Grinny Cat Creepypasta の小説・ストーリー

Jess just stood there as if her legs didn't work as the stranger reached out and smelt her hair. "Hey! What the hell are you doing you CREEP!" Jackie yelled as she ran over. "Let's go Jess." Jackie pulled her by the arm and they rushed for the door. Jess could hear the guy talking to himself as he watched them leave, "Such a pretty girl, I'm gonna getcha pretty girl." Jess noticed that he was missing a few teeth when he smiled at her through the storefront window. "What a creep, what the hell was wrong with that guy? He was probably some kind of pedophile. Why did you even let him close enough to touch you?" Jackie went on rambling as Jess sat in silence.

Grainne bit his lip so painfully that he had to let her go. He licked his lips with his tongue, the smell of blood entering his mouth further stimulated Carwyn Levi's nerves. Carwyn Levi lowered his head, peering into the corner of her eye in the darkness. He sarcastically said: “Grainne, didn't you say I was perverted? Okay, now I'll show you what a pervert is!" With that, he lifted her hand like a sack and walked out of the alley. Grainne frantically swung her arms and legs wildly but was unable to escape.

She'd already swallowed. "Oh gross." The goblet waved in her face insistently. "Not happening." Carlie didn't miss the look passing between her two captors. What were they planning? Golden Grin tugged her onto his lap, his arms banding around her upper body. Calloused fingers gripped her chin from the front and tilted her head back until she stared straight up into Mr. Kitty's eyes, a gaze that remained steady even as his eyes shifted into that of a cat. "What the hell?" she yelled, only to gurgle as a hand gripped her jaw, holding her mouth open to pour the rest of the putrid fluid into her mouth. She choked and spat some out.

She screamed, her eyes a little wild. Garith stood and strolled down the aisle. “It lor kina sizet.” Lynn froze. Her claws had just formed, and her fangs descended. “Look at you.” He continued walking towards her, and I could see the panic flash in her eyes. “You’re so ferocious for a kitten.” He laughed darkly as he finished walking. “What did you do?” Vince called out.

Callum paws elongated, I glued myself to the wall, avoiding their touch but no where , no way to escape I was doomed, Grey is far away, nothing, no one can save me… I shut my eyes in a surrender, as I felt my pants being stripped off like a cunt, my body and blood ran cold…. Their hands crawled into my thighs ..I shivered still murmuring Grey’s name, as he grabbed a hand full of my cunt. Something that taste and smell like blood splashed on my face. For a moment I felt that paws was tearing into my skin, and that blood was mine… ..Chills ran down my spine. “ You animals!” I heard a loud growl of a thunderous voice, still shut my eyes closed scared to open them, scared to confirm whose blood

He needed more. He growled in frustration. He dropped to his knees and peered under the bottom row of boxes, where there was a narrow crack. Several fine thumps reached him and he reached out with a red smeared smile. A wriggling, squeaking body landed in his hand and turned in vain to escape. With relish, he bit off her head and spat it into high arches on the floor before absorbing all of the blood with just a few gulps.

he said as he yawned, stretching his arms above his head. A puff of smoke appeared and enveloped his feet up to his lower legs. It slowly thickens. "What do you want?," a grumpy voice resonated from it, giving off a deep and strong accent. Looking down with a bored face, the smoke sufficed and revealed an Egyptian Sphynx cat looking back at him with an annoyed face. "Quit it, Pug. This is important," he answered and continued walking down the hallway, passing by the crowd earlier. "You know I heard, the second serving of ice cream is here so let's go. It'll be a great opportunity."

' Abigail trembled; she could make no answer. The being resembled a naked, misshapen hag. Lynx-eyed and grinning it crawled at the feet of its mistress. Thick brown claws, that may once have been fingernails, scrabbled at the floor. Abigail caught a whiff of its odour and her stomach churned with nausea. It stank of stale excrement. Lilith bent down and stroked its matted white hair. The thing chuckled in a low hoarse whisper, and then threw back its head in a scream of ear-splitting laughter. 'I think she wants to play with you,' simpered Lilith. 'Would you like to dance with the nice lady, my pet?'

I reign in my shock at the expensive art hanging up, not really paying attention to where I am walking. Then I am colliding head on with what felt like a wall of granite. I glance up and look straight into the same smoky grey eyes that lurked in every corner of my dreams last night. Um. What. My brain is short-circuiting. “Wha— um. What?” Eloquent, Kat. He raises his eyebrows, clearly amused at my discombobulation. And, shit, I am staring. I open my mouth to try again, but nothing comes out.

Jerri's POV I watched with fascination as Gracie shuddered and moaned beneath me, her body writhing with pleasure. But then something strange began to happen. Her muscles tensed and her skin started to ripple as if something was trying to break free. Suddenly, her eyes snapped open and they were glowing bright yellow. I gasped in shock as her body began to contort and shift, growing fur and claws as she transformed into a powerful werewolf.