Absolutely Disgusting Novels & Stories

"Oh, it's alright, I get it, I get it. You know nothing about fun and parties and girls. But wait, do you even know how to touch a girl? Don't get me wrong. All I meant was touching a girl in a holy way, not shoving your fingers up her pussy" He laughed and I felt disgusted. I knew exactly what he was trying to do but as usual, I remained quiet. He kept laughing until he walked out, shutting the door behind him. When he was gone, I rushed into the bathroom and threw up inside the washbasin. I felt sick in my stomach and I knew that the disgusting things he had said were the cause of it. How do people feel so comfortable saying obscene things? I looked down at my fingers and shook my head. I

I slightly arched my back trying to hold in my climax not wanting to give him the satisfaction of knowing that he had the capability of making me orgasam. His lips detached and he removed his fingers before I was able to cum, making me extremely grateful. "Can you please untie me?" I croaked as I started to feel more and more disgusted with myself. I almost wanted to cry, I felt so dirty and used. I wanted so badly to be untied so that I could take a shower and try my hardest to wash this feeling off of me. "Why? Aren't you having fun princess?" Justin smirked as he stood up and looked down at me.

The expression of disgust on his face was unmistakable. It made me feel dirty.

Bile rises in my throat and in that moment, I've never felt more disgusted. This bastard… was masturbating to his mistress over a fucking phone!

I yell, spinning around the kitchen like a malfunctioning robot. “I kissed him AND threw up on him?! BACK TO BACK?!” I shriek. Who does that?? “Wow.” I shake my head slowly. “Wow, that’s… that’s bad.” I let out a quiet groan, pressing my hands to my face, and still pacing around. “I am disgusting” I gasp, pacing faster. “I am embarassing. I am…” I stop, turn, and point at nothing. “I assaulted that man with emotions AND bodily fluids!”

Instantly, a rancid, overwhelming stench flooded the room. Everyone immediately clamped their hands over their noses. Several actually gagged. "Oh god, that's rancid! How could anyone eat that? What is actually in there? Even dog food shouldn't smell like rotting garbage!"

‎Of all the wretched, soul-scarring chores this new world had forced upon us, taking down the zombies was the worst. It wasn't just the danger; it was the profound, gut-churning disgust of it all. It was the most disgusting shit I’d ever done in my whole life, a phrase that felt woefully inadequate to describe the visceral horror. The act itself was a brutal, messy business. It wasn't like in the old movies, a clean shot to the head and a tidy collapse. It was a gruesome ballet of decay and resistance. The sickening, wet thud of the crowbar connecting with a skull that was more liquid than bone. The way they sometimes didn't just fall, but sort of… deflated, spilling their putrid contents on

Honestly, I’d trade it for a week of root canals cleaning without anesthesia. Because here’s the thing – when you loathe someone’s guts so deeply they might as well be a worm writhing in sewage, it is so unfair that your body still salivates every time that same worm sits next to you, breathing, existing. I refused to even look at his face anymore. The few times I did, my brain went into statue mode – completely frozen, hypnotized, as if observing some god-like, sculpted marvel was my only purpose in life. Disgusting. Absolutely disgusting.

were" dying to be with me, I still wouldn't have given you a chance. You are as shapeless as a plank, with no ass, and no tits, and your personality, if you even have one, is probably as dull as a doorknob. Your face is the most boring face I have ever laid my eyes on, it's a total snooze-fest, that could put anyone to sleep. And I am truly, utterly disgusted by your man hands.” “A good look at yourself in the mirror?” “Shapeless as a plank” “No Ass” “No tits” “Most boring face” “Total snoozefest” “Truly, utterly disgusted by your man hands.” "Wait!" My mind abruptly snapped out of a daze as I pushed him back, feeling nervous and embarrassed. My hands shot down to cover myself and forcefully

I stopped dead in my track with my mouth falling dead open unable to believe the horror before my sight. "Oh my god."