Sleepover At The Bixler House Be Like

Sleepover at the bixler house be like

Bridget in her room with Y/N: so what do you wanna do tonight?

Y/N: not sure, but hey I saw your mom crawling around in the kitchen earlier is that normal?

Bridget: only on Fridays

Y/N: um tonight is Monday

Bridget:...

Y/N.....

just imagine if you walk into the kitchen one night and find deadite Ellie looking at you like this what you plan on doing? cause this looks like the face of imma pin you against the wall to find out what you taste like. not until she gives you a good rub down first. ;)

Imagine deadite Ellie watching you while you were alone at home, it's dark and you're asleep. She slowly comes out of the shadows the moonlight glowing in her eyes. And she has the most peculiar feeling. Her hands become possessed on there own and make there way towards the lining of her t-shirt. She lowly growls and clicks, twitching her fingers. Not breaking eye contact with your precious sleeping form she bites her lip making it bleed. Her fingers finally get to where they need to be and from there it was the end. Hot tingles swim through her veins and her brain goes numb. She moans and gasps never knowing how this feeling felt, she rolls her eyes back as she wrecks every part of herself. "L..little hu-man" she moans going deeper and deeper. Your form rolls over but she doesn't care. She's almost there and she's chasing it. A few more thirsts and she explodes screeching in the moonlight. You jolt awake thinking it was a banshee or a bad dream or whatever. Covered in sweat you blush heavily making eye contact with a naked deadite.

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Dolls and Dummies (Logan Bennett) 

When I was a kid I always had a fear of dolls and dummies. My friends took me to see a ventriloquist show one night, and that night will always be marked as the worst night of my life. The moon was out , the wind was cold and it was about that time for me and my friends to head to the show. “C'mon guys I  don't wanna go, you know I hate dolls”. I said slightly irritated. Being kidnapped by my friends could have gone in a completely different direction, we could have gone to the bar to get shit faced at least, but instead I was shoved into the back of my friend's car and driven to the show. “Logan it’ll be fun i promise you, maybe you could even meet a girl  after the show”. One of my friends said laughing. “Fuck off”. I said, giving him the finger. The ride to the show was draining, and I felt like throwing up and getting hit by a bus, then seeing a doll or dummy insult a crowd to make you feel even more worse about your insecurities after the show and then laugh about it. Once we got there the crowd was already packed  and full of people stuffing their faces with popcorn, but mainly adults drinking to suppress their stress about their kids not behaving properly  and kids with cotton candy smeared all over their faces and talking about how the show is gonna be a good one. “Hey Logan, front row seats man”. I felt like dying there and then, I wished I could just leave but they were my ride home and the drive took at least an hour. I ended up sitting  next to a lady wearing a black Victorian dress with a black veil covering her entire face. I wondered why the hell she would be at a place like this if she was in mourning. Then again if this show is truly entertaining like the town describes, maybe it’ll be funny enough to make this poor woman laugh. The lights went dark and a low voice crept over the crowd. “Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls welcome to tonight's show, please make yourself known to the exits on your left right and in the back of the auditorium”. I for sure made myself known so I could make a quick escape if I got spooked or even looked like a bitch. Once the lights became brighter, looking to my right the lady was gone. “What the hell”? I looked around but she wasn’t there anymore. “Guys did you see that lady”? I asked, looking slightly insane. “What lady dude”? My friend asked. “I- nevermind”. I sank lower into my chair already feeling uncomfortable, now the only thing to make matters worse was a high pitched squeak that almost sounded like a voice. “Hello”? I looked around but saw nothing. “Dude quiet, we are trying to watch the show”. My adrenaline began to pump and I started to slowly freak out. “Guys i…I don't like this, I wanna go”. The lights became dim once more and this time I was the one on the stage. My body felt weird, it felt as if I was stiff as a board and couldn't bend normally. “What…what the hell is this”? I looked out to the audience and saw my friends staring back at me, but they didn’t notice anything wrong. It was like I was the only one who could comprehend the problem. I felt a sudden lift from under my armpits. I was in the air and sat upon the lap of someone who looked familiar. It was the lady I saw before the show. “W..what's going on”? I asked in a shaky tone. “My little one, you are my puppet, and I am your puppet master”.  I felt so sick and nauseous, the fear that I had came true but was even worse due to the fact that I became my own worst nightmare.

A (Not So) Typical Friday Night

It was Friday night twelve o'clock in the morning to be exact, you had nothing to do but drink alone and take your nightly walk from the bar back to your apartment. During the walk back though you discovered a torn down decrepit building that looked like it should've been torn down but somehow it was kept up. "what the hell is this doing here". You thought to yourself. Already knowing that the choice you were about to make would become a horrible idea of regret later you finished the rest of your beer and headed straight for it. You did hear stories about the building being haunted or something about a deadite or woman who got possessed by some demon creature living inside, and tears guests to shreds but truth be told you've seen and found worse. Opening the door to the apartment building you walked inside and got slapped in the face by the worst smell imaginable. Rotting corpses with blood stains smeared all over the walls and floor followed by a high key screech that could make someone deaf. "What the fuck was that?". You asked yourself. You finally found the elevator, although it didn't work. It slammed open and shut several times as if repeating the same pattern it has repeated for years. Not really caring, you decided to take it anyway and headed up to level thirteen.  "Hello"? You called out softly. Nothing, not even a whisper of a soul present. "must be abandoned for sure then". Taking two steps forward from the elevator a small clicking sound echoed through the halls. "hello"? You called once more. Nothing. You took a few more steps and soon felt something breathe on the back of your neck. It was warm and cold at the same time. "Jesus." You yelped, jumping forward turning around at a neck breaking pace. "why are you here little one". A very gargled and low voice echoed through not only the hallway but your entire being. "um ....I uh…I'm just trying to explore the building". You said rubbing the back of your neck. Turning every which way to try and pin point the voice to the person. Finally you stumbled upon the room that started it all. Opening the door and walking in felt like you were signing your own death sentence. "hey um sorry for just barging in, I just wanted to explore the building but I think I'm just gonna dip". You said already halfway out the door. All of a sudden a hand colder than ice latched onto your wrists, turning you around at lighting speed pinning you against the wall. "woah"! You screamed, finally seeing the voice that matched with the face. "Wh-at is a suc-culent…delic-ious…body doing in my house?" She asked, almost slurring her broken words. "I told you already" you said trying to release yourself from her iron grip. "Fuck she's strong" you thought to yourself. Though you've never seen a woman like her before, her skin was leathery yet almost dry at the same time, her hair was red and Matty but also very very soft. And her eyes were like icicles, like knives digging into your soul almost piercing every inch of your being. She smelled like the world had literally quite ended, but it didn't seem to bother you. It sort of comforted you. She loosened her grip just a bit. Enough for you to not feel trapped but not loose enough to let you go. "stay with me" she said looking into your eyes almost like a lost puppy. Not being able to even muster up a sentence you feel her nose softly press against your throat, dangerously close to your jugular. Almost hearing her purr or is that a growl? What the fuck is this woman. "w…what um…what happened to you? You asked. The question was so quiet due to the fact you didn't want to trigger her. You didn't even know if she could hear. A long hot wet tongue journeyed its way from your throat to your jaw. A whimper slipped through your lips from the feeling, you hadn't been touched in a long time so let's just say you craved more than you thought. "p…please". You whispered softly grabbing onto the woman's shoulders. She twitches and backs away slowly observing you like her next catch. "What does my sweet little maggot want me to do to her baby?" she whispered in an almost demonic monotone voice. All of a sudden it clicked. The stories that you heard about the family that got killed all in the newspaper dug it's way into your brain. "no way, your Ellie" you said noticing the tattoos on her arm and the pictures around the apartment. The demon smiled widely showing her rotted teeth wreaking of blood and gore. She pressed her body against yours yet again putting her arms on either side of your head trapping you in her wake. Nothing you could say could explain why you decided to take the action you took, but you did. You softly pressed your lips against her wrapping your arms around her neck. The sound that rumbled through her chest could've woken the devil himself. The growls the strength and the act of animal instincts. It almost set your heart ablaze. She picked you up with her unhuman strength walking you to the couch the best she could in her hosts body dropping you on the couch crawling on top of you. She clicked and growled yet again making you shiver and shake with excitement and anticipation. Not knowing what she could do to you yet not caring what even happens. Kneeling down she crawls between your legs not daring to break eye contact. She wants to see what she does to you. "I wonder h-ow you taste little mag-got" she said lowly chuckling as she rips your pants off sniffing you through your underwear. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head when she decided to remove her shorts as well and lay on top of you grinding her hips into yours with no care of what it would've done to you. At this point you were her plaything. Her toy. Hers. "Ugh fuck, god El" you said digging your nails into her back. She let out another growl "mommy loves you". A long shiver slowly made its way down the back of your neck to your tailbone. Her body started to tremble as if grinding into you awoke the demon within. Her tattooed hand took hold of your throat and lightly squeezed. You could already feel the pressure building from the beat of your heart through her hand and from your orgasm that's about to send you straight to the kandarian islands. "E…Ellie" you studdard, choking on your moans and whimpers. Ellie kept the dangerously slow pace making you feel every single ounce of her being. Marking you, making you hers. But it was at that moment you screamed in pleasure when she removed her underwear with a swift movement just to proceed rubbing herself against you. The screech that she released from the depths of her chest sent you to the edge of no return. She didn't want to hurt her plaything so she gripped the sides of the couch tearing into the cushions with each thrust she made. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, only this time the tracks you made on Ellie's back cut deeper than before and she loved pain. "does little maggot love when mom-my takes her"? She asked in a distorted tone. "yes please" you screamed. A few more deep strokes and you were seeing colors You never knew existed behind the hood of your eyelids. "Fuck mom-my!!!!" You moaned. Ellie let out the most primal scream you've ever heard. Like a lion finally proving to the kingdom that he is the alpha male. Coming down from your high you were sweating harder than you thought. All you wanted to do was explore and instead ended up having sex with a deadite, but what else would you have been doing exactly?  Getting drunk and high in your own apartment by yourself until the next day then go to work? Nothing could've ever been better than this moment right now. "little maggot stay" she said grabbing hold of you and cuddling you close as if thinking she would lose you if she didn't hold on tight. "little maggot stay" you whispered before you knocked out from exhaustion.