Elf Poop Taste Test Novels & Stories

Someone must have done it to her. “Doctor,” I called out to him. “You said that this toxin is taken in through food or drink, right?” "Yes," the doctor replied. I turned to look at Enora and stroked the back of her hand with my thumb. “Has anything you tasted recently tasted off?” I looked at the doctor. ‘Talking about, it has a slight sour taste,” the doctor added. “However, some people can taste it, but some people cannot. Miss Lopez, have you eaten anything or drunk anything that had a suspiciously sour taste in the last few weeks?”

When Drake shook the box of mealworms into her bowl, she looked down at them, trying to imagine they were just bacon bits. 'Maybe they taste like bacon bits,' she told herself, taking a bite. They didn't. They tasted like a mixture of dust, soil and chemicals. She heaved, almost puking as the masticated lump of worms and soup hit her gag reflex. Somehow, she managed to keep it down. His friends laughed, making bets with each other about whether she would puke or give up first. "Make her eat this," Shane said, picking up the cat food from the corner.

Then, unable to resist herself, Nicole secretly pulled out a jar of pickled herring and spooned a generous amount into her own bowl. Right as she opened her mouth to ask whether they wanted any, Zeph and Poppy both clamped their hands over their noses and backed away in horror. Retreat! Retreat! "Ugh..." Even Cola kept opening his mouth dramatically, looking like he wanted to throw up but couldn't quite manage it. The dog stared at Nicole with deep disgust written all over his face, as if saying, "Human, did you just eat actual poop?"

Leana says to her. “I believe you,” Ennata says, and I taste the nasty metallic flavor again. “Can we all agree to stop lying now,” I say, smacking my tongue against the roof of my mouth to try and get the taste out of my mouth. “One more test. I want to know that I can tell when he is lying,” she says to Leana about me. “I love the taste of lies,” I growl and the hideous flavor enters my mouth again. “I think I’m going to vomit,” I say, feeling nauseous.

This fucking Demigod looked like he had just walked out of a magazine. I had always wondered how he'd look while naked. Sorry, us. And here we were, clothes ripped off and ready for sin. “You'd be my stepsister in a few weeks, don't you care?” I shook my head quickly, almost like cutting him off. “No, I don't.” “This is forbidden.” He pressed a smirk on his lips. He wasn't just interrogating me, he wanted to know the level of my desperation—how eager I was for this. “Rotten Fruit tastes sweetest,” I mentioned, grinning like an idiot. “Soren, now I don't care about fucking taboos.”

"Good job though." "Thanks." I tried not to gag as my taste buds adjusted to the new taste. I poked at some more chicken. "It tastes weird but a good kind of weird. I don't exactly like it but I don't hate it either." "That is valid. Exactly what you would expect when you eat something with a moldy coating!" Edmond grinned at me, causing me to jump. "It sounds disgusting when you say it like that."

Mitchel's face turned even fiercer then interrupted Kenneth's words quickly, "You mean I ... I ate the diaper?" Kenneth nodded, "Yeah, you ate it greedily." Instantly Mitchel's head was dizzy like many stars spinning. Instantly he put his finger in his mouth and vomited the contents of his stomach. Twice he has eaten things that are not fit to be eaten. Instantly the tailgate of the car changed to smell like sewage. The smell really hits the nose. Being behind an open pickup was pointless, because the smell was so bad, even other road users were complaining to them.

“Food, looney! You were whining about being hungry, right?” Ophelia shrank into her corner disobediently. She shot a look at the food and pinched her nose. “It stinks!" “Stinks? That’s your lunch, looney! You should be grateful to even have a meal! Stop being a picky sh*t and eat up!” Ophelia clearly jerked away from the man’s bark. Still, she shook her head. “B-B-But I don’t wanna! It stinks! It’ll give me a bad tummy—”

I pushed it away, but even so, the smell lingered in my nose and was starting to crawl down my throat, the urge to puke getting stronger by the second. “Keira? Is there something wrong with your cookies?” Elisha turned to me worried. “I- I don’t know. It kind of smells weird. Would you mind checking if it’s expired maybe?” I passed her the pack and she sniffed it. When she didn’t show any signs of disgust, I knew that something was off. “It smells fine to me, sweetie. Why don’t you try it again?” She hands it back and although hesitant, I try it again.

Leana says to her. “I believe you,” Ennata says, and I taste the nasty metallic flavor again. “Can we all agree to stop lying now,” I say, smacking my tongue against the roof of my mouth to try and get the taste out of my mouth. “One more test. I want to know that I can tell when he is lying,” she says to Leana about me. “I love the taste of lies,” I growl and the hideous flavor enters my mouth again. “I think I’m going to vomit,” I say, feeling nauseous.