Fuzzy Halloween
by Winter

The old woman got up from her cosy reading chair when the doorbell rang. It was later than her usual bedtime, and she was beginning to feel it. As she walked slowly out into the hall she paused at the candy bowl. Yes, there was still enough for a couple more trick-or-treaters. There had been lots of them this year; the kids knew that she was usually generous with treats, and she suspected that she was on the list for not just the neighbours' children. The bell rang again, and she snapped out of her musings of Batmen, mummies, princesses and trolls. Taking the last few steps down the hall, she unlatched the security chain and opened the door.

"Happy Halloween, ma'am!" said teenaged girl standing there, dressed as a witch and with a teddy bear on her arm. She held out a large bag that was almost full. "Trick or treat?"

"That's a really nice costume, dear" the old woman said with a smile, "But I thought I'd save the last of my candy for children."

"How about me?" the teddy bear said, tilting its head. Its soft, sweet boyish voice made the old woman jump. "I'm little."

"Goodness me!" She laughed, then leaned closer. "Can you talk, little fellow?"

"Mhm," the teddy bear nodded, smiling at her. She laughed again. "Please, may we have some candy?"

"Oh, all right!" She stepped back and took a deep grab from the bowl. "But say something more first."

"This is a nice house you've got here." The bear looked around, and as it did she tried but failed to see any seams. In fact, she could not even see how the ventriloquist girl was controlling her puppet. Maybe the hand that was holding it was a fake, and the real one was hidden inside it. "And your garden's lovely, too."

"Why thank you, my polite little friend." She petted it, and smiled as it flattened its ears and closed its eyes. "What a remarkable little bear you are."

"Yeah," the girl said, grinning. "Benny's great, a real sweetheart."

"Here you go, my dear," the old woman said and poured her handful of candy into their bag. "Oh, I mean my dears, of course."

"Thank you very much, ma'am!"

"Yeah, thanks a lot," The bear said, waving at her as the girl turned to leave. "Hope to see you next year, ma'am!"

The old woman watched as they walked down the path and back out onto the street. What marvellous things they could come up with these days! She wondered if the girl had made the puppet herself, and decided that she probably had. It looked too good, too realistic to be something out of a toy store. And what a voice artist she had been! Not once had her lips moved as she spoke for the teddy bear, and the old woman could swear that the two had even talked at the same time as they greeted her good-bye. Silly, she scolded herself. That's just not possible. Looking at the stray candies and toffees that still remained, she decided that they were not enough for more holiday celebrators. Locking the door and latching the chain, she turned out the porch light and walked towards her bedroom.

* * * * * *

"I can't believe you're making me do this." Benny tried to make a pouty face, but instead he clasped his furry paws to his face to stifle a giggle. "It's so crazy!"

"What? We're not doing anything wrong." Amy swung her bag of candy round and round, dancing happily as they made their way to another house. "I love trick-or-treat, but it's been years."

"They all think you're some kinda puppeteer. And that I'm just a teddy bear."

"You are a teddy bear, sweetie. And stop saying it like we're tricking them, did I ever tell anyone that you're a puppet?"

"No, but..."

"So, there you have it. They believe what they believe. Besides, that's the 'trick' bit."

"I give up."

"Good." Amy took Benny's paw and led him up the path to the next house. "I don't think you'll be complaining tonight when we're pigging out on this haul."

* * * * * *

"Wow, that's amazing! He looks just like he's alive!"

"That's because he is," Amy said, winking at Benny while the young man who had answered the door was busy gawking at the teddy bear. "Magic, you know. I am a witch, after all."

"Yeah, sure."

"It's true," Benny said, smiling. "I was just a teddy bear before, but now I'm her boyfriend."

"Don't embarrass me, Benny!" Amy shrieked, blushing. "He' just joking, really!"

"That's so funny!" the man said, laughing hard as he emptied a bowl of candy into Amy's bag. "You're even better than the guy on TV, with that Peanut doll."

"Thanks," they both replied, earning applause. Benny winked at the man. "The ventriloquist bit is easy, the tough part is getting her to move her lips at the right time."

* * * * * *

"Eeeeeeek! He's so cute!"

At the next house, Benny was getting thoroughly molested. Three girls in their lower teens had answered the door, and were now squealing with joy as their hands went all over Benny's furry body. The bear boy squirmed dangerously much, and Amy pinched his butt to make him sit still on her arm. It just wouldn't do to let everybody know that she really did have a teddy bear boyfriend who had been magically brought to life. Convincing her dorm mates to keep the whole thing quiet had been hard work enough; to keep bubbly girls like these from gossiping all over town would be impossible.

"The cutest thing I ever saw!" one girl screamed as she pinched Benny's nipple, making him gasp. "Where can I get one!?"

"I... I made him myself," Amy said, not sure whether or not anybody listened. "You can't buy him, sorry."

"But why's he got pink panties on if he's a boy teddy?" another girl asked, rubbing the front of said garment. A wave of jealousy nearly made Amy snatch him back and storm off, but she kept herself in check. "He gay or sumthing?"

"No, he just likes them better. Cotton gives him an itch."

"You can't buy silk boy briefs," Benny explained, making the girls squeal again. "But please, don't touch them..."

"Hey, Mr Teddy," the third girl said, leaning closer. "Why don't you ditch auntie here and come with me instead? I've got such a crush on furry shota boys."

"Auntie!?"

Luckily, the girls' mother arrived with a candy bowl before a fight could break out. After swooning over Benny, she gave them some sweets, and they could leave with only some angry glares between Amy and the girls.

* * * * * *

"That was kinda fun."

"I know you think so, you little flirt."

"Hey, they were the ones flirting, not me! I'm just a cute little teddy bear, remember?"

"Yeah, right," Amy snorted, but she couldn't completely hide her giggle. "How's you candy cane, Mr Bear?"

"She rubbed me!" Benny protested, blushing deeply while he covered the front of his panties with his hands. "It's not like I wanted it, come on! She was, like, really ugly."

"Ugly?"

"Amyyyy, you know I only love you, right?" He pressed closer to her and rubbed his cheek against her side. "Right?"

"Right." She reached down and hugged the tiny bear. "But the next girl who touches you, I'll turn into a toad. There is a simple spell in my book for..."

"Amy, please! It's not their fault that I'm irresistibly cute when I'm a cub."

"Are you saying I should turn you into a toad?"

"No, but you shouldn't be too hard on them."

"Maybe you should change back to your teen form before we reach the next house."

"I can't. I didn't bring any spare panties, and these will rip if I change."

"So? Be a naked teddy bear. I'm sure it'll get us lots of candy."

"Or give someone a heart attack." He giggled. "Or get us arrested."

"Well, wear something that stretches, then, sissyboy. And not just girls' panties."

"I would if they made boy-sized silk briefs! But for some reason boys aren't allowed sexy underwear."

* * * * * *

"Well, I usually only give to kids, but..."

"I am very little," Benny said, tilting his head and smiling. "Please?"

"Oh, all right." The grey-bearded old man smiled at the bear, then let Amy grab a fistful of sweets from his bowl. "But make sure you share with him."

"I sure will," Amy beamed. "I did promise him half of the loot if he went trick-or-treating with me."

"Actually," Benny said, winking at the old man, "I'm the one who promised her she could have some of the candy. For carrying me around to all these houses, you know."

"You should go on stage with that!" the man laughed. "You'd win those talent shows for sure."

"Maybe I will. Thanks for the candy!"

"Yeah, thanks!" Benny filled in, waving. "You're a nice grandpa!"

* * * * * *

Before they had reached the next house, they ran into other holiday celebrators. Amy didn't have time to pick Benny up, but she didn't have to worry. The ones they met were two young boys and someone who must be their grandmother. She stopped to talk to Amy while the boys greeted Benny.

"That's a wonderful costume your little brother has," the woman said. "My eyes aren't all they used to be, but bless me if I can't even see the seams."

"I made it myself, ma'am. I'm pretty good at that."

"That's fine, dear. These little tykes needed store-bought costumes, of course. Nobody I know, and certainly not me, could ever sew Batman or the Werewolf."

"They're very cute."

"Thanks. Billy, that's the Werewolf, is eight, and his brother Jack the Batman is six. How old is your brother?"

"Oh, Benny's six," Amy said, smiling as the boys and the teddy bear chased each other up and down the street, squealing with laughter. She was glad that the woman had assumed that they were siblings, so that she didn't have to make up a story. And Benny really did look like a six-year-old in his cub form. "He can be quite a handful, but he's the sweetest boy I know."

"Is he... is he wearing panties?"

"Uhm... yes," Amy muttered, nearly panicking. Quick! Think of something! "We had a... a bit of a costume problem."

"Oh?"

"Yeah. Well, it was... it turned out it was too tight. Down there, you know." She pointed towards the ground, and the old woman nodded. "Turned out... well, you could see everything. His whole package. The outline of it, I mean."

"Oh." The old woman blushed. "So..."

"Well, Benny didn't mind, he'd go naked all day if nobody made him wear clothes. But I couldn't let him wander the streets with his weenie on display. And the best we had to cover it with was a pair of my old panties."

"Oh my! What a... what a story."

"Well, we gotta go. Only one more house on our list."

"That would be the old Morgan's place, right? There's new people there, really nice but..." She leaned in closer to Amy and whispered. "They're city folks, know what I mean?"

Amy nodded, and returned the wink she'd been given. They rounded up the kids and walked on, and Amy could hear the two boys chat to their grandmother about Benny.

"What did you tell them?"

"I heard her say I was your brother, so I told 'em that. They thought my fur looked so real, they just couldn't stop touching it."

"I told you not to let people..."

"Amy, please!" Benny giggled, covering his mouth with his paws. "They were just kids! Boy kids, for that matter. I don't think they were gay, either, though I'm not sure about the older one. He kept staring at my panties."

"Benny..."

"Yeah, yeah." He sighed. "I didn't even flirt with him, okay? Might have stole a kiss if his brother hadn't been there, though..."

"Benny!"

There was a squeal and a giggle, as the teddy bear made a run for it, with Amy giving chase. By the time they reached the old Morgan's place she was carrying the bear cub under her arm, and he was rubbing his freshly play-spanked butt.

* * * * * *

Benny had just about taken his place on her arm when the door was opened, and she nearly fell over. The boy greeting her with a dazzling smile was nothing short of gorgeous! Amy could barely believe her eyes, which were bulging as hard as she stared. If these were city folks, all she wanted to know was which city. He reached up and scratched his cheek, a gesture that she found deeply erotic.

"Oh wow, a witch and a teddy bear! Cool!"

"Uh... uhm... er..." Amy stuttered.

"She means trick or treat," Benny said, shaking his head. "Or happy Halloween or something like that. Sheesh, Amy, really!"

"Uhm, sorry..." She blushed deeply. "So, uhm... trick or treat?"

"Definitely a treat," the boy answered, blinding her with another smile. He looked to be a couple of younger than her, maybe sixteen or seventeen, a blond and blue-eyed demigod whose solid chest looked... She snapped out of her reverie with an almost physical effort just as he spoke again. "Happy Halloween!"

"Y-you too."

"Nice-looking teddy. Really cute. Is he... is he wearing silk panties?"

"Yeah," she said with a grin. "He's gay."

"Hey!" Benny interjected. "Am not!"

"Just a minute ago you wanted to kiss a boy."

"That was a joke!"

"Great! You're fantastic!" the boy laughed. He leaned in and tickled Benny's tummy, earning a giggle. "You sure look like a cute little sissyboy though."

"Am not!" Benny squealed as he was being tickled. "Eeek!"

"Don't poke him too hard or he might break," Amy said, a sting of jealousy in her voice. She held up her bag. "So, uhm..."

"Oh, right!" He turned around and grabbed a handful of candy, which he dropped into the bag. Another brilliant smile made Amy blush again. If it hadn't been for Benny, she would have dragged this boy home. Totally. Then he turned back to the teddy bear and spoke, and she felt her jaw drop. "Wish we'd had toys like this back where I come from. It would have been great to have a gay teddy bear, just the thing kids like me need to feel confident in ourselves."

"That's good," Benny said, warding off another tickle attack with his tiny paws. "I'm really not gay, but I've had of boyfriends who are."

"You're so funny!" the boy laughed. "Don't eat too much candy, little guy."

"I sure will. Thanks for the treat!"

* * * * * *

"Well, that was fun," Benny said as they were on their way back to the college dorms. Amy said nothing, and he tugged at her long, jet black witch's robe. "Hey, what's the matter? I had to save our butts back there! You've never had anything against gay people before, so what's up?"

"It's just not fair. Always the cutest ones!"

"Aww, come on! You still got to drool your lipstick off."

"All right, so I watched a bit..."

"A bit? You'd still be standing on his porch if I hadn't dragged you away."

"Are you jealous, honey-bear?"

"Not really. He was cute."

"I thought you said you weren't gay?"

"That doesn't mean I can't tell if a guy is cute. Would you have gone for him? If he was straight, I mean?"

"Of course not, sweetie." She picked the teddy bear up and hugged him, then kissed him. He giggled. "You know I love you. More than anything."

"I know." He kissed her back, then nuzzled her cheek. "Me, too, I was just teasing."

"I know, honey-bear."

* * * * * *

Later that night, the two of them were lying on Amy's bed, watching some dumb old horror b-movie and eating lots of candy. The sugar rush made Amy giddy, and she often laughed at the wrong scenes. Every now and then she would reach out and touch Benny, as if to reassure herself that he was there. At one point, she rubbed his thigh a little longer than usual. He looked up at her, grinning around a mouthful of pop rocks.

"Wha's th' matter?"

"Nothing. Just that I love you, Benny-boy."

"Mushy..." He made a sour face, but she could still tell that he enjoyed hearing that. "So freakin' mushy."

"I'll mush you, you little shit!"

Benny let out a shriek as she pounced him, crushing him to the bed as she hugged him tightly. He groaned, then pleaded for mercy. As she let him up, he was grabbing his stomach, laughing so hard he could barely breathe.

"I think you ate too much candy."

"Yeah." He stood up, then took off his panties. Amy blushed slightly, but did not look away. There was a soft whooshing noise as the bear grew from a slightly chubby cub into a lanky, handsome teenager. He lay down again and grabbed a milk chocolate bar, tearing off the wrapper. "Good thing I can shift, isn't it? Gives me more room!"

"No fair! I gotta stop eating soon." She ruffled his cheek fur, then kissed his nose. "My beautiful honey-bear."

"Hehe, I love you, too, Amy." He took another bite of chocolate, then closed his eyes to enjoy the cuddle. But after just one more swift kiss, she vanished. "Hey, where did you go?"

"Just gonna get my last piece of candy for the night."

"But we've got all of them up here." He opened his eyes and saw her smile coming up at him from the middle of the bed. "What are you...? Oh!"

"Gonna have my candy cane..." she muttered in between slurping noises. "Mmm, so sweet."

"Oh yeah," Benny whispered through ragged breaths. " Ooh."

"Happy Halloween, Benny-bear."

"Happy Hallo... ooh! Ween!"