Elf Poop Taste Test Novels & Stories

"It's just full of barrels, strong smell, grapes, and so on. Not really special." She just nodded and closed her eyes until I heard her little snores so I grabbed the opportunity to take a picture of her, and giggled to see her open her mouth, drooling like she was already dreaming of a sexy guy. This will help me in the future if I need to blackmail her.

Then he’d made love to her with such exquisite tenderness she’d melted. “See? It worked. You’ve got that dreamy look you get right after I fuck you.” And so much for the basking. “Ask your damn question.” He chuckled. “Least favorite food.” “Eggplant. Slimy, nasty stuff. No matter how it’s cooked it tastes like dog shit.” “I’d hafta agree.” “Same for zucchini. Our cook used to try and hide it in other dishes, but I always could taste it. Blech.”

She sighs with disappointment and turns away from me to get rid of the ass-tasting muffin. I step forward, grab the muffin and hold it up to my face, inspecting it. “Tastes like ass, you reckon?” Laughing, I take a massive bite out of the muffin and swallow it. “I don’t know what ass tastes like, but If it tastes like this,” I hold the muffin up to my lips and take another bite. “I’ve been missing out,” I say after swallowing. Ele waves her hand in front of my torso. “It must be the hormones speaking,” giggling, she shakes her head and uses her finger to pick up the crumbs from the plate, playfully placing them on her tongue.

"And the beans. It is a sharp scent. Acrid but... pleasant." Elion placed a mug in front of him. "Two sugars. Oat milk. I found a carton of shelf-stable milk in the pantry. It might be expired, but it smells okay." Cale peered into the mug. "The color is correct. Beige. Like sand." "It's tan, Cale. Drink it." Cale took a sip. He closed his eyes, analyzing the sensory input. "Warm," Cale murmured. "Sweet. Texture is... smooth."

In the end, white foam came out of its mouth, and its limbs twitched. "God damn it. What the hell is this? Why does the divine soul taste like this? It's just like dog shit... Although I have never eaten dog shit, is there anything in the world that tastes worse than dog shit?" Evil Moon rolled on the ground, its limbs twitching, and even white foam appeared in its nose as if it had been poisoned or had eaten a dead mouse.

’’ I say, holding a spoon full of yellow mushy stuff in my hands. ‘’Maybe some sort of medicine.’’ Catty says and tastes it with the tip of her tongue. One moment the food goes inside her mouth and the next moment it flies out back on her empty plate. Her face turns red with disgust and she looks at me with her dark black eyes and shakes her head still unsure of what she just tasted. ‘’I know! It tastes weird right?’’ I pass her the tissue. ‘’It tastes HORRIBLE! Llike something I should have never eaten!’’

Liora’s POV I pulled the carton out of the trash can and held it up. Indeed, the mouthpiece was faintly tinged by a strange green residue. It smelled strange, too—like earth and leaves with a hint of something bitter underneath that made me wrinkle my nose. Had this been in my milk earlier? I hadn’t noticed a strange taste, but when I peeked into the carton, I saw that the entire inside was coated with the stuff. This didn’t feel like a coincidence.

“Thank you.” She leaves without another word and I drag my carcass back over to Pippa’s side. She hasn’t taken a sip of the tea yet, and I don’t blame her. It smells disgusting – like rotten eggs mixed with rotten potatoes mixed with fresh grass. It looks like hot mud, and every few seconds a thick bubble makes it’s way to the surface and pops, releasing another volley of noxious gas that makes our eyes water. “Do you think this works?” she asks.

I placed my breakfast on the table-oatmeal and I have a separate bowl for lettuce and cucumber. Rhyme immediately started eating after he took a proper seat. So Did I. I was done with the oatmeal so I changed the bowl to the lettuces then eat until I was stopped when I felt him looking at me. I turned my gaze to Rhyme and confirmed that I was right. He grimaced as he scrutinized the food inside my bowl. Hence, my eyes lowered to his bowl and saw what he was eating-Pork A La Pobre. I gulped out of dismay. Greasy. Oily. Smelly seasoning like it was full of preservatives, the fat itself. . . Oh my yuck! I grimaced while chewing the lettuce.

Hillard said, trying to get rid of the taste in his mouth. "It's more of a horse dung. It has the after taste," Elder Eli said more clearly. Maya was panicking, and Grey was making it worse by not saying anything. His eyes were narrowed in anger, and it was like he was telling her from his Express that she was on her own. "You shouldn't have accepted the test, Maya. This is really disgusting," Vivian said before gulping down a glass of water. "N-no. This isn't what I made," Maya insisted, a lump filling her throat.