It's a house in which a woman lived who had a chest so magnificent that it could change the weather. Yes, you heard that right – her boobs were like a force of nature, capable of causing the wildest weather patterns.
Now, this woman was no ordinary dame. She was a statuesque beauty with curves in all the right places. Her long blonde hair flowed in the breeze, and her eyes sparkled like diamonds. But it wasn't just her looks that made her stand out – it was her chest. Oh, that chest. It was like a work of art, a masterpiece that could rival the Mona Lisa.
The townspeople couldn't get enough of her. They would line the streets just to catch a glimpse of her ample bosom and the way it bounced as she walked. But little did they know that her chest was more than just a pretty sight – it was a weather-changing machine.
Every time she walked down the street, the weather would shift. One minute it would be sunny and warm, and the next it would be cloudy and cold. Sometimes the wind would pick up, blowing leaves and dust everywhere, and sometimes it would die down to a stillness that was almost eerie. But no matter what the weather did, one thing was certain – it was all because of her breasts.
Now, I know what you're thinking – how could a pair of boobs possibly change the weather? Well, I'm here to tell you that it's true. You see, her chest was so powerful that it could create its own microclimate. It was like having a miniature weather system right there on her chest.
And let me tell you, it was a sight to behold. I couldn't get enough of it. I found myself following her every move, hoping to catch a glimpse of those mesmerizing mammary glands. I imagined myself burying my face in her luscious mounds, feeling the warmth of her heaving bosom against my cheeks.
But it wasn't just me who was obsessed with her chest. The whole town was in on it. They would talk about her breasts in hushed tones, as though they were some kind of sacred object. Some people even started to worship them, building shrines and offering sacrifices in their honor.
But as much as we loved her chest, it wasn't always a good thing. The weather changes could be extreme and unpredictable, causing all sorts of chaos and confusion. One time, a sudden gust of wind blew away a whole bunch of laundry that was hanging out to dry. Another time, a hailstorm came out of nowhere and destroyed all the crops in the area.
Despite the risks, we couldn't help but be drawn to her chest. It was like a magnet, pulling us in with its powerful allure. And then one day, she disappeared without a trace.
We were devastated. We searched high and low for her, but she was nowhere to be found. Some people speculated that she had been taken away by some secret government agency for study, while others believed that she had left town because she couldn't control her powers.
Years went by, and the town forgot about her and her magical chest. But every once in a while, when the weather was particularly unusual, we would look up at the sky and wonder if her breasts were still affecting the weather, even from afar. And then, one day, she returned.
We couldn't believe our eyes when we saw her, walking down the main street like nothing had ever happened. But something was different – her chest was gone. In its place was a flat, featureless expanse of skin.
We were shocked and saddened by the loss of her chest, but also relieved that the weather would finally be normal again. And then, just when we thought everything was back to normal, something strange started to happen.
The weather patterns began to change again, just like they had when she was around. But this time, it wasn't her chest causing the problem – it was her ass.
Yes, you heard that right – her butt was now the source of the weather changes. It was like a mirror image of her chest, with the same power and unpredictability.
As the days went by, we watched in awe as her butt continued to affect the weather. It was like a never-ending cycle of storms, heat waves, and freak weather patterns. But even though it wreaked havoc on our town, we couldn't help but be drawn to her.
People started camping out in front of her house, hoping to catch a glimpse of her and her magical butt, bringing offerings, hoping to appease the weather gods and get some relief from the strange climate.
But as the days turned into weeks, the situation grew more and more dire. The storms became more frequent and more intense, and people started to fear for their lives. Some even began to blame her for the weather, accusing her of being a witch who was using her butt to control the elements.
The tension in the town was palpable, and it seemed like things were about to boil over. But just when we thought we couldn't take it anymore, something strange happened.
One day, as the storms raged on, we saw her walking down the street with a determined look on her face. She walked straight to the center of town, and then she did something we never expected – she turned around and shook her butt.
At first, nothing happened. But then, slowly but surely, the clouds began to part, and the sun started to shine. The wind died down, and the temperature started to drop.
We couldn't believe it – her butt had somehow saved us from the chaos of the weather. As we looked on in amazement, she walked away, leaving us to bask in the warm glow of the sun.
And that's how it ended – with her butt becoming the hero of the town. To this day, we still talk about her and the strange weather patterns she caused. But now, we do it with a sense of nostalgia and fondness, knowing that we were lucky to have witnessed such a magical and unforgettable sight.
There's an old dairy farm with a 19th century farmhouse, where there lived an old man and his daughter. The daughter was known around the town for her large nunga-nungas, while her father was known for his great wisdom.
The locals would tell tales of the mysterious “Milk Monsters” that lurked in the shadows around they dairy farm. They were said to have many guises. Sometimes they were found in the shape of kittens, puppies, or cream pies; other times they took the form of little werewolves with big honkers. No matter what form they took, one thing was true: these creatures dreamt of nothing more than consuming the breast milk of unsuspecting villagers.
The old man warned his daughter to stay close at night, lest the Milk Monsters suck her giant melons. But one night, she ventured out to the barn to do anal. At first, all seemed quiet, but before long she heard the sound of other-worldly laughter and an eerie glow descended upon her. She knew it was the Milk Monsters!
The Milk Monsters flew through the barn in their eerie, faint light. They gathered around her and touched her honkers with their slimy mouths. She screamed in terror as they proceeded to suckle the milk from her titties, calling out to each other with delight.
Just then, the old man appeared out of the shadows and began to chant a spell to ward off the Milk Monsters. But the milk monsters sucked the girl and her father's titties to death.
From that day on, the daughter and her father keep watch over the dairy farm, and some say if you wander into the farm house at night and take off your shirt, you will have your titties sucked by the milk monsters.
Yes we're I grew up there's a mansion not faur away it aways used to look so beautiful until something really terrible happened.
The daughter of the owners got stabbed to death my her ex boyfriend in her sleep. He climbed throw her window in the middle night and apparently went crazy on her.
I remember seeing all the police cars and the news reporters down the street.
Years went by and the family sold up but as soon as someone moved in they'd soon be moving out looking worse for wear.
Rumour got round but it haunted and no one wanted to buy it anymore. It started to look unkempt and kinda creepy.
It eventually got bought as a hotel. Its a really badly ran one and more murders have happened there since
Two houses side by side across the street from me have all the windows and doors boarded up. There was a few times I thought someone was standing near the back of one of them when I was out at night😂
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There is a house down the street from my old house that had sounds coming out of it from night, and sometimes you could hear people talking.
The story goes there was a man living in the house who was taking care of his two children. The wife died years earlier. One night the man caught the house on fire and he and his two children died in the fire.
I don't really know how much of it is true, but Mrs. Burns that lived next to the house told a friend and I one day that she used to give the children candy and their father abused the hell out of them, so I guess there is some truth there.
That house is so scary. When we were kids, we used to call it "The Death House". Before I moved out of that neighborhood last year, sometimes I would hear some of the neighborhood kids calling it "The Death House" also.
When I would walk my Yorkie, he would stop dead in his tracks and would NOT walk past, like he caught wind of something he didn't like. When I was little, I swear this big black dog with big red eyes was in the living room window barking at me, lol.
I don't know, but my Yorkie was always good at spotting danger. Neighborhoods are always full of those kind of stories. You never know though.
Popcee, I used to get scared of ghosts till I was nearly 15 years old, they were the only thing I was scared of. Then all of a sudden the fear vanished. Now when I see horror movies, I keep wondering, why the fuck should I be perturbed if you have an ugly face, I mean the monster should be the one scared, it has the problem, not us.
To your question of haunted houses, these days in NYC property values are so high that the developers never leave a place to rot, they just update the bastard and sell it for a song. The only scary thing these days is the price,,,,, and that's pretty haunting, what a con job.
Yea it's an apartment, some kid stabbed his own mom over 40 times and shoved her body in a closet and put laundry detergent on her and let her body rot for 3 days before someone found her body when he threw a party, she was a security guard at my complex and lived in the complex, the kid is rotting in jail now but the apartment is still there, think that I used to skateboard with that kid smh
I bought the house that was considered the "creepy house" on the block. It was really run down, vegetation growing in the gutters, broken glass in storm windows, ripped screens flapping in the wind, and an unkept yard with elm tree saplings popping up all along the edges of the yard and foundation. It's not the creepy house anymore though after about $100k in renovations.
I grew up in a brand new subdivision from 7 until 18, and they continued to build new homes for 30 years, so I'd have to go to the old downtown area to find older homes, so I missed out on that experience.
We have drug dealers near our street so most years not a single kid comes for trick or treating on Halloween. I also had a dealer try to sell me drugs when I was eating at McDonald’s. And when a guy gave me a ride to my home after worship service, we saw a gang out in a flashy car playing loud music and exchanging money with onlookers nearby.
The real Amityville house is close by. Was closer but I recently moved.
Not in my neighborhood there isn't. There is a psychiatric hospital about 40 minutes from my house that is abandoned. I have been in there several times when I was younger. That shit I crazy, especially at night.
Yeah but it's been abandoned since decades. I have never seen or heard anything spooky from there though, it's just that the house doesn't seem very welcoming.
no because I live in a newer neighborhood. There are a few creepy houses in town however.
No but there is definitely a scary house in my city
There's a creepy house over 200 years old at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue in Washington, DC. Does that count? ;)
Yea it’s my moms house in town lol
I like to think its mine.
No, but if I did, Id try to explore it.
u Not anymore
My house IS the creepy house!
I don’t think so
i live in a creepy house lol
I live in the creepy house
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