Grinny Cat Creepypasta Novels & Stories

I couldn’t tell if the sound was one of pain or amusement, but I didn’t have to wait long for an answer. When they pulled back their mottled lips and grinned, I felt myself gag. Bloody gums filled their mouth, all but sliced to ribbons by the shards of glass that protruded where their teeth should have been. The third creature, a large woman whose eyes were reptilian slits of putrid green, stared me down and rumbled with laughter. Half of her body looked to have been flayed, the skin of her arm and chest peeled back, only to be replaced with bloody scales. The only thing that seemed to remain intact was her long, flowing hair. “It cannot rob me of something I no longer have.” Callum replied,

Griffith walked out with a laptop in hand, looked straight ahead, and sat across from her. Their eyes locked. She raised the kitten and quipped, "Cracker, say hello to Mr. Griffith, who's on a diet." "Meow." Griffith asked, "What are you having?" Charlotte couldn't help but burst into laughter.

I gripped the sheets, my knuckles turning white, as I let her have her way with me. Catherine was relentless. She was eager, licking and sucking like she was trying to drain the life out of me. I felt my orgasm building up like a tidal wave. I couldn't help it—my hips started bucking, and I began to thrust into her mouth furiously until I finally snapped. I spilled my seed deep into her throat, and I’ve gotta say, it gave me a twisted kind of pleasure watching her swallow every single drop without flinching.

I told him as I pushed him away after noticing him reach down and pull down my pants. "Griffin is furious right now, so if someone approaches this car, he will bite him in the neck. After all, it's polluted with Kurt's smell." He said, grabbing my wrist. I hoped he was kidding when I glanced into his eyes, but all I saw were desire and possessiveness. "Augustine, calm down." "I can't. You're about to become his kitty." Augustine rubbed my clit under my underwear while pulling my wrist into his lips with one hand, then he licked it heavily and my heart rate increased.

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."

Grinning, Chanel slid a hand down Catherine's firm stomach to the top of her silky panties. "Ah! Oh god! Chanel!" the blonde whimpered. The brunette in question lowered her head and nibbled on the pretty ear poking through the white locks as her fingers slid under the panties to run over the tender flesh underneath. She felt Catherine's body jolt and tremble under her. One finger slipped into the woman as her palm ground against Cat's stiff clit. "FUCK! Oh fuck! Chanel! OH! OH GOD!" Catherine cried out. She was so wet!

My wolf growled at him My wolf is very calm until it comes to Gigi. but now it's growling at THR DAMN KING for Tris wait! did he did this to My pumpkin! he made my Grumpy cat go crazy and killed my pumpkin tlo that's when i lost to my wolf. and it came out attacking the sucker.

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.

Grace’s bedroom felt smaller than it ever had, the air thick with the scent of her own pussy and the faint musk of Johnny’s arousal. She stood there in nothing but the black lace lingerie, the crotch of her panties soaked through, her thighs still shiny from the orgasm she’d filmed for strangers just minutes ago. Her stepson Johnny was frozen in the doorway, cock jutting out obscenely from his fist, thick and veined, the head swollen and leaking. The silence stretched between them like a wire about to snap.