Chipmunk Cheeks Novels & Stories

“Well, I feel sorry they have to end up with an unlikeable owner like you.” Reggie snorts, then opens the cage. The hamsters trundle forward. He picks them up, placing them on his palm. “This is Peach, and this is Buttercup. Both girls.” I look them over. Buttercup is a bit larger, with a white spot between the eyebrows—assuming hamsters have eyebrows. Peach has a pale sandy streak down her back. Their pink noses vibrate, their whiskers quivering. “Let them smell you. They like to meet new people.” he puts his hand out and I immediately step back.

Doona was getting a bit cautious that she had maybe embarrassed herself, but then Chihun responded. "No, I'm not making fun of you." Chihun picked his glasses up and placed them back on. "I was just wondering why you stuff your cheeks when you eat like a chipmunk." He had meant her no harm when he asked, but Doona's face soured when she heard his words. She stared at the food and pouted.

He stated, slowly as if he was speaking to a little kid. I narrowed my eyes down on him and pressed my lips into a straight line. “I wasn’t spying on you guys. I was just looking at the way you train the pack.” I said in my defense. He didn’t say anything. He simply stared at me for a whole minute before finally laughing quietly, “You look like a chipmunk.” Letting my hands drop down to my sides, I gasped. “How dare you call me a chipmunk? I’m a she-wolf.”

However, everything was clean, just like when he left it. When he put on his white coat and looked into the mirror, he could not help but take a photo with his phone and send it to Charity. Charity replied, [You’re quite good-looking, but why are there pimples on your face?] Chester was at a loss for words. How could he carry on with the conversation? With that, he responded reluctantly, [These are the kinds of pimples that adolescents have. Are you jealous?] Charity: [I’m not…]

Greyson looks the other way while they do, giving them as much privacy as he can. A low screeching noise makes him turn. Chick is now a bright, almost iridescent blue bird, with a black head, a white stripe across their chest with an orange stomach. The undersides of their wings were black with white feathers in their armpits, or wing pits. He wasn’t sure of the correct term, but the bird stands around five feet tall, a bit shorter than Chick in their human form, but still incredibly impressive. They hop to the entrance and jump to fly off,

Dina’s soft heart melted and the next instant she had a small heart attack from joy when the thing, the cute little thing, started rubbing its cheeks against her! ‘AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!’ Dina squealed internally, probably startling Zero. If there was one thing Dina liked, as in really truly liked, then it was… ‘CHEEKS!!! O. M. G! It smothered me with its cheeks, ah!!! All my fantasies have come through!! Although I had hoped a baby would do that, it doesn’t really matter if it was a giant hamster the main thing was the…. CHEEKS!!! AHHHH!!! I can die happily OH MY GOSH,’ Dina squealed within like a mad woman leaving poor Zero speechless.

"Too weak to fight off acne now! Before you know it, your hair will recede, and you'll get scrawny. Then you'll be just as ugly as your personality!" "Do you know who you're talking to?" he growled at me, his very distinct amber eyes taking on an evil appearance. And then I realized his eyes looked familiar somehow. I'd definitely seen them before. "To be quite frank, I don't give a shit who you are. You're a huge dick, clearly to overcompensate for the small one in your pants." Everyone in the small shop was staring at us now. "It's probably so small you need a magnifying glass to see it. You probably fuck chipmunks, you're so small. Your pickup line to them is 'wanna nut?' and they go for

The way your cheeks forms a bump because of how full of pancake it was that caused your lips to form into a pout just made you look like an adorable kid, gobbling over a food out of too much hunger. You, then, looked over me with your brows both raised the moment you heard my chuckle. You didn't waste much time. You smiled after you diverted your eyes on me, showing your white teeth, but not just the well brushed teeth. The pieces of pancake you chewed that were already smashed came out of the tiny holes in your teeth which made me closed my eyes really tight as I groaned and faced my back behind you. "Why?" you asked. Your voice was muffled, but still managed to let out a soft laugh as you

I think Reese is the one. A giddy smile danced along my lips as I remembered her pretty face. She’s so cute, and her fluffy cheeks made her look like a chipmunk. I was thinking of what to get for a pet, and I now decided to get a chipmunk. It’s not a typical kind of pet, but I’ve already decided because of Reese. I then chuckled with the idea, but I had to straighten my face when I saw Jane looking weirdly at me. "Why are you smiling?" She inquired, puzzled. I faked a cough and cleared my throat before flashing a bashful smile.

I straightened myself and crossed my arms, but before I could reply to him, my mother cut in. "And I thought you two were discussing some important matters aside from those little creatures who eat nuts," My mother stated, looking at both of us, "A pup is now entering our world, but the two of you are fighting over chipmunks?" she then looked at me, "You are needed inside, dear," I lowered my head, "I'm sorry mother, I'll be there now." My mom lead the way but before she entered the room she turned around and looked at Hunter. "Chipmunks mostly live in the ground, Hunter."