosetta and I....we fell in love with each other back then....but until today i feel quirky about it, it should have never happened because i was her teacher and she was just 17 and I'm much older than her so by law i would have been in trouble. In the end of the year I broke off the thing we had because of her mother who found out and told me to send the cops on my ass if I didn't and of my own conscience that kept telling me that she was under age!! So i broke both our hearts!! She went back to Denmark and one day after some months I received a live letter from her in Which she said that she can't live without me and that she will en

I just don’t care, because I can do whatever I want to do with him when we’re home. We spent our whole time talking and not attending our first subject at all. (Please don't skip classes!) "Kanna, I have seen a makeup tutorial for a 002 cosplaying. Wanna try it out?" Noni asked. One thing that made me become close to Noni is because she is also a weeb like me. I remember when I found out that she also kept various tarpaulins and pillows of male characters in her room. She really thought that I would find it weird and I would suddenly ignore her! But I also immediately explained to her that I would not be angry because I am also a delusional fan girl. Good thing to have a friend like her but

Every time I thought I was at my limit, Kade would whisper something cruel in my ear, or Brian would deliver a spank that reignited the fire in my blood, and I’d find a second wind. By mid-afternoon, I was lying splayed out on the rug, my legs shaking uncontrollably. I was covered in a film of their cum, my skin tacky and smelling of musk. The sheer stockings were torn, and the maid’s apron was hanging by a single string. Kade walked over and stood between my spread legs, looking down at me like I was something he’d found on the bottom of his shoe. "You're holding up better than I thought," he admitted, his voice a low rumble. "But we’re only halfway through day three. Brian and Ken have som