Stick Person Novels & Stories

I keep stretching and stretching until I grab onto it and stab her. I pull the stick out as blood escort the bow out. Susan runs. Oh no honey, not so fast. I crawl to her, thankfully I stab her where it would be hard to heal from. She falls on the ground. I pummel the stick in and out of her until someone pulls me out. Susan turns into her human form all covered in blood and holes drilled on her. She is naked, thankfully she curved up on a way she covered her breast. People start gathering as the stamping becomes louder and louder. I break free and run to her to finish what I started before I stagger and fall in an unknown arm, my eyes closes. My body is too weak to stand up much longer. A s

) Please help me, I don't want to die now. I pick up one of the moping stick and walk slowly towards the main door. I peep through it and saw a guy's figure, unfortunately, I couldn't see his face. I slowly open the door and when I was about to hit him with the stick.... He shout and dogde my stick. "What the hell are you trying to do?." He glared at me "You!!!!! You're here?."

he warned. He got excited without even thinking of what would happened if something went wrong in the process and got traced and arrested. He raised his two hands up praising him "Buss.... You are a correct guy" he said as he uses his hand to hit his fore head on what exactly he will put the deadly substance. "ehh.. I think his drink will do the magic " he said robbing his two palms as he laughs with his trouser pulled up away from the waist it was supposed be up to his belly.

Alan stood tall, head cocked like he was mocking me, daring me to try again. My eyes locked on a stick between us, sharp at one end. I only had one shot. Alan charged, and I matched his speed, racing toward the stick. At the last second, I shifted back into human form, sliding through the mud. Alan leaped, thinking he had me—exactly what I needed him to believe. With a guttural growl, I grabbed the stick and plunged it into his underbelly, twisting it until he fell, blood pooling in the rain. He tried to stand, but his legs gave out beneath him.

She made a choking sound around Fillip's cock, and he gripped her tighter until he was fucking her fast and furiously. He withdrew his lips from her mouth and then motioned to Vivian to stop. He pulled Vivian, still wearing her jeans, then grabbed a stick from the table and positioned her ass in front of him. "Raise your ass very well," she did. Fillip raised the wood and then landed it on her ass. She jerked forward and yelped in pain as the stick made contact with the globe of her ass. "Shhhhh, don't make any noise!" Fillip's raised hand landed against the opposite cheek, and he rubbed it with his hand.

I slide over to her putting the dummy in her mouth, which makes the small guy shout once again. "What are you doing?!" He shouts towards me, I hold my hands up in surrender once again, last time I try to help someone. "I was just helping the baby," I mutter, does this guy need to show us he's tough even with his size? The taller guy pulls Rick over the counter and to the floor to join our group, he proceeds to pace around the shop floor for a little while, his eyes looking over the group than down and something in his hands, from afar it looked like a little photo that you could fit in your wallet.

He knew he hated this life, but he couldn't stop living it. He knew he should call Carl, but this was his problem not Carl's. So he solved it the only way he knew how. He concentrated all his anger and pain in all off the inanimate objects in the room. The sounds of things smashing and breaking could be heard distinctly in his room, but no one dared walk in. When he was done, bitter tears flowed from his eyes as he suppressed his sobs. He wished he'd just die. The pen knife was always with him and this night it was suddenly useful. He needed a way to get all the pain out quickly. Stabbing his own wrist he watched as his own blood poured out, he felt immediately felt relief.

she whispers "just let it out, let it flow" "By the way" Selene turns to her "I have something to show you, you will need it for the girl" "Pumpkin" Ashley corrects. Selene's mouth forms an 'O'. "Nickname her already?" She asked. Ashley laugh. "Couldn't help" she turns her gaze to the little figure " She looks like one." Just then, the little pumpkin moves. Ashley saw it and quickly taps on Selene's arms which froze on her spot. It was Indeed a miracle, to see her move.

I made a disgusted face. "Eww, does this turn you on?" I asked sarcastically while he just grinned shamelessly. "Okay, let's make you happy then," I said as I walked towards the weapons. I pulled out a big electric stick and approached him with a smirk, making him nervous. I went behind him. "You're gonna love this," I whispered in his ear. I forcefully inserted the stick into his asshole and he screamed at the top of his lungs. I plugged it in and turned on the switch, the stick buzzing with power.

And strength. "Nooooo!" When I opened them again, the stick floated in front of me, and then turned back and flew towards the stickman. That time, I could control my power. I knew I didn't him dead, or any of the other stickmen. Once the stick got to his stomach- at least it looked like one. It stopped, and waited for command. I wondered if a stick could harm a stick man, but from the terrified cry and pleading in his voice, I figured it could.