Human Toothless Novels & Stories

I touched the orangutan's neck again, and the animal blinked again. "That's it!" I turned to Mistress Vanessa. "The nerve under his cheek is swollen because of the rotten tooth!" I said. The woman looked at me blankly the same as Bennet who was standing at the door. "So you mean to say, he has a toothache?" I shrugged my shoulders. "It's also the first time I've heard of this case. Well, like I said. A normal orangutan won't treat a toothache. But Danny is a pampered pet, he didn't grow up in the jungle so he's vulnerable to the disease."

He looked up at Wayne and shriveled back in fear. “You know, I was a bit torn on my way here. I wasn’t sure if I should aim for your mouth or your nose. But then I figured that a broken nose would heal soon enough but a lost tooth wasn’t going to grow back. Let’s face it, you’re a grown man and your new teeth days are far behind you. You might decide to get a replacement but I can guarantee that you won’t forget I punched out your tooth.” Wayne said casually as he took a seat across from Nathan.

He was raised to sit up again and the grey colored tooth was placed in front of its owner on a small tray. His mouth was bleeding and the blood was dripping on his skinny but tiny chest. His eyes had gone red and he was sweating profusely. "You have no right to say anything except to give answers to my questions. And if you linger before answering my questions, another tooth would be removed until the entire thirty two teeth would be chiseled out. Now tell me who you are and why you live as an assassin?" Allen asked and light a cigarette, he took it to his mouth and Puff the smoke on Pardon's face,

Michelle delivered four slaps directly onto Sophia’s face. She didn’t hold back her strength. When the fourth slap landed, Sophia spat out a mouthful of blood, as well as seven to eight teeth. She felt her entire head go numb, her lungs about to explode from the anger she felt. She was the dignified owner of Red Mill, and she was treated this way? With so many teeth missing, how was she going to replace them? Moreover, having false teeth in her mouth would affect her queenish temperament and image. God d*mn… this Michelle Yowell!

"I'm going to take his teeth if he tries." "He said he'd bite me and make it to where I wouldn't want to defend my stuff from him," he cried and trembled against my body. "Don't keep him." I purred at him then looked at Mushu, snatching him from Charles. Mushu yelped and looked at me with wide eyes in shock as I held him tightly and forced his mouth out with my hand, ripping a few of his teeth out. Mushu started trembling in pain and cried out, wailing from the loss of his teeth as I went for another one. Toma slipped his head deep into my shirt and curled up tightly to me. I paused and looked at Toma.

"When you left, I had to make adjustments, settle so to say." "Excuse me?" Twyla snaps. "Settle? You’re not referring to settling…for me, are you?" Wait? What? Cato and Twyla? “Because this means nothing if you didn’t mean it,” she steps out from behind me to stand in clear view of me and Levi. Her face is blank as she lifts up the hem of her shirt to reveal a bite mark along her side. The top set of teeth on her stomach while the bottom set of canines wrap around the flank of her body to mark her back. The wound is still bloody and an angry red. Is it infected?

Something mad. I see his tongue probe the inside of his cheek, pressing against something. His jaw clenches. My heart clenches with unease. "Dom—" I start to warn. But Thomas is already moving. With a guttural scream, he wrenches his broken arm upward—bone protruding through torn flesh—and shoves his fingers into his mouth. A wet crack echoes through the clearing as he rips free a fang. The moment it leaves his mouth, the tooth blackens, its surface bubbling like tar under moonlight.

she laughed. "That's right. Hockey. A man's sport." He reached into his mouth, and to her surprise, removed his right front tooth and the one beside it. "Where I come from, if you have all your teeth, you weren't really trying." He laughed at her shocked expression as he refit the teeth into his mouth.

Almost. I felt my body shudder under him as I reached a height others could only dream about getting to. I felt him remove his fangs from my neck, only to replace them with his tongue. After he’d licked the wounds to seal them, I sat up on my elbows. He licked his lips, and I smiled at him. “Let me see.” “Piccolo, it’s not going to happen that fast.” I poked my lip out. “You just want to see my abs,” he stated.

His teeth were a dark shade of yellow, with one of the front teeth broken at the tip and some of his teeth gone. She could feel the goose pimples emerging out from her skin. It was not just about looks. It was the sudden change that unnerved her. Nothing showed that this was the handsome young man she fell for years back. The John she knew was stunning with a flashy set of teeth. His lips were a perfect shade of peach. How it turned so hideously black was just unfathomable. He was well-groomed back in those days. He took hygiene seriously back then but had that been all a façade?