Dr Smiley Creepypasta Novels & Stories

- I raise my head and nod in affirmation. - Thank you and sorry for the embarrassment. - I reply embarrassed. - Relax, you're not the only one who has been drunk. I'll help you up, come on. Can you walk by yourself? - I think so. I was about to turn my body to enter the building, but I was startled to be carried again by him, and let out a little yelp. - Justin, seriously, you don't need this. - Just relax and enjoy the trip. - He smiles, flashing his perfectly aligned and shiny teeth, and winks at me. This looks like it will be a constant phrase for us.

I think Damon not-smiling looks even more evil than Damon smiling. I start to get scared again. "I'm..." I don't know what to say, "I just want this to be over. You're freaking me out again, stop just looking at me like a creep. Come and touch me." "Okay, okay, if you insist," he says, laughing again. Well, at least he's not fully demented. Damon gets on the bed, "Since Aiden never ate you out, I want to show you how good it feels."

As Rome stood with his head hung low, Cameron’s blood still fresh on his teeth and fur, Ivar came u beside him, supporting him as he mourned greatly. “Uh,” after several long minutes, Billy’s voice came through the link, breaking through the sorrowful tension. “We confirmed Mr. Smith was a snake, right? Like, some sick, freaky, eat-an-entire-family-and-all-the-pets-too sort of snake?” “Why?” Fear started to settle in me once again. Driana took Chloe, and I forgot about one major threat. Mr. Smith. “Because we found billions of the weirdest fucking crystals out here, and they all have pieces of a snake in them. We got a large one that had the tip of a giant-ass tail in it.”

I stammer, feeling tears brimming in my eyes from the painful burn of my scalp. Dickweed grabs my chin, stroking it as he brushes his thumb across my bottom lip. "That's okay, Mama. I knew my pet would need some training." He squeezes my jaw. "Open." I reluctantly obey, feeling a shiver of revulsion crawl down my spine as he spits into my mouth. The thick wad of saliva rests on my tongue, and I fight the urge to gag. Eww, what the fuck? The bodily fluids of other people gross me out, and here this disgusting asshole is spitting into my mouth! How am I supposed to escape this situation, or spit it out without him noticing?

His smiles do not sit well with me, something about them give me the creeps. "You don't have to be afraid. I'm a friend, you can call me Oliver. "

she moaned, mouth open wide, spittle dripping from her lip as she took a deep breath. "Well," she smirked, mouth still agape even as she smirked at you again, standing open almost like a well-fucked pussy. "How was that?" *********** You swallowed the drool that had been accumulating in your mouth, looking down at Sabrina as she smirked up at you. "Fucking amazing," you said, still panting a little to catch your breath after your orgasm had rolled through you. "Come here." You pulled her up and hugged her to you, kissing her cheek and then down the crook of her jaw, and then lower to her slender neck.

Granting her wish, he removed his thumb and forefinger from her nose long enough for her to greedily suck in air before pinching it close again and thrusting into her mouth with wild abandon. Green eyes trained on Sreya's mouth around his member, loud animal grunts escaped his throat, echoing throughout the almost empty room as his hips jerked and his cum spurted out in long ropes in her mouth, leaking through the sides and dripping down her chin. Dronian had no intentions on swallowing. He knew this and as such, tightened his grip on her nose so she was forced to. When he pulled out, some of his cum and spittle followed, staining Sreya's breast and stomach. She was fully crying now, repulse

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When she smiled again, she looked towards me. I smiled back at her and was enjoying my smile until Draca decided that it was time to ruin all the fun. ‘’look at you smiling like a little kid,’’ he laughed and tutted. ‘’I must say that you are drowning in love, which is pathetic,’’ he said.

Will I be used for some sketchy experiments? Or no… They want my organs. Turning in her chair, she starts typing along, sighing as she finishes writing the email to what seems to be an exclusive clinic only by reading the name. “Here you go,” she announces and underlines the sending of the email with an exaggerated gesture as she clicks the button. I chuckle, looking at the open website of a handsome but totally lifted doctor posing proudly. “Is this where Helades got his nose job done?” She snorts with laughter, holding her hand in front of her mouth as she turns towards me. “You are impossible.”