Fem! Creepypasta X Male Reader - The First Day (2024)

You were slow to wake up. Really slow. To be honest with yourself, you didn't want to deal with the inevitable craziness of this house this early in the morning. So, you didn't. You laid there, staring at the ceiling, wondering what would be for breakfast and who was going to threaten your life today. The answer to your questions came in the form of Jill, who burst through the door and dive bombed into you. She then proceeded to jump on your bed before jamming her knees into your stomach, landing in a sitting position.

"You gonna lay here all day? Come on! It's bacon time!" She said, bouncing up and down on top of you. You blush bright red and, unfortunately for you, Jill noticed. . .

Jill POV

Awww, (Y/N) is embarrassed. If I were him, I'd be embarrassed too. A hot girl like me sitting on his crotch this early in the morning. Poor soul. Wait. Hang on. Idea. I feel a devious smile cross my face as spread my legs, replacing my devious smile with a seductive one.

"You must be real tired, still in bed after all that ruckus." I lean in close and whisper in his ear. "I know what'll wake you right up" I bit his earlobe just for good measure and, just as I predicted, he jumped back, hands across the head board, breathing heavy, his face cherry red.

"W-what the hell! What was that about!" He shouts, failing to keep his composure.

"Well, I thought you might want some...breakfast....in..bed. . . .HAHAHAHAHA!" I couldn't keep in my laughter. I started rolling on his bed, laughing at the top of my lungs. "That reaction though! Why does nobody have a camera when you do these things!"

"Seriously! This early in the morning!"

"Yes, this early on the morning. Now, get up, you lazy ass! Otherwise, I might have to get serious." I flash him a devious smile as he practically leaps out of bed.

-Later That Day-

Your POV

After your, um, eventful morning, Slenda had been kind enough to give you a tour of the rest of mansion. You were honest surprised by how large the entire place was, they had a sauna. Not that you were thinking about them or anything. You walked toward the kitchen to try to get a snack when you were hit with a sickening smell. You trace the rotting aroma to the kitchen to see Jackie, Jane and Slenda playing cards around a bowl of human organs. You just stare at it, a sick trail mix of kidneys, hearts and livers being snacked on over a game of poker. You lose your appetite immediately, but before you can leave to go puke somewhere, you feel one of Slenda's tentacles wrap around your hand.

"Oh, (Y/N). Why don't you join us? We have room for one more and I think you'll love the reward." She says, pulling you toward the table as Jane deals you in.

"Well, it doesn't seem as if I have a choice." You say, picking up your cards.

You here a unanimous "Nope" as the four of you begin playing. After a while, you understood what they were playing for. After a brief explanation, you found out they were playing for favors. To specify, after a set amount of hands, the loser would owe the winner a favor. Anything that they wanted done, the loser would have to do, no exceptions. You look at your hand, a full house staring back at you. Hey. With this kind of luck, what could possibly go wrong!

An Hour Later

Everything went wrong. Anytime you got something good, they got something better and Slenda was the queen of the table. She won in a landslide, all you could do is shudder at what she would make you do.

"So, (Y/N). Looks like you owe me a favor." Slenda said in an eager tone.