Smile Cat Creepypasta Novels & Stories

"He should suffer. And I want to watch him suffer. Painfully." Mrs. Catalina studied me for a long moment. Her old eyes were sharp. Like she could see right through me. "You know what's funny?" she said slowly. "What?" "You're smiling." I touched my face. She was right. A tiny smile had crept onto my lips without me even realizing it. "That's weird," I said, dropping the smile. "Why am I smiling?" Mrs. Catalina leaned forward, her eyes glittering. "Because something else happened at the party. Something good."

He wants me to see and he wants to look into my eyes as he does it all. When he smiles, he reminds me of the Cheshire Cat, all sharp teeth and cunning. His hands are cruel talons. Grabbing. Crushing. Squeezing. He knows the pain he inflicts, but he doesn't care. He likes it. Loves it. When you scream or cry, those hungry eyes of his light up, like he's feeding off of it, and it seems to encourage him. The others do what they have to do and go. He takes his time. Takes what he's owed.

Get to our mate NOW! Her screaming shocked me into place as the raggedy, brown monster appeared around the corner. The smell of rotting flesh was stronger than before alerting me that it was coming from this beast. It wasn't just the scent of if being around something dead, its body was what was producing the dreadful odor. Its eyes rested upon me and it smiled, showing teeth that were bigger than mine. Standing on its hind legs, it readied itself hoping I would flee. In a raspy, growl it spoke. "Ah, little Lilith. You haven't come home yet."

she purred, dragging the words out slow, savoring them. Isadora gasped softly..a pathetic little noise and Caterina smiled even wider. “Your first time getting your sweet little pussy eaten,” Caterina whispered, voice thick with wicked glee. “Your first time having another woman’s mouth wrapped around you, sucking you, licking you like you were made for it?” She laughed under her breath, a low, dirty thing, and let her hand drift lower, ghosting over Isadora’s sticky, trembling thighs. “Fuck,” Caterina breathed.

“Smile for me.” I looked at him, confused. “Smile,” he repeated. “A genuine, happy smile. Like you’re pleased to be here.” My stomach turned. I couldn’t. I couldn’t smile at this monster who’d bought me like property, who kept women as dolls, who was systematically breaking me down. “Smile, Elara.” I tried. I forced my lips to turn up at the corners, but it felt grotesque. Wrong. And it definitely wasn’t convincing.

That person is not the mafia hacker beside her though. “ Nobody is here close by Cassie. I have checked.” He said looking at the surrounding and checking if someone came. “You are right, darling. No human is around.” She said and smiled at him softly. A soft smile that tells she knows more than him. He never once in his life saw her smile like this. Purely. And what she said? No humans? So the cat? “ you think the cat-” “The cat is a spy. Look here on the collar belt,

got blurry and bright spots lightened before her eyes as she felt the incredible power of the creature solely through his cock. She realized how insignificant she was beneath the massive bulk of meat and muscles and how she was completely at his mercy. For some reason, Mildred found this incredibly exciting and she tried to stay still, waiting for his next move. Maya and Anais saw the large creature walk slowly over Mildred and then they heard a scream. Maya thought that the monster had stepped on her but Anais had a better idea of what was going on. "Gods have mercy! He is going to crush her!" Maya said with anxiousness. "I don't think so, my Princess. I can't see very well from this angle

“It’s okay, Gattina. The pills you just took will soon have its effect on you. It will help soothe the ache, hmm? It's good you're sore, isn’t it? “A ghost smile appeared on his lips. A small, sly one which disappeared almost immediately. “Just take me fully because you're mine," {"Kitten"} "Please, just-,"She didn't finish because he swallowed her words with a hard kiss. Her palms rested atop his hard chest and she tried to push him away but her hands ended up falling beside her when she felt him shove his dick into her forcefully in one powerful, hard thrust and she let out a loud scream in his mouth.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! Four bullets answered him. He dropped to the ground with a strangled yell, clutching his wounds. The sleek black cat hopped onto the desk, curling around the screen, eyes gleaming like green glass. “Meow,” it purred, glancing between the dead-eyed man and the chaos on-screen. The figure’s lips curved in the faintest smile. “You're right, Nyra. The game’s gotten boring. We play another day.” he said, stroking the cat's head.

Not even the eeriest face on earth, which stood only a few feet away from me, could evoke a fearful response from my depressed zombie brain. “Greetings, little duckling. You have arrived on time.” Madame Long opened up with the creepiest grin. It only missed her ears by a mere inch. I didn’t know she could smile so wide. Also, her rotten teeth were an eyesore. My brain may have become immune to many things, but not disgust.