Nail Biting Cartoon Novels & Stories

"They'll think I'm a psycho." "Then I'll kill them. Scratch me, cupcake. I love your nails in my skin." I wrapped a hand around her neck, drew her face to mine. Her nails went to my wrist. A heavy pressure until the slightest release of skin to nail. I bit her lip in gratitude. Released her. I held up my wrist, massaged the skin until a single crimson drop fell to my plate. Nik rolled her eyes at me. "Show off." I smirked. "You're just sad you didn't think of it first."

I pulled two nails but he bit his lips, tears dripping from his face. “I don't …know anything. I promise you.” “Right. I knew you would say so. Hold on.” I returned to the tool box and pulled out a hammer. “Say hello to someone who would make the frost bite go.” He looked curiously at me as I removed his feet gently. They were turning blue already but he could move the toes. “What are you going to me?” “ Wrong answer!” I hit his toe nail and he screamed. “I don't know!*

"He asked me directly if he were. You know, bigger. I was honest. Neil is much bigger than you. He then asked if you were suspicious. I said no. Technically that is true. You're not suspicious at all, not in the slightest. Then he called you an idiot. I wanted to slap him so bad, but fuck I was so turned on as well. I don't understand what got over me. I more or less shoved his face back into me, having him eat me out more. You see it on the video. I barely had the mind to record. Oh, you're gonna love this last one!" Cass reached across me and opened up the third video. It showed her face again, mid-getting thoroughly eaten out. Cass was once again clenching her eyes, holding the back of he

My canines extended, Nathaniel growled loud enough for the walls to shake as he kicked in the door to our room and threw me on the bed. Looking at his stupid face twist in pure rage was somewhat satisfying, but it didn’t last long enough. He climbed onto the bed, grabbed my wrists when I aimed to, at the very least, break his nose, and pinned them over my head. The breaths were stuck in my throat, like I was breathing through a straw, when he dragged his tongue over the side of my mouth, licking his blood clean of my face. ”Maybe I’ll tattoo the bite as well,” he groaned.

Why can't I just not have nightmares? "You don't have any problem with this, right?" He asks smiling at me and patting on the bed again. "Uhm....I..yeah. I mean no," I say. "Stop biting your lips," he says and smiles again. It's then I realise, I was biting my bottom lip. Weird habit! It occurs so naturally. "I got you something to change," he points at the chair. Some clothes were kept folded on it. "No, you won't have enough clothes if you give me yours. I'm fine in mine," I say, shaking my head.

I tried to put on a fake smile again when Miles woke up and asked me to cut him an apple. “Rabbit.” I said it while showing him the apple shape I made. “Butterfly.” Miles chuckled as he pointed at my failed creation on the plate. I would give him even the silliest little things just to make him feel better, sometimes by joking around with him. “This was made with special carving,” I joked, pointing at the imperfect butterfly eyes. “More like carving it,” he corrected me, and he was right. Miles picked up the failed butterfly shape and slowly ate it, making exaggerated chewing sounds on purpose.

A series of grunts and other sounds seem to fly out of my mouth, along with drool. The Goddess made me something fierce but gross! I’ll definitely never fit into a pack now. Who the hell would want a freak? I saw a circus once when I was little. A bearded lady, a giant. Did I win the jackpot and get all the things in one creature? Though I tell myself not to, my hand swipes a bird on the tree and promptly bites it head off. My eyes close but my body knows what to do. I chomp and chomp on it, finishing the snack after a few bites, bones and all. When I swallow, there’s a deep satisfaction in my gut even if my brain wants to throw up, my body is happy.

What harm can there be? I turn my attention to Ryan and smile in a naughty way. I bite my lower lip, noticing his expression change. I pick up the chocolate and bring it to my mouth. He doesn't even blink, his eyes fixed on me. I suck the chocolate like it's a lollipop. I sincerely hope nobody but him is watching this. I lick the short bar and take a bite. I feel ridiculous, not sexy at all. Will he laugh at me? Well, it doesn't seem to be going wrong, all his attention is on me.

I clear my throat, straightening my posture as I try to look inches taller, and pretend that his words have no true effect on my emotions. “This little piggy choked on his own blood,” I tear the fourth toenail out, moving on to his pinky toe, “And this little piggy screamed and screamed until his dying breath.” As I tear the small toenail from his toe, I walk over to him and hold it out, “Open wide…” I entice him. “Get fucked,” He breathes out heavily as he stares up at the ceiling. “Ivan, can you come over here and hold Konstatins' mouth wide open, please?” A sinister smirk touches the side of my mouth.

She stuttered looking exactly like a doll with those big blue eyes, red cheeks, small button-up nose, and those plump luscious lips which she was biting nervously begged him to devour them mercilessly. "Fucking stop biting them!" He growled.