Stretching Fingers Meme

Eryx was an ordinary young man living a normal life on Earth until everything changed. It happened when the sky shattered, and terrifying monsters swarmed through. Chaos engulfed the city as the creatures attacked people and destroyed everything in sight. While trying to escape, Eryx lost consciousness and woke up in a strange new world. This new world, Infinite Land Star, had no sun. It had a red sky full of cracks, and earth countless ruins. It is a place where people use mystical powers called Qi to survive. He had transmigrated into the body of someone who had been abandoned by their family. But everything changed when a mysterious system activated. The system gave him the ability to grow stronger and evolve endlessly. [You have invested one hundred points of High-level Energy into the evolution of your Spirit Body. Your Spirit Body has evolved into an Elemental Spirit Body.] [You have invested one thousand points of High-level Energy into the Golden Essence Herb. The Golden Essence Herb has evolved into a Mystic Golden Spirit Herb.] [You have invested one hundred thousand points of High-level Energy into the Mountain Piercing Finger. You have comprehended the essence of this skill and elevated it to new heights. The Mountain Piercing Finger has evolved into the Sky Splitting Finger.]

He slides his hand between her legs and pulls her in. She gasps and holds on to him for support as he runs his fingers between her lips and clit. She's trembling from his touch. As he moves his finger around the outside of her. "Time to rinse off" he whispers to her. He uses his body to push her towards the water and he rubs her again he presses the front half of her body to his and washes the soap off her backside. She throws her head back. And begins to let out a scream, but he covers her mouth with his hands and says "shhhhh be quiet now." He spins her around so her back side is pressed against his erected cock. Feeling it's cold contact she throws her head back again gasping. Her then washes the front of her off pressing hard against her he gropes her breast squeezing them tight and pinching her nipples. She was so surprised by how good this felt. How badly she wanted him to bite her. And just as she finished that thought he stuck his hands between her legs again, and then he bit her on the opposite side of Oliver's bite. The bite burned her core undoing her as he played with her clit with his fingers and then sliding them inside her. Holding her body hostage with his fangs and fingers she completely submitted to his whims. He could have what ever he wanted in that moment and she wouldn't complain a bit. Pulling his fingers out of her and sucking her juices off them he says "You really are the best thing I've ever tasted. And now I know why my brothers are struggling not to fuck you and are fighting over you. I don’t think we can wait until the full moon to start breaking you in." discord for this book: https://discord.gg/36r6zZhf The book starts off without a lot of detail for the characters, but as the story progresses you you’ll notice each character develop and get to know them. Maybe even fall in love. Please enjoy!

The rural youth received the Medical Immortal's inheritance, and from then on, peach blossoms bloomed, and great fortune arrived! In the countryside, he used superb farming techniques to cultivate the land, leading the villagers to wealth and prosperity. In the city, he used peerless medical prescriptions to save the dying and heal the injured, and people regarded him as the reincarnation of a Divine Doctor. With the Perspective Divine Eye and the golden touch of his fingers... when many divine abilities were bestowed upon him, he never failed.

Looking at the survivors, their faces the picture of despair, surrounded by zombies at the foot of the towering walls, Tang Ye stretched his arms wide and shouted: "Welcome to paradise!"

Any skill he learned, he mastered with ease, standing at the peak of proficiency! ... He was the honorary president of the World Chefs Federation, renowned as the global Car God. He succeeded Beethoven and Mozart, becoming the greatest composer, pianist, and conductor. He was the underground Car God, Boxing God, Gambling God ... At the same time, he was a financial mogul, a business tycoon, a martial arts champion... An Almighty Genius with a miraculous ability to learn, capable of reaching the peak in any field!!!

The Dayan Empire had enjoyed a reign of over thirteen hundred years. The Emperor was critically ill, the Crown Prince was regent, local immortal sects were entrenched, and central authorities were vying for power in the chaotic court. Upon waking, Xu Yuan saw a dilapidated temple in the mountain rain at night, saw the eerie, broken-armed stone Buddha, and, the mysterious woman by the fire, her face veiled by thin gauze. ... ... He had become the ultimate villain's third son, of pure heritage and legitimate lineage. The fake villain, dressed in fine garments and enjoying luxurious feasts, simply waited to be humiliated, while the real villain was caught by the Big Ice Lump and dragged across the world in flight from the start. Golden finger? Only a fake villain relied on a golden finger to get rich, a true villain dared to confront a bleak life! "If Heaven had not birthed me, Xu Changtian, villains would be as eternal as the never-ending night." "........" "Father, save me!"

Main Plot: Reborn as a genius loli, Luna seeks revenge for the injustices she suffered in her past life. With the help of her golden finger, she gracefully slaps faces all the way through the city. Along the journey, she meets Aiden, a charming and rebellious werewolf vampire CEO, and together they fight against the dark, scheming villain, Victor.

In a world shattered by war and decay, where the sky burns green and the ruins of civilization stretch endlessly, Erley awakens with no memory of who he is or what he’s lost. As an Imperfect—a being gifted with extraordinary abilities but cursed with a flaw that strips away their humanity—Erley is thrust into a brutal struggle for survival. He and his companions uncover secrets that challenge everything they know about their world and themselves. But as they delve deeper into the mysteries of their existence, they must confront a chilling truth: in a world where humanity is fading, the line between savior and monster is razor-thin.

Stranded. Adrift, in this godforsaken land—where the sky stretches too wide, the earth feels too foreign, and the moon above is a quiet witness to your solitude. Vast emerald forests stretch beyond the horizon, endless oceans whisper secrets to the wind, and mighty empires rise and fall in splendor, power, and ruin. Even magic—fleeting, elusive, a mere glimmer in the dark—still lingers. Just enough to tempt the desperate and the dreamers alike. This world calls to you, sings sweet promises, lures you in—until you’re ensnared, bound, lost to it forever. It is beautiful. Breathtaking. And yet, it grinds you down. Bit by bit, like the tide wears away stone. For in this world, no matter how far you run, no matter how far you wander—the road ahead is always paved with violence. There is no mercy. No escape. Only the slow, inevitable descent.

In the penumbra of a fallen empire, **Lucien Valefor** walks alone, his shadow stretching across broken lands that once knelt before his bloodline. The last scion of the Valefor dynasty moves through the twilight realm between vengeance and despair, each footfall a testament to promises whispered in the dark. "Memory is the cruelest blade," he murmurs to the night, his voice carrying the weight of a thousand silenced screams. "It cuts deeper than steel, leaving wounds that time refuses to heal." The betrayal that stripped him of his birthright lives within him now—not as a wound, but as a companion, intimate and ever-present. His **Nyx Ascendance** pulses beneath his skin, darkness coalescing around his fingers like liquid obsidian. This power, born of sacrifice and suffering, is not merely wielded—it is experienced, a symphony of shadow that resonates with the hollow chambers of his heart. "They believed death would silence me," Lucien contemplates, watching the darkness dance between his palms. "But in death, I found a truth they fear to face—that endings are merely thresholds to more terrible beginnings." The moon bearing witness to his soliloquy casts silver light upon the scars that map his journey—each mark a verse in the epic of his fall and inevitable rise. His enemies sleep behind walls of stone and privilege, dreaming peaceful dreams of empires built upon his family's ashes. "The architecture of revenge requires patience," he tells the stillness around him. "Each moment of their false security is a stone in the monument of their eventual ruin." He is not the prince they remember—that man perished in the bloody theater of their betrayal. What returns to them now is something hollowed and hallowed by suffering, a vessel filled with purpose so pure it transcends morality. "I do not seek justice," Lucien acknowledges, his eyes reflecting landscapes of yet-unfought battles. "Justice implies balance, and some scales can never be balanced—only shattered and reforged." In the distance, the spires of his ancestral home pierce the horizon like accusing fingers. The throne that awaits him is no longer merely a seat of power but an altar upon which he will sacrifice those who believed him conquered. "They will learn," he whispers to the approaching dawn, "that nightmares do not fade with waking. Some terrors follow you into the light."

The continent of Terrazir stretch across an endless sea of rolling hills, towering mountains, and vast prairies, where the history of clans and kingdoms is woven together with the blood of the innocent and the cries of the victors. At the heart of this vast territory lies the kingdom of Zhailon, a kingdom of grand structures and homeland of the strongest warriors. To many, it is an honor to belong to such a place, a symbol of strength, ambition, and power. For Aiden, however, it is nothing more than a graveyard of everything he once lost. The past does not disappear. ----------------------------------------------- Right now updates are scheduled for monday with no specific hour.

A girl awakens in a vast meadow of violet flowers, a crystal lake stretching endlessly before her. She does not know her name. She does not know why she is here. Memories elude her, slipping through her grasp like water. Yet something lingers—an echo of something lost, something buried. When a chance encounter pulls her into a world brimming with power, deception, and whispers of an unraveling fate, she must confront the one truth she cannot escape: Some things are forgotten for a reason. But in a world where the past refuses to stay buried, how long before it comes for her? Author here: Starting from 2/25/25, I have been updating all the chapters. I recommend that readers who have already read them take the time to reread everything :) UPDATES EVERY SUNDAY.

The red earth stretched far into the horizon. Corpses lay in a pile. Amongst those corpses.....I lay there. Still, Silent, Unmoving. Within the pile of corpses something moved. Climbing through the pile of bodies.

A guy has his choice of any female he wants, but there is only one he wants.... his waifu! Full of lewd, perverted humour, painfully awkward moments, and a barrage of cringey memes, fourth-wall breaks, and pop culture references.

Idol show for dead people? Rayen was suddenly thrown into a supernatural idol show after meeting an untimely death at the peak of his career as a band vocalist. Upon waking up in a strange building, with a creepy stalker fan claiming to have written his entire biography, and a strange jukebox demanding him to perform, he learned of his death and found himself in a bizarre situation. [Please select a song to dance.] "What? Dance? I don't know how to dance!" [Select a song or disappear?] "Ain't no way I'm gonna dance!" [If you want to revive, become an idol.] "Screw revival! I don't want to dance!" Notes: Some scenes would be inspired by widely circulated memes or cultural phenomena, but these elements have been purely fictionalized for creative purposes, and do not reflect the real individuals and events they may have originated from. Poems will be written by me, but some will be based on songs.

Delhi University was supposed to be about grades, career plans, and survival. Instead, it turned into a whirlwind of unexpected friendships, rivalry-fueled chaos, and emotions no one saw coming. For Shumaila, ambition was everything-until a disastrous first encounter with Hamza set off a chain reaction of sarcasm, competition, and an undeniable spark. The more they clashed, the harder it became to ignore the tension brewing between them. "You're mine, Shumaila," he whispered. "You know it. I know it." Her fingers curled into fists, her body frozen in place.

[Six-winged Divine Bird killed, eat flesh of beast to gain zero to ten percent increase in Evolution Progress.] [Flesh of Mythic Beast Six-winged Divine Bird eaten. Evolution Progress increased by 2000% ] [Complete Gene Structure(Genome) found; Six-wings gene.] [Installing Six-wings gene into the Cybergenetic pool, please wait…] On the brink of life and death, Lucifer's last hope was the demonic finger of unknown origin. Would he become a mindless killing machine like the others before him or strip off all limitations and step into a world of endless mutation, evolution and slaughter?

I am trying to write legends, my past plans of legends buried one upon another because I perpetually think that I am not eligible and skilled enough to write the masterpiece. This I am writing is for practice, the loose cannon to build a style skills and power

In the year 2100, the world witnessed an eclipse unlike any before. Millions of people vanished without a trace, leaving Earth in turmoil. A decade later, they returned—no longer the same. With knowledge beyond human comprehension, they brought starships, hyperspace technology, and the foundation of a new galactic civilization. Thus began the Samon of Eclipse, the era that reshaped humanity’s destiny. Now, in the year 1570 S.E., humanity thrives as part of the Hyperspace Human Union, stretching across countless colonies and deep-space frontiers. Ryan Tyrglas, a laborer in one of these far-flung settlements, has always dreamed of more—of captaining his own ship, charting the unknown. But dreams are dangerous for those without power. [ Desperate, Ryan steals a Floyd1250, a small trade vessel, hoping to escape his mundane life. But freedom comes at a cost. Branded a terrorist, hunted by colony enforcers, his ship is blasted apart in the depths of space. As he drifts in the wreckage, fading into the abyss, one thought echoes in his mind: "Where did I go wrong?" ]! :) Yet, fate is not finished with him. What rises from the void may change the course of history once again. To Open his eye in one Era and Blink in the Next NOTE- NO SYSTEM

[LitRPG / Isekai / Adventure / Action / Comedy] Inspired by Mushoku Tensei, God of War, Bloodborne, Elden Ring & Warhammer 40k. Zen Hawthorn is a strange fellow, born with a curse that makes everyone question his sanity. In a cruel twist of fate, he embarks on a journey to avenge his grandfather; further unlocking the mysteries of the world he lives in.  Join him on an action-adventure-romcom journey filled with Demons, celestials, and cosmic beings as he narrates from his humble beginning to the prevention of the Demon King's resurrection and more. Beware of plentiful memes, Easter eggs, and references found within. This story contains Japanese folklores, Norse & Greek mythology along with Elves, Demons, Reptilians, Vikings and Dragons. Have fun reading! Book 1 - Not An Isekai Story (Completed) [Rewritten] Book 2 - Not An Isekai Story Unshipped (In Progress) Book 3 - Simply Not Another Isekai Story (Coming Soon) Book 4 - Simply Not Another Isekai Story Unlimited (Coming Soon)

An old man is reading bedtime stories to his child. The old man is ordinary, and there is nothing interesting about him. Other than a few missing fingers...

One of the seven strongest people on the continent, the King of Mercenaries. He started a war to avenge his fallen family and destroyed territory but failed and lost his life. However… “Wow, I’m alive?” I returned to the past, back through time. A perfect opportunity to right my regrets and reverse everything. It doesn’t matter if people around me point fingers, calling me a scoundrel, or dismiss me as tr*sh. Because… “I’ve got a plan.” “What plan?” “A plan to destroy everything.” There won’t be a second failure. This time, I’ll wipe out all my enemies. …But first, I need to rebuild this damn estate.

I watch him. Always. Caspian Devereux moves through the halls like he owns them-because he does. Untouchable. Unreachable. Perfect. But I see him differently. The way his fingers tap against the desk when he's restless. The slight clench of his jaw when he's annoyed. The way his lips barely part when he exhales. He doesn't notice me. No one does. But that's fine. Because I notice everything. And one day... Caspian Devereux will notice me too.

Mac has always felt disconnected from reality. His dreams are too vivid, his thoughts too fragmented, and his perception of time slipping like sand through his fingers. When he begins documenting his hyper-real dreams, he notices a disturbing pattern—visions of the past, cryptic voices, and strange entities warning him of an impending alien invasion.

Lukas was born into a world of hostility at a time of peace. The many wars plaguing the world slowly stopped, his country began to reunify after splitting in half, and the otherworldly Dungeons finally started to disappear. He was supposed to live his youth like any other kid. So that’s precisely what he did. He played games, told stories, pulled pranks, and made memories with others. But one game they created - The Devil’s Deal - would haunt them all, its shadow stretching far beyond their innocent imaginations. Twenty years later, the Dungeons are back, and Lukas works for the Association, finding and reporting them. Incident after incident forces him to reconnect with old friends. Eventually, he finds himself involved in that childhood game once more and has to become a villain, betraying all the values he thought he once had. The truth would challenge the very core of his ideals and expose a long string of conspiracies enveloping the world.

Gu Chu Yin was the country's richest woman, powerful, brilliant, and untouchable. Until she was murdered. When she opened her eyes again, she was in the body of a fat, ridiculed girl… fifteen years in the past. Everyone sneered at her. Useless. Ugly. A failure with no future. Too bad they had no idea who they were dealing with. The girl they mocked for bad grades? The dean of a top medical school scoffed, "Are you talking about Miss Gu Chu Yin, who won first place in science and technology?" The so-called "worthless" perfume maker? The CEO of a luxury fragrance brand smirked, "I heard someone say our chairman is useless?" The skincare products they were fighting over? A cosmetics giant laughed, "Our chairman developed them herself." And when someone dared to insult her, a cold voice cut through the crowd, heir to the most powerful family in the city. "Who said anything about my wife?" The crowd froze. Then, realization hit them like a truck. "Boss, we were wrong..."

Detective Kim was killed. After memories reversal, detective Kim wanted to know that why he killed himself. Then the stories stretch out and find out his true face that why he murdered himself? Quite fantasy, isn't it?

2:30 AM GMT--- Every MONDAY, WEDNESDAY, SATURDAY ____________________________________ In a world where science and magic coexist, Raul is reincarnated from his past life as Rael, a miner who died in a tragic car accident. Armed with extraordinary skills, Raul must navigate this new realm where powerful beings known as Hunters battle magical creatures emerging from a dimensional gate. But why was Raul chosen for this new life? How far do his abilities stretch? And is there even a limit to his potential?

As a death magician in a family of life magicians, Reagan's fate was doom. Outcast but determined to survive, she fought the hardest and suffered the most. Until she met the one person she would not let slip through her fingers.

A weekend camping trip. Four friends. A night of fun by the lake. It was supposed to be an escape-no phones, no distractions, just stories under the stars. But when they pull out a Ouija board, something shifts. The air grows colder. The shadows stretch longer. And the game stops feeling like a game. What starts as harmless fun turns into a fight for survival as an unseen force begins hunting them, one by one. The forest twists around them, the lake hides its secrets, and the darkness whispers their names. "IT IS WAITING"