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Creepypasta Madness Microfiction Short Story

Fit In The Mouth Of Man – A Creepypasta Tale From 2020TOO

…“If anyone’s swallowing anybody’s soul right now, it’s me swallowing yours!” Bobby cries as he thrusts a bloody pointed finger towards Fiona with a sneer across his face.

“You do realise how ridiculous that sounds, don’t you?” she says with a bemused grin upon her pox ridden lips.

“It doesn’t sound any worse than when you say it!” he spits back.

He smile grows wider, tearing at the flesh as if it was paper, until her smile is from ear to ear. “The difference between you and I, is that I have no soul to swallow!” she says with an evil cackle.

“THEN I’LL JUST HAVE TO SWALLOW YOU WHOLE!” he roars as he push her away and opens his mouth as wide as he can.

She tilts her head to the side and studies him with wide inquisitive eyes. “Are you sure this is a wise move? I mean, your mouth isn’t even getting any wider! What do you hope to swallow with that small opening, a frog?” she says sarcastically.

“That’s what she said!” he says with a cocky smile.

“What is that supposed to mean?” she asks with a furrowed brow.

“Trust me, it sounded so much better in my head!”….

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