The Period Horror Stories

Period Prank

OK so me and my friends were going to play a prank on one of our guy friends. He was gay, so he probably never saw a vagina before. We were calling this the 'Period Prank'.

Because rock beats scissors, I had to be the one to preform the prank on him, while the others hid and filmed the entire thing.

I took my position as my friends set up the cameras. He should be here soon.

The door swung open as he walked in. Immediately I started clutching my stomach and groaned, withering on the ground.

"Whoa! Are you OK?" He asked me. He rushed over to me. I only groaned louder. "Clearly NOT asshole!" I growled. "What's wrong? What hurts?" He asked me. He was shaking my shoulder, and the carpet I was lying on was staring to burn against my cheek from the friction. Yea, I don't think that helps dude. "MY VAGINA!" I growled at him.

The colour from his face faded away as he stared at me. "Your vagina hurts?" He asked me. "I don't know anything about vaginas!" He told me. "Well it fucking hurts now! DO SOMETHING!" I shouted at him. "What do I do?" He desperately pleaded to me.

"Quick! There are some tampons in the drawer above!" I told him. He blankly stared at me. "What's a tampon?" He asked me. "It's what you stick in a vagina!" I told him. "You need a dildo?" He asked me.

facepalm.

"NO! Just get it! UGHHHH" I groaned again. He rushed to the drawer and pulled out a carrot. "Is this it?" He asked me. "THAT'S A CARROT DUMBASS!" I told him. He pulled out a tampon, "Is THIS it?" I vigorously nodded. He tossed it to me.

"Put it in you or whatever!" he told me. "I can't! You will have to! I'm in too much pain!" I told him. His face blushed tomato red. "I-I have t-to p-put it in y-you?" He stuttered.

"QUICKLY!" I shouted at him again, groaning at the cramps. He got the tampon and slowly lifted down my pants, and screamed. "I-I'm gonna call 911! YOU'RE BLEEDING! NO WONDER YOU'RE IN PAIN!" He said. He pulled out his phone and dialed 911 and pressed the phone to his ear.

"I need an ambulance! My friend is bleeding out of her vagina! Period? Ma'am I think you're confusing that with a form of punctuation. I KNOW WHAT A PERIOD IS. IT'S THE LITTLE DOT AT THE END OF A SENTENCE. I'm not an idiot ma'am. The bleeding out of my friend is called AN EMERGENCY. I'm not stupid! Did you even go to school, you should know simple grammar. You know what, never mind, you aren't gonna be much help." He hung up the phone.

"I don't think they will be able to help you," He said. I was struggling to control my laughter. He never learned I guess.

"So you're bleeding out of your area, can you like, hold it in? Like pee?" He asked me. I groaned, "That's not how it works idiot!" I said.

"Why are you so grumpy? When you broke your wrist you weren't nearly this pissed off!" He said. I looked over at the hiding place some of my friends were in, and they were all trying to muffle their laughter. Giggling as quietly as they could, one rolling on the ground, letting out silent laughter.

"IMAGINE IF YOUR PENIS WAS BLEEDING DUDE. OR YOUR BUTTHOLE!" I screamed at him. 

He started sobbing, "There's so much blood! How are you still alive? Are you going to die? Don't leave, please. I don't want them to write on your tombstone 'died of bleeding vagina'. You need to die of being old and crusty. Not from this!" He was crying now. Did he really think I was gong to die?

FROM THE PERIOD?

"HOW ARE YOU STILL ALIVE?" He asked me, I grunted in response. "YOU ARE LIGIT BLEEDING LIKE 20 OUNCES! YOU CAN DONATE THAT TO HOSPITALS!" He said.

"Stop fucking screaming! I'm already in pain!" I commanded him.

"Is this a girl thing?" He asked me. Then his face lit up, "Wait, if it's a girl thing I think I know what to do," He grabbed my hand and squeezed it. "PUSH!" 

Wait, did he think I was giving birth?!

You HAVE to be kidding me!

"I'm not pregnant!" I told him. He raised a brow.

"You sure? Cause you've been gaining weight lately and you're super grumpy."

Well THAT raises my self esteem.

I groaned more and clutched my stomach, sending a glare his way.

"ARE YOU CALLING ME FAT?!" I screamed at him.

"I mean, uh, wait-no?" He stuttered.

I was so angry, I immediately lunged at him, toppling him to the ground.

"Y-you're c-c-crushing m-me!" He wheezed. "D-d-don't g-get b-blood o-on m-m-me! I d-don't w-want someone to d-die on m-me!" He grunted.

I growled at him. "SERIOUSLY?" I asked him.

Suddenly my friends all burst out laughing from their hiding place, their cellphones recorded everything. I fell of him, laughing. He just stared at us, wondering what the hell was happening.

"Wait, where did you guys come from?"  He asked them.

"YOU JUST GOT PUNKED!" One of my friends said.

He looked at me, "But, you-you were in pain! You had cramps and you were bleeding!" 

I rolled my eyes and chuckled, "Well DUH. It's a girl thing, it's called a PERIOD." 

"The 911 operator was right, dude." my friends said. He blushed crimson and buried his face in his hands. "We were playing a prank on you! And we got all of the footage!" I told him.

"So girls bleed out of their vagina?" He asked. We nodded, "Because we AREN'T pregnant by the way," I glared at him, since he had called me fat. He looked to the ground and mumbled an apology.

"I was right to be gay," He said. We rolled our eyes, "They all are, but you will never escape." We told him. At that point, he passed out onto the floor.

We laughed and got ice cream, discussing what had just happened.

And then relised the video online of course.