Novel & Cerita Mickey Mouse Creepypasta

“Did I ever tell you that you’re so perfect, My Little Wolf?” I frowned but he smiled and before I could even say something else. Mikey kneeled before me, as he spread my legs wide open and buried his face as he began to eat my pussy. A loud moan escaped my lips as one of my hands pressed against the table for support while the other found its way to his wavy hair unsure to pull him away or push his head more closer to my throbbing pussy. I know how good Mikey was when it came to eating me but it never occurred to me that he can get even better.

Hi, my name is Macey. I'm seventeen although I am a short stack of pancakes four eleven to be specific. Today is the last day of highschool. You don't know how happy I am to be getting out of this shit hole of a school, but first I have to make it threw this day if I can of course. I twist and turn in my bed ignoring the alarm that's going off. '' Macey get up, you have school and if you miss that bus I promise you you'll be missing too!''

Kyle chuckles loudly at my embarrassment "awe, don't be embarrassed lex, I've seen you in your Mickey Mouse panties too." My senses immediately shoot up and i throw the covers away from my body sitting up clearly alert "what! " my eyes are wide in horror and he just leans back on the wall laughing at me as the heat spreads further up my body. Oh God! No! I stand up, about to make my way out of here but he stops me with his arms around me and his light chuckles against my ears. "I'm just kidding, i didn't see you on them, but i know you have them. "

Micky began barking again and he couldn't hide how annoyed he had become, he rowled to her hearing. She turned back, scared at what she was staring at. It looked scary and horrific. It's teeth gnashed as it growled. Eyes steaming red, saliva rolls out by the sides of its mouth. It huffed, and again. And closer he got to her. She walks backward, slowly in the same pace. She was growing uncomfortable, and all her instincts could interpret at the moment is RUN, but with the hungry looking creature before her, it was just impossible. Micky was shivering too, and she could tell from the way it squeezes it's body in her grip. "Micky, I think we shouldn't be here." She whispered, her voice cracked.

Scratch. It's coming from the corner where the shadows are deepest. Near the water bottle I couldn't reach. Panic, quicker than the pain, pierces through my tiredness. I know that sound. It taps into a primal fear I've had since I was a child. The fear of things that scurry in the dark. Movement catches my eye. Small. Grey. Fast. Something darts along the baseboard. A mouse. My stomach drops. I press my back harder against the floor, trying to make myself disappear. It pauses, twitching its nose. It smells the blood on the floor. It smells the sickness in the air. Then, another one runs out from behind the chair. They are exploring.

And in a final salute to style, she chews gum, never actually closing her mouth to do so. Jeez... The crowd Mickey's hanging with all look to be cut from much the same cloth he is: small-timers in cheap clothes. But they're laughing and joking, telling themselves they're having a good time. Forcing through the cacophonous mob, I make my way across to Mickey and the Ghastly Girlfriend. Mickey double-takes, then beams as he sees me. "See, here he is; my friend, Mr Klempner." He aims his words at Zombie Girl, makes as though he's going to slap my shoulder, then rethinks and withdraws the hand.

There’s a body lying on the ground next to Miko’s desk and I step into the room, even though I really just wanted to shut the door and walk away. But I had to see. “Fuck!” I groan with sickness as I study the body. “There’s no head.” I can’t tear my eyes away from the gross scene, yet from the corner of my eye, I see Mike looking around. “What are you looking for?” I whisper. No idea why I’m whispering but it just seems right. “The head.” He deadpans. “Is this Miko?” He asks, looking under the desk. I look at the headless figure heaped on the floor. I gag again. “I can’t tell. It looks like one of his suits but…” A rat covered in blood suddenly runs across my feet. I jump and squeal like a f

how he hated saying those words. " What do you mean?" She asked back, confusion written all over her face. " We are vampires". As soon as the words left Lai's mouth, Mica fell to the floor. For a moment, she didn't know who she was or where she was, she just knew she was not supposed to be here. " Mica". " Stay away from me" she whispered as tears of fear rolled out of her eyes. It dawned on her, the allergy to colognes was just a make up story to fool her.

John stopped fussing over Pepper and turned his now very intrigued attention to the snarling animal sitting on top of the man resting in a mess of his own making. Casper whimpered and soiled himself as the beautiful woman in his lap began to shift, but instead of shifting like a normal wolf it seemed like something was wrong or stunted in her transformation, “please by the moon pull her off me, she’s a walker,” he wailed and Mj chuffed a disgusting sounding laugh before she snapped her foaming jaws in his face and Casper squealed as the sight of her mutilated but sharpened teeth flashed across his face. “A number,” he screeched “I call a number and tell them I have goods,” he confessed and M

"I thought you weren't coming." "Don't you worry. We're here, and when Mickey turns up..." As if on cue, the door crashed open and the shadow figure of Mickey the Stalker was standing there. "Hello, pussies," he growled. "We're gonna have fun tonight." "Oh yeah," Michael replied, "we sure are." He was standing behind Mickey, holding the Magnum to the back of the shadow's head. "The difference tonight, Mickey old pal, is that this isn't Kelly's nightmare..." The world twisted around them without warning. Suddenly they were in Mickey's Bar, and Mickey was tied, spread-eagled and naked, to the pool table. "...it's yours."