Unhealthy Stretched Ears Novels & Stories

"Do you remember the rules?" My heart clenched. I nodded. "What was the first one?" "At home, my ears can't be retracted," I answered softly. He made a satisfied hum, then reached forward and gently pinched one of my ears. My entire body jolted. I nearly slid off the couch. "The second." "I-I need a wound inspection every day." I was stuttering. My cheeks felt terribly warm. "Very good." He leaned closer. His warm breath blew against my ear, sending a violent shiver through me.

She was sweating profusely now and I was having the worst case of blue balls. We decided that we could start with some stretch exercises for her. I asked her to sit on the floor and stretch her legs in front of her and to try and touch her toes with her hands without bending her knees. Big mistake as she stretched herself to touch her toes, I could see her breasts through the neck opening of her t-shirt which fell low. I could almost see all of her breasts, as I was holding her legs down.

I guess that's where the tentacles come out. "You are so ugly," I creased my nose, "and stinky." Its roaring laugh vibrates through my ears and almost breaks my eardrums. The three unconscious people on top of the rock bleed their ears. I touched my ears and also found blood in them. The beast continued laughing. I endured the pain in my ears and swam near them. I pulled them back to the water again. I also dipped myself into the water and its coolness relaxed the unbearable pain in my ears.

"I swear I won't make you worry ever again and...." He cut himself off and winced as his mother grabbed both his ears and pulled them as hard as she can. "Ouch, ouch, ouch...it hurts" Arthur cried as his mother pulled his ears. "Mom, let go or you're gonna cut em' off" he pleaded. "I think it's high time I cut em' off since they aren't functioning" she replied. She let go of his right ear and continued pulling the left ear, she pulled him along to a sofa and reached for his belt which he had carelessly threw there earlier.

She firmly declared to herself, "I'm sure to avoid him for real after this. “Which one would you want to utilize first? Let's start by applying these adorable cat ears to you,” he remarked, adding the cat ears, which then began to move on their own. What in the world is this? Evander appears to have spoken because he noticed how perplexed I was. “If you look at it going straight up after learning how it works, does it now make sense that those ears trigger the wearer's feelings? ", he explained.

I heard Zander's loud scream piercing my ears from inside my brain, my hands flew instinctively to my ears, trying to cover them from the painful ringing that was now vibrating through my head. "Ahhh!" I groaned in pain. "What the fuck Zander!" "I'm sorry kitten! You weren't responding to me, so Gidian said to try to reach you through our special mind link." He came and took my head in his hands and he examined my ears to make sure I was ok. "Are you alright?" "Yes. My ears are still ringing though." I said harshly. "So you're mad?" "Yes, that shit hurt Zander." "But Gidian said..."

“Go back to your friend. Sit there, smile and act like nothing’s destroying that greedy cunt from the inside.” He bit one lobe of my ear and I shivered when he licked the spot then whispered in my ear, “And Aurelia, if that toy leaves your body even once, next time it won’t be silicone stretching you. It’ll be something you'll never recover from. And I won’t stop until we have to get you a wheelchair after because you can't use your legs anymore.”

"No need. I want to seal up all of these. What do you think we should do?" "This. . . Only people who specialize in piercing through have never seen anyone who wants to seal up the earlobe. Generally, as long as you don't wear earrings, the holes in your ears will be sealed themselves." "This ear hole of mine has not been able to grow for five or six years. Do you think there is a way to make it grow faster?"

Florence, however, found these conversations uninteresting and struggled to pay attention. Startled by the sudden surge of loud music from the stage, Florence dropped her fork in pain. Her right ear was particularly sensitive to such sounds, a condition that her doctor had previously warned her about. An orchestra provided live music for the affluent attendees of the ballroom, but Florence found the noise overwhelming. She struggled to cope with the sound, instinctively holding and covering her hearing aid to alleviate the discomfort.

All wrong. Her torso had swollen on the left side, pushing out like a tumor the size of a basketball, while the right side had caved in, ribs visible pressing against paper-thin skin. The skin along her ribs had split open in vertical tears, each about four inches long. Inside the tears, gray tissue bubbled and contracted, looking like lung tissue growing where it shouldn't be, expanding and deflating out of sync with her breathing. Her left arm hung three feet longer than it should. The bones had stretched but the muscle hadn't, so you could see the white of her radius and ulna through skin gone transparent. The elbow had broken and healed wrong twice, creating two extra joints that bent ba