Best Sleeping Pranks Novels & Stories

"On April Fools' Day… Y-You said it was… okay to prank her… to teach her a lesson… she won't forget…" When James heard that, his grip loosened. Marissa was right. The night before we were supposed to depart, Marissa had sought him out, sweetly begging him to let her play a prank on me again since it was April Fools' Day tomorrow. She claimed that she was only planning on turning off my oxygen for a few seconds, just to give me a good scare. He was busy browsing documents at the time, so he didn't even bother raising his head as he responded with, "Do whatever you wish, just don't take things too far."

I looked at him, gazing at the scar and his steel silver eyes that assessed me bore no emotion as usual and then I looked at the army and the two women a few paces away from me and I did what was best at the moment. I flared into deep, boisterous laughter, the type of laughter that made me want to clutch onto my belly despite my hands being tied and the type that made me want to roll on the floor while laughing cause this was the best birthday prank ever and grump was a damn good actor. _________________

"What's next, are we going to braid each other's hair and share our deepest secrets?" When I'd asked her what was the worst that could happen, she'd launched into a list that was pure Kelly: "You could snore like a freight train. You could steal all the covers. You could talk in your sleep and reveal embarrassing secrets. You could wake up thinking this means something it doesn't and make the rest of our arrangement incredibly awkward." Then she'd paused and added with that smile that was more dangerous than any weapon, "Or I could discover that you sleep like an octopus and wake up with you wrapped around me like some kind of Danny-shaped straightjacket."

I went on this trip with my friend and we shared a hotel room but different beds. After a night out, we went back to sleep and we were drunk so we said fuck it and just slept in underwear. In the morning, once I wake up, he looks at me and laughs. “what?” I asked “bro you was moaning in your sleep and took your underwear off”

I said, stroking her hair. "That will be even better. You know, I had an idea. We should sleep in your king-size bed every night. Every odd night, you go to sleep using my bóóbs as pillows, or I could place my head on your groin and use your cóck as a special pacifier. What do you think?" "Your idea will test my dîck to the limit. Both ideas are great for initializing foreplay. Do you ever want to sleep?" She laughed, "A smart man once said that life is short, and we'll have all the time in the world to sleep when we are dead"

“There’s no Steve. I made it up.” He blinked, trying to process my words. “What?” “You heard me,” I said, crossing my arms. “It was a prank. I said the name in my sleep on purpose …just to see how you’d react.” He frowned deeply. “That doesn’t make any sense. Why would you do that?” I forced a little shrug. “I wanted to see how it feels… how you’d feel if the tables were turned.” His expression twisted into disbelief. “You mean… you pretended to cheat? Just to make me jealous?”

But I take solace in knowing that Lance interrupted before it got to that point, and I was saved from ever having to live through that experience. He collapsed next to me utterly spent and soon passed out from exhaustion, I look over to him and chuckle seeing how sweet he looks while sleeping. Unfortunately for my handsome man, I am starving and since I am unable to get up to fetch my food from the tray myself, I decide to play a prank on him. I have two nightstands beside my bed so naturally, I keep a glass of water on each just in case I am not sleeping on the same side of my bed each night. Reaching over I lift the glass and bring it across until I have it hovering over his face.

I used to participate in singing competition during our town fiesta and I even won numerous times! Only the deaf will say that my voice is ugly. “I'm deeply embarrassed Aristotle Napoleon,” I said sarcastically. “Let me hear you sing then! You always make fun of me!” I yelled. Today is already Saturday, he picked me up at the restaurant earlier and since Tuesday this man has always been playing some stupid pranks on me. Just plain stupid. On Tuesday night we watched a show in the living room, and then I fell asleep. When I woke up I had a fucking cock on my forehead. That motherfucker drew a cock on my forehead. Worse, he even took a selfie with me gaping!

She said in a hurry and I nodded, as I brought out a Box from under a cabinet, it contained some items I used, back when I was a kid. “C'mon! Let's go!” I said and She nodded Gleefully before rushing out, forgetting about the couple. “I am totally going to kill that bìtch!” “Don't worry, there will be lots of time for that!” I heard them say and sighed, going out. *** *** *** *** *** The first prank we conducted was tieing a piece of strings around and any mobsters would pass through ended up facing on thier face. The next one was the tape trick and Majority of them, ended up getting stuck or running away, yelling that the ‘Spider man's conspiracy’ was somewhat real.