Best Sleeping Pranks Novels & Stories

" I bit down hard on my lower lip. I'd skipped the presentation I'd spent six months preparing just to find him. In the end, I had to postpone my graduation. Shirley chuckled lightly. "I remember the time we folded the game design drafts she'd spent three sleepless nights on into paper airplanes. She spent the whole night picking them up with red eyes. She looked like a lost puppy." Right on cue, Marvin laughed. "So what should the next prank be?" "Let's tell her you're in the hospital. She'll rush over to look for you, while we'll throw a party. Perfect, right?" My phone buzzed immediately. It was a message from Marvin.

We said together " Time to sleep now." Malik said " Ugh not now! It's too early!" Pete said I joined him, " Yeah, what's the rush? We will sleep after a while." " Okay stay up but no pranking calls." We both looked each other and smirked " It's a great idea! Let's call random people with the house phone because it's a private number." Marc advised " Yeah let's do that!" We said at the same time with sparkling eyes " Marc!" Matilda said in disbelief

I slip into a happy sleep, and into another filthy dream, starring Jared, Ryder and a very dirty Paige. "Rise and shine you sexy girl. IT'S MOVING DAY!!!!!" My eyes flew open to both Suzy and Robyn bouncing on my bed. I groaned and turned over trying to go back to sleep, but I felt the bed shift and a hand grabbed my ankle. With one swift tug I was in a heap on the floor, Robyn tickling me till I thought I might pee myself.

I groan “Sure, acting is my hobby, so what do you expect” she giggled, I frown at her, standing akimbo. She busted into another round of laughter “Seriously Mia, you need to taste a bit of my fist, I couldn’t sleep last night too” “Awwnnnn, sorry darling, I haven’t really prank someone for a while now, and being my best friend, I think pranking you won’t be a big deal. So how was the prank” she winked

we headed toward the bathroom. However, the little guy struggled to keep up, flailing his short legs in an effort to match my pace, creating a comically cute scene. I seemed to grow a bit impatient and simply lifted Jimmy by the scruff of his neck, striding forward with long strides. Unbeknownst to me, the little prank was in motion. I intended to just drop the kid off in the bathroom and leave, but worried that Jimmy might get lost on his way back, I stood at the door, patiently waiting. Suddenly, I noticed that everyone passing by was pointing at me, some even covering their noses with strange expressions as they walked around me. At that moment, a waiter approached and said to me, "Sir,

"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."

"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."

After dinner, I went back to the room with Moji and we both laid down on the bed, the duvet raised up to our chin. Are we just supposed to go to sleep now? "What do you want us to do?" She asked, as if she could read my mind. Maybe there is telepathy between friends too and not just twins and lovers. "I don't know. This is my first sleep over. I don't even know what they do there." She sat up with a start and she looked down at me with a huge smile plastered on her face. "Karaoke, gisting, playing games and a couple of other things."

I spun on my bare feet and hurried back to the bed, not wanting to be caught. The shower turned off, and I sucked in a breath. What's the best thing to do now? Pretend I'm sleeping or turn to my husband and let him know I heard him stroke his cock?

On Thanksgiving, after I got off work, my younger brother, Nate Anderson, left an update in our family group chat about having moved to a different address. I had to take five different public transport connections before I finally reached the location he had sent me. However, when I arrived, I found that I was in a deserted area. Nate sounded smug over the phone. “Got you! My prank was successful! The last bus has left. What’re you going to do now?” I was dumbfounded, but my parents were laughing. “Why did you believe such an obvious lie? Who did you inherit your dumbness from?” “We’re having our Thanksgiving dinner soon. You can walk home.” My girlfriend, Gwen Smith, was chuc