Slappy Dummy Goosebumps Novels & Stories

With a smile on my face, I told her “No, it's Tanzania, a small town in Tanzania actually. Ummm do you want to handle the dishes now or after the movie cus after the movie I’m going to be very tired.” “Nah don’t worry ill handle it, and weee are watching goosebumps no buts” “ Hazel but” “ I said no buts, now shiii the movie is stating” Hazel responded and I sighed in defeat to her statement sadly, it hadn’t been up to20 mins into the movie and I was feeling some serious goosebumps already. Before I could control it my body began to vibrate subtly and I knew it was happening again. ‘I was probably going to see something I wasn’t going to like.’

There was that grin again, for some reason it kept getting on her nerves and making her fingers twitch with an increasing urge for violence. “Oh really?” Halle said sarcastically, she scoffed as she stood from her crouching position and held the towel tighter against her chest. Her jeans, jacket, and camisole were soaked…damn it even she was soaked to the bones. Goosebumps broke out on her skin as she shivered slightly. “You’re breathing fine, aren’t you?” He commented with a shrug. His arms crossed over his tattooed chest, muscles flexing as he spoke. Focus!

We were close enough to see goosebumps. He hoisted her up and threw her petrified body on the table, which looked solid just like in the movies, but it creaked and buckled under the force when she came down. The sound of the slam echoed through the grounds. We held our breath. “Please stop,” she whimpered. “Please don’t,” we whispered. “Shhh,” he cooed. His clown face now stretched into a mask of loving concern “You don’t have anything to be afraid of.” A flash of light reflected off the long blade he now held above her. “Except me, of course.”

But the lump in her throat wouldn’t let her. His body shuddered violently, as if something inside him was trying to claw its way out. The sound came first, the sickening crack of bone, deep and sharp, like ice splintering beneath heavy boots. His shoulders rolled unnaturally, his spine arching as vertebrae shifted into a new shape. His chest expanded, then his neck thickened, the muscles beneath his skin twitching and stretching. She froze. Every instinct screamed at her to run, but her feet rooted into the moss.

Dela’s lips spread into a sinister smile. “Mel, help me, Please!” Audra screamed. I looked around frantically. “It’s not real. It’s not real.” I chanted to myself. Squeezing my eyes shut, I covered my ears, shaking my head. Audras screamed pierced through my covered ears. My eyes shot open. A disgusting creature stood before me, taking the place of Dela, it's back facing me. It was covered in spikes. Puss-filled sacks covered its body. It’s armed long and boney. Its claws crusted with blood. The smell of rotting flesh filled the air and a sour taste settled on my tongue. Its hair was patchy and oily. Its skin grey.

Stacy's Pov Fear was all that surrounded my body. The blonde woman pulls me towards her by my wrist. Her grip is so tight that I'm sure it will leave a red mark there. "Look is all scared," she mocks at me as the other goons inching closer. Goosebumps raise on my body, shivers run down my spine. This is trouble, I'm in deep trouble. "I'm so glad that he found you," she smirks at me, "so we can destroy him."

I do it again, harder, and he chokes on a moan. “That’s it,” I whisper, hand moving up to wrap around his neck. “Let me hear you.” He whimpers, biting down on his knuckle, trying to stay quiet as I drive into him, each thrust deeper, harder. The stall walls tremble faintly with the motion, the bass of the club pulsing through the floor beneath our feet, echoing the rhythm of our breathing. “Happy birthday,” I murmur against his skin. He lets out a breathless laugh. “Best fucking present ever.”

Downtrodden breath, gasps, groans, screams... Goosebumps and cold streams on the back. When they finally run out of steam, melting snow is everywhere, perhaps even in shorts. Disheveled, flushed, laughing. Louis jumps on one leg, trying to shake the mud out of his ear. The whale is on his knees and gasping for air. Her cheeks are glowing, her lips are bright, as if made up. Roswo is covered with snow dust, like a cake with powdered sugar. He shakes himself off and sneezes funny.

“Gee whizz! Come on Scooby Doo. Try harder.” I felt punching on my right shoulder. I glanced over and noticed a strange looking foot. Gray and scaly with only four spiky looking toes. “Ahh! What is this thing?” I screamed in frustration. I bent over, grasping the mysterious creature with both hands. I placed one foot on whatever body part that I could manage and with both my hands and foot I was able to wrench the thing off me.

My sweat-slicked skin prickled with goosebumps, and the smell of blood mixed with sweat clung to me like a macabre perfume. The dominus hissed, the sound sending a shiver down my spine. Its fiery eyes remained locked on my face as it slowly opened its monstrous maw, allowing a viscous, foul-smelling liquid to drip onto my cheeks. The scent of decay and death mingled with the hot, sticky substance, making my stomach churn.