Nail Biting Cartoon Novels & Stories

“You deserve it! You need to get a taste of butt pain.” He was bitten on the ass by a crocodile, fidgeting, more serious than her. Crystal gave Paul a cold look. “Shame on you, Mr. Rat. “ Nancy leaned over and said, “Well, I punished Mr. Rat, too.” Crystal raised her eyebrows. “Huh?” “I have so much to tell you. Let’s talk over there.” She could amuse Crystal by telling her all about Paul slapping himself, calling himself Rat, and jumping into the lake.

"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.

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.

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.

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.

“It’s a damn ghost.” The cartoon ghost floated from one side of the screen to the other before stopping. Its tongue stuck out. Then… The damn thing actually wiggled it. One word appeared beneath it. Boo. I slowly turned my head toward Barnie. His shoulders were shaking. One hand covered his mouth almost immediately. He was trying… Really trying… Not to laugh. Unfortunately for him… He wasn’t succeeding. That somehow managed to piss me off even more. “What?” I motioned toward the screen. “You think this is funny?”

"He was dead at birth!" In that moment, Nina's heart broke completely. She stared into his eyes, now filled with hatred. She lunged forward and bit his arm hard. Nash did not move, enduring the pain, letting her vent her fury. Blood trickled from her mouth and dripped onto the floor. Nina continued to glare at him, biting down with such force it seemed she might tear off his flesh. The blood flowed from the bite, but Nash made no attempt to stop her, showing no expression.

Did he need his food alive in order to enjoy it? "Please kill me and get it over with. I cannot take the smell or that sound any longer," I whined in earnest. Even my voice was defeated. This had to end now. I just prayed he'd eat me headfirst so my nose and ears no longer worked. I waited. Click. Click... "Oh, fuck no." I somehow managed to launch myself at the offending nail. It was bigger than the upper portion of my body, but I landed on it with one goal... make that infernal racket stop.

Reese withdrew his hand swiftly. “Damn you, little!” Reese groaned. His finger was bleeding. He sucked his finger in his mouth. I picked Carol in my palms and hugged it close to my chest. “Oh, Carol. You shouldn’t bite people. That’s bad manners. No biting, do you get it?” I talked to it in a childish tone because that’s what it liked the most. Carol blinked cluelessly with its huge eyes and let out an apologetic chirp. I smiled. “Good baby.”