Grinny Cat Creepypasta Novels & Stories

The dirt was cold and rough against my back, leaves sticking to my skin. “You can scream all you want, hot stuff,” Griffin sneered, unzipping his trousers. “This is Bloodmoon. No one is coming to save you.” The sound of his zipper made bile rise in my throat. My body shook uncontrollably. I could smell him—sweat, alcohol, blood. It made me want to gag. My chest heaved with even more fear and panic clawing through me until I thought I’d choke on it. “So fucking clean,” he muttered as he crouched before me. His eyes burned with lust when they met with my exposed thighs.

Grace relaxed and waited as Catherine lay perfectly still, a surprising contrast to the trembling from a few moments earlier. After what felt like an eternity, Grace heard a mumbled, "Pray for us sinners" and her predatory grin returned. She patiently, gently, tenderly pulled the rest of the way out of her slutty nun and stood up. Catherine startled and stared up at Grace with wide eyes. "M-my Grace?" She somehow made it sound like a question.

When she was five meters away, Mildred went down to her knees and started to crawl the rest of the way. When she was two meters away, she turned around and moved backwards toward the creature. Once he knows I am a female, I should be safe. If it worked for my aunt, it should work for me. The large male smelled her scent and realized she was a willing female. He slowly started moving on top of her. It worked! Mildred clearly remembered her aunt's loud moaning and wild orgasms every time she had sex with a catoblepas. Her pussy always got soaked when she saw it but she was always too scared to sneak in and try it herself. Now, after all this time of wondering, she was going to find out how it

Oh Lord please he should be joking, I wouldn't want to have my first sex while I was unconscious, please lord, if he is joking i promise to do the dishes after every meal, i will tidy my room, do the laundry and i will be a good girl, i promise! you know you wont He crawled even further like a lion finally laying target on hits prey, his long hair fluttered, as his obvious long lashes bats on his face, the light emiting the window gave him an obvious vampire vibes, as it seemed he was glittering He stopped when there was no more space between us, then he slammed his lips on mine, coaxing my tongue to come out and play, my level of inexperience was obvious as i immitated a cat, licking milk

it walked slowly to me starring directly at my face like it was actually searching for something . it got so close that I could feel it's hot breathing gushing on my face like volcano steam "grahhhhhhh " it roared out loud and sticky saliva from his mouth gushed on my face and I couldn't hold on any longer and I fell into darkness . LENNY POINT OF VIEW

I crept over to the sounds, tiptoeing into a thin gap through which I could peek into a big hall. I heard a snarling grunt out of nowhere. Instantly, chills rushed down my spine, and every strand of hair on my body lifted. The grunt reminded me of the Lycans, or perhaps just cannibals like me? I couldn't find my way. To my horror, footsteps - Dryad footsteps - echoed from not far away. Once more, I glanced into the crack. I peered inside the crack and witnessed something incredible. My pupils dilated.

If it was somebody else they wouldn't have found anything amusing about these dangerous varmints. He didn't find them too amusing for long, for one of the snakes launched itself towards him its fangs exposed ready to take a bite. He was quick enough to dodge its attack and grabbed its tail before throwing it away as if he a was hurling a harmless stick. Thereby scaring some squirrels nearby who scattered about leaving the odd man alone. Feeling quite dejected he picked up his pace and returned home just in time when Cheng Min was starting to prepare their meal. She was busy on the stove, and did not notice his return.

One hit, and I’m back to original manufacturer settings, wondering who I am and why my cheeks feel like they’ve been kissed by a brick. “Get back to your senses, you pathetic, hollow, brain-dead waste of space. A useless, shivering, white-skinned animal with the personality of a damp carpet and the spine of a jellyfish. You’re an annoying, taintless, blood-feeding parasite who brings nothing to the table but noise and disappointment. You’re a walking, non-breathing mistake, a loud-mouthed, empty-headed clown who couldn’t find his own reflection in a mirror. You are a disgusting, entitled, low-tier glitch in the system, a non-sweaty, unwashed excuse for an animal who makes anyone in a room wi

Something consumed me, whispering to let it in. Then darkness. I could only smell their scent and feel the pulse in their neck. It smelled delicious. Calling out to me. My eyes snapped open, a small drool of saliva slipping from my mouth. “Say that again,” I uttered, my voice no longer mine. The blonde girl took a step back, her fingers trembling. “A cat caught your throat?” I smirked, staring at her like food about to be served. “Say it!” I yelled. “Remind me of how much of a weakling I am.”

Sookie is content with the video's performance. "Whatever," I re-checked the lipstick on my lips, making sure it was okay. My personal I*******m account had acquired more than 5 million views in 1 hour for just showing my feet. I expect our cheering videos to do more. A nobody entered the bathroom, and I glared at her. She nervously halts at the door, staring back at me. "I really need to pee," she said, her voice trembling with nervousness. "Like, I care." "Go and use the boy's bathroom or the janitor one," I command, and immediately she goes off.