In a different place, or a different time, the stench announcing the entrance of Anabelle and Belladonna would have been described as that of brimstone. But the hellhounds had entered a modern world, where the scent was more likely to be compared to burnt matches. The sun was slowly setting and while a night-time entry would have been more sinister, the warm glow of a dying day was suitably hellish for the duo.
The warm light was swallowed by their forms, thin caricatures of canines drawn in empty air in black smoke with glowing eyes the only visible adornment. But the two were veteran infiltrators with senses that pierced minds and souls with ease. Suitable shapes were soon found - loyal animals welcome in streets or in homes, and the ethereal forms began to take on sustenance. Anabelle and Belladonna were twins and as they took physical form their bodies matched perfectly, with only coloration betraying each one’s character.
“Well, so far so good. Looks like a small place. Quite quaint, really…” spoke the hellhound now wearing the guise of a whippet. A talking dog would be rare enough without fur in shades of pink and what was either a plume of long fur or hair worn in a ponytail sprouting from the top of her sleek head.
“Great, some one-horse town… again.” grumbled her twin, her fur a shade of violet so cold as to be nearly blue. Anabelle rolled her eyes before addressing her twin.
“I suppose you’d rather have wound up in a city, the noisier the better, hmm?”
“You know it. Cities often have clubs and some of those have more than noise - smoke, bright lights, chains and leather…” the dark sister mused, toying with the spiked leather collar around her graceful neck.
“Cities positively teem with corruption. Entertaining, I’ll grant you, but I always feel so… superfluous. It is pleasant communities like this one where we can make our mark and advance our Cause. So what if it turns out to be a one horse town? Horses can be fun…” she suggested, coaxing a grin from her ill-tempered twin.
When it came to personal participation, the two shared a taste for dainty things - fresh young cocklets and pristine pussies… apart from each other, that is. But they weren’t here just to enjoy themselves. Spreading debauchery was the name of the game and horses could come in quite handy. Stallions in particular.
“You have the Talisman, I trust?” Anabelle asked.
“I dunno, do I?” her sister asked sarcastically as she turned around and raised her ropey tail, presenting an ass clenched firmly around a thick length of what looked like polished black marble. Only a few inches stuck out from her sister’s ass even though the thing was about two feet long, and Anabelle knew that once it started charging with sinful emanations the pale streaks in what looked like stone would glow with every shade of a living flame. She licked her canine muzzle in anticipation. The Talisman, once charged and resonating with carnal sin itself was irresistible to their kind, and she and her sister would have a marvelous time pushing their sleek asses against one another, playing an intimate tug of war with the blasphemous artefact.
“I count four souls in this one.” said Belladonna as she sniffed the house in front of them.
“Yes. A couple with a son and daughter, I’d say. Couldn’t have asked for anything better. Come on sister, let's get settled in…” the pink hound said, giving the front door a few dainty scratches and waiting for it to be opened.
“Come in Anabelle. You too Belladonna…” chirped a vixen standing in the doorway, greeting the canine succubi by name as if they were old and dear pets and not perfect strangers.
But the twins were skilled infiltrators, and the family would never for even a single moment doubt they were anything but loyal pets. But the presence of the hellhounds made itself known disrupting reality in a predictable way. Eugene and his son Teddy were watching their favorite cooking show and didn’t bat an eye when the sow chef ‘accidentally’ smeared frosting over her cleavage, or when the ram hosting the how pushed his muzzle in to help lick it up. The kit’s brow furrowed a little when the porcine chef actually pulled her apron down to let the male at her naked and by now clean breasts, but since his dad wasn’t freaking out he figured it must be normal.
Sitting in an armchair and hunched over her phone a plump hyena girl was surprised when the fighter she was controlling did an unexpected move. She’d been playing this game for weeks and the panthress was her favorite character, but she’d never executed a combo that had her leaping at the opponent’s face, wrapping her legs around the massive rhino’s head and… suffocating him with her crotch? That must have been it since she soon had a flashy KO screen with her fighter striking a victory pose while still seated on the downed male’s muzzle. 
Lenore sat down on the couch and scrolled along her phone which a moment ago had shown various outfits from the new fall/winter catalogue. The vixen seemed unperturbed by the fact that the merchandise she as now browsing consisted entirely of lingerie or scandalous leather accessories. She even ordered some before laying her phone down and addressing her children.
“Okay kids, that’s enough screen time.” she said, getting groans form her teen daughter and ten year old son in perfect unison. “Or do you not want to carve your jack o'lanterns?” she asked in a sing-song voice, the two kids brightening up as the succubi sisters just looked at each other quizzically. But while the children took up knives and sank them into pumpkins their minds conjured up visions of the night to come, and the twins read them with ease.
“Ooohh, a costumed festival! How quaint…” cooed Anabelle.
“Encouraging overindulgence. Hmmmm, they are excited about candy!” Belladonna chortled, the two hellhounds sharing a disdain for mere gluttony. After all, they were here to promote a different kind of sin.
“Yes, a lot of room for improvement. They go around asking adults for treats. That will make it so easy.” Anabelle said in a sweet tone that carried a hidden predatory streak. Adults were easy to push towards lust, but the twins enjoyed the challenge of twisting pure innocent minds onto the path of debauchery, as well as the carnal experience with fresh young bodies in the throes of ecstasy. Both Summer and Theodore carved with intense concentration, never realizing where the inspiration was coming from as they gave their pumpkins the first outlines of faces.
“Tomorrow night. Should be enough for us to come up with something to make this… ‘Halloween’ thing especially memorable. Belladonna mused as she plumbed the kids’ minds for everything related to the holiday. The idea that it was supposed to be a scary kind of fun appealed to the more twisted of the sisters.
When Summer set down her knife her jack o’lantern reflected the dark hellhound’s influence - sadistically malicious eyes and a toothy maw so realistic that the squash seemed ready to bite someone’s hand off. Anabelle had guided Teddy’s hand, and even though the young fox didn’t realize it, he’d rendered a perfect orgasm face, with pouty lips open in an ‘O’ and lidded eyes with long lashes. By the time the children were in their beds both jack o’lanerns were glowing by the front door, a harbinger of a new kind of Halloween to come.
“Mhhhh, just smell that - innocent young fox boy. Even an early bloomer…”Anabelle mused as she watched Teddy sleep.
“And the sister. Sixteen and still a virgin, lying about having a boyfriend…” sneered Belladonna, having plucked every secret from the hyena’s mind. “Such a shame. She’s got a nice bit of cushioning, she needs someone grabbing onto those little love-handles. Her father - a hyena like her. Or maybe her brother…”
“Not tonight sister. Let them have this last night as pure innocents, it will make them all the sweeter tomorrow.” Anabelle insisted, getting an annoyed huff from her impatient sibling. “Meanwhile, we can spend the night making sure their parents are performing their duties as husband and wife?” the pink hellhound suggested, the two leering as they padded towards the big bedroom and their new playthings…
*******
“Mom, I’m sixteen, I don’t want to go out trick or treating with my little brother!” the hyena protested.
“Summer Anna-Maria Smith!” the vixen said, making her daughter wince as her full name was thrown in her face. “Don’t be difficult. You don’t have to go to any trouble, I’ve found your Harley Quinn costume from last year. You looked so cute in this!” the vixen insisted, holding out the jester-motley of the comic-book hyena character.
“Fine. But this is my last year, got it?”
“Whatever you say honey…” her mother chirped as Summer tried to get into the stretchy outfit that didn’t seem to be stretching enough.
“Ughhh, this feels tight… did you shrink it in the wash?”
“No, you just got fat!” suggested her brother.
“Teddy, shame on you! Summer’s not fat, she’s just filling out into a young woman. She how her breasts are growing heavier?” the vixen said, stepping up behind and surprising the hyena when she actually hefted her bra clad breasts. Why is mom groping me? In front of Teddy!? And why… am I changing in front of the little pipsqueak? Is that… normal? Summer wondered, suddenly having trouble remembering if she’d ever been in her undies in front of her younger sibling.
“And look how nice and curvy her tush is getting…” her mother insisted, turning her around and bouncing her panty-clad ass in front of her brother's face.
“I guess…” Teddy said, his voice a little distant. For some reason, he had to agree that Summer did look good with that extra weight, and he liked the way mom was touching her. Unnoticed by the family, the two hellhounds also looked on with approval, their demonic influence seeping in and corrupting the family as it spread out from this epicenter towards other households.
“Easy for you to say, mom. Fuck, I wish I’d gotten your vixen-body…” Summer said, giving voice to something she’d always felt. For some reason her mom not only brushed the admission off, but also her daughter’s profanity.
“Well when I was your age I was worried I was skinny and wondering when my curves would come in…” she insisted, helping her daughter into a costume that was now scandalously tight.  “See, it fists you like a second skin!”
“Yeah, just need to figure out where I'll put my ph…” Summer began, reaching for her phone when she heard the sound of fabric tearing and felt cool air on her ass. “Just great! Glad I didn’t make it out of the house…” she grumbled, peeling the pants part of the costume off.
“Summer, what are you doing, we just got you dressed?” her mother asked with her fists of her hips.
“Mom, the seat just split! If you want to sew it up you’re free to have a whack but I have to take it off…” she said, getting her paws out of the tight leggings.
“So it’s a little tear! Just… say you’ve been fighting a superhero…”
“A little… mom, I can’t go from house to house flashing my panties at people!’ Summer said. At least she thought she couldn’t. Part of her felt a thrill at the idea of grown-ups and kids seeing her undies, a bizarre idea that felt like it had pushed its way into her brain.
“Hmmm, I guess you’re right… okay, so let’s try this!” the vixen said, grabbing the waistband of her daughter’s panties and pulling them down to her ankles.
“M-mom!” Summer cried out, pushing a hand to her crotch as she was left exposed in front of her little brother.
“There, now let’s put these back on, come on honey, get your paws through the leg holes and… there! Now no one will be able to see your panties!” the vixen chirped, ignoring the fact that everyone could see her daughter’s bare ass and pussy! A pussy that was getting wet at the thought of having an audience.
“I… I guess that’s… better?” Summer said. It seemed ridiculous, but she… it was Halloween, wasn't it? Wasn’t every Halloween like this?
Teddy had turned around to stare at his sister’s bubbly behind. He could just make out her plump pussy lips smooshed up between the tops of her thighs, the same juicy slit he’d gotten such a good glimpse of. Even the weird wiener-like thing Summer had didn’t spoil the image of that smooth cleft. He’d only just started getting erections and he knew what they were for. A boy put them in a girl’s pussy to make a baby. He bit his lip as he imagined pushing Summer’s thick legs open and guiding his young cocklet into that soft looking pussy.
“Now Teddy, about your fake tail… I don’t think it’s going to work having it attached to a belt, so I got a little creative at the last moment and… ta-da!” she said, brandishing a fake fox tail with a purple bulb on one end. Teddy just scratched his head as he tried to puzzle out how he’d wear that.
“How does it work?”
“Well this is one of mommy’s special toys, but I’m letting you borrow it tonight. This rubbery thing will go in your butt and the fake tail will stick out just under your real one! It will stay in place nice and firm, and you can even shake your tush to wag it if you like!” the vixen beamed. There was no doubt in her mind that this was a clever idea and that pushing a butt-plug into her boy’s virgin ass and sending him out in public was nothing out of the ordinary. But then again, Belladonna and Anabelle always had an easier time twisting the minds of the adults. Only the innocent second-guessed the implanted ideas.
“M-mom, I can’t…”
“…can’t go out as Tails if you only have one tail, can you? Don’t worry honey, I’ll be gentle. Just bend over and brace your hands against the wall. The sooner we get this in the sooner you can go out and start raking in the candy!” crooned the vixen, knowing just how to get her boy excited enough to play along. 
Teddy obviously found this strange, but still didn’t question the bizarre plan to much, not with two succubi on hand to make sure he played nice. He felt his mom pull his pants down and clenched up when she lifted his real tail so that she could ‘attach’ the fake one. The kit watched the motherly vixen put the toy into her mouth, moaning around it a little until she got it good and slick and moved the tip to his pucker.
“Honey, you have to relax, I can’t put your tail in if you won’t let me in there…”
“I’m… trying but it feels weird… Ahhh, mom! Not so hard!”
“Well I’m sorry sweetie but we don’t have all night! If we wait too long all the candy will be long gone by the time you… oh, hello!” the vixen chirped as a pink hound’s head nudged past her and a long, dainty muzzle pressed against the kit’s pucker. “Good girl, Anabelle! Who’s a good girl? Yes you are, yes you are…” the vixen cooed, scratching behind the ears of the hellhound she believed had always been their family pet as the disguised demoness licked away at the now gasping kit’s pucker.
The diligent canine’s twin rolled her eyes and snorted at her soft-hearted sisters antics. She could understand Anabelle’s desire to get a taste of some cute virgin boy-pussy, but it would have been so much more fun to watch the kit mewl and whimper while mentally dominated mommy pushed a butt-plug up his ass as if it was the most normal thing for a mother to do to their son. The noises Theodore was making betrayed the pink hellhound’s skill as she slowly opened the virgin kit with her tongue. It was gentle, but still depraved, and Belladonna could at least enjoy the hum of the Talisman buried in her spade as it resonated with the sinful energies being released.
“Oooh, looks like mommy’s little boy is really opening up! Let’s try this again…” Lenore cooed, pressing the plug against her kit’s now dilated pucker as the pink bitch responsible for loosing him up sat and watched with a satisfied smile.
Teddy whimpered a little but didn’t protest as his mother gripped his real tail, holding it up as she pushed the strange toy in. It had felt weird but good when Anabelle pushed her tongue into his rump, but the plug was bigger and the boy couldn’t take it without grimacing. Once the widest portion was in the vixen behind him gave a nudge and the kit groaned as his ass seemed to pull the thing deeper in, his pucker clenching taut as he felt the stopper of the plug press against his ring.
“That’s great mom! You got another one for his mouth?” Summer asked, laughing at her sibling as only a hyena can.
“Mom, Summer’s being mean!” the kit whined.
“Yes, she seems determined to be difficult and act like a brat. Summer I think it’s high time you learned what being a responsible adult means…” Lenore said, not knowing that a dark-furred hellhound was feeding her the lines as she took her daughter by the ear and dragged her to the bed. “I remember the moment I stopped being a brat and started acting like an adult. It was the moment I found out I was pregnant with you…” the vixen insisted, pushing the stunned hyena girl down until her chest was on the bed and her plump behind was in the air, the split in her pants exposing both her pussy and her ass to both her suddenly stern mom and her little brother.
“Mom! What are you…ngghhh!” Summer began to protest, but stopped with a grunt when her own mother pushed her fingers into her pussy, stopping only when she felt her hymen.
“Hmmm, still a virgin? You’ve been insisting you have a boyfriend for… how many months now? The boyfriend we never got to meet?” the vixen teased, probing around her stunned daughter’s quim.
“I… we’ve never…” the hyena stammered, trying to think of an excuse while feeling someone else poke around back there for the first time. Boyfriend? Even if she got in shape she was sure boys would be grossed out by the pseudo-penis she could feel stiffening up as she was touched back there.
“And looks like watching your brother take his new tail got you wet. Which works out nice since taking a toy up his ass made Teddy hard. Honey, come over here, might as well kill two bird with one stone and make you a man…”
“Make him… mom, y-you can’t be serious!?” Summer protested, but did nothing to wriggle out of the vixen’s grip as her brother approached their mother, sporting a stiffy and looking mesmerized as he stared at his sister getting fingered.
“Just a little quickie to put a bun in your oven. Don’t worry, you’ll still have plenty of time for trick-or-treating… “ the vixen insisted, as if missing out on candy was the only concern.
Oh, you are devious… Anabelle praised her sister, speaking into her mind so as not to interrupt their new toys.
Thank you sister. I’m quite proud of this one. Siblings taking each other cherries and a barely pubescent boy making his sister his baby-momma. Mhhhh, the Talisman is buzzing already, and they haven’t even started… Belladonna replied, shaking her slinky rump as Lenore fished her son’s cock out and guided it to his sister’s wet pussy.
And are you ever going to share that? Greedy bitch thing that you are… Anabelle admonished with the kind of smile only a hellhound was capable of.
Come and get it, bitch! Belladonna teased back, raising her tail and presenting as her sister turned so that they were rump to rump. Summer’s weak protests were music to the dark bitch’s ears. Her mind was still struggling against this on some level since in spite of being sixteen she was an innocent. Their psyches always wriggled so delightfully, but could still be reliably pushed towards the sin of lust. The same way Anabelle was pushing her wet, steamy spade onto the bared end of the Talisman, the smooth rod parting her Y-shaped folds. Belladonna licked her chops as she lowered her chest to the ground, ready for the sort of tug-of-war she enjoyed with her twin. The demonic shaft they were sharing already felt thrilling, but it would be carnal bliss itself once the sibling’s started coupling.
“Like this sweetie, just push the tip between… my, your sister’s got quite a chubby little pussy, doesn’t she?”
“Mom!” Summer balked, suddenly more concerned by her mother embarrassing her than by the prospect of having her little brother bred her.
“Mmmhhoooughhh…” Theodore groaned as the undeniably chubby but tantalizingly soft labia of his sibling parted around his slender cock as his tip nestled in her opening.
“There we go. And now… push!” Lenore chirped, giving her boy a good sharp slap on his bare behind, the smack making his hips buck on instinct as he shoved himself all the way in, tearing straight through his older sister’s hymen as he robbed them both of their virginities. Unnoticed by the kids or their mom, the two hellhounds ground their pussies together, standing ass-to-ass as the demonic talisman buried in their cunts fed on the depraved act.
“Oooohhh, look at mommy’s little man! Now put your hands here honey, get a good grip on your kit-momma’s ass so she can’t squirm away…” the vixen cooed, placing the stunned kit’s paws on his gasping sister’s curvy behind. “And now you just pump away at her – out and in, out and… here, let me help you…” she said, grabbing his fake tail and pulling on it. Teddy whimpered as his hips were pulled back, only to once again sheathe himself in Summer when their mother pushed him back into her.
“Mom are you… what if dad comes and…”
“Right here sweetheart.” Said a familiar voice and Summer’s head whipped to the side to catch her father smiling as he stood in the doorway and held up his phone. “Smile for the camera, Summer…”
“Dad! What the… are you… filming!?” she barked out as Teddy began to… began to breed her!
“Of course. I know you think family videos are… what’s the word – cringe? But it would be a shame not to capture the moment when our family stared waiting for a new addition…”
Summer wanted to say something because a part of her insisted this was wrong, that it was insane! But her parents were acting so normal, and she had to admit that Teddy, her geeky little pip-squeak brother actually did… it did feel kind of… Oh god, am I getting turned on by my little brother fucking me? She thought, whimpering and pushing her face into the mattress. And not just fucking, but fucking her without protection. While their parents watched, and her mom did everything she could to keep him going. Would… would she at least pull Teddy’s cock out before he…
“Mnngghh-mom… I think… I’m gonna…” the little kit grunted. He knew what was happening since he’d discovered masturbation about two month ago. He knew he was making sperm and knew what it meant if a boy finished in a girl, and even though he’d only been humping for a few minutes his sister’s pussy was so het and wet, and her big ass actually looked really sexy now that he was humping into it that he knew it was only a matter of seconds.
“Good sweetie, now push all the way in… there you go. Summer, I know he’s still small, but I want you to do your best to hold onto his knot, okay honey?” the vixen said, playing with her kit’s balls as they pulled up. The hyena felt the kit’s knot grow, clenched her teeth as the pubescent bulge pressed against her g-spot just before she heard her little brother groan with the first spray of fox-cum into her womb.
“Good boy, Teddy. And you’ve been a good girl, Summer you deserve a little treat…” the vixen said, and a moment later her daughter was gasping as a very skilled paw went to work, the vixen stroking her daughter’s cock-like clit as Summer bucked into her grasp.
As the girl was being bred by her own sibling with the smiling parents watching on, nobody noticed the two dogs they thought to be the family pets pump their asses against each other. Each demonic bitch was clenching on the infernal rod at just the right time to try and pull it out of their twin and take a bigger share of the talisman, but in the end they came in perfect unison, just like always. Their slender tails twisted around each other as the fat, sloppy spades kissed while the abyssal rod thrummed within their pussies, feeding on the first debauched act of the night.
“All done cumming, honey?” Lenore asked a panting Teddy as the boy still kept a firm grip on his sister’s lush ass.
“Uhh-huh…”
“Okay then just wait a second… honey, come here and get a nice shot of Teddy pulling out…” the vixen said, guiding her husband down on one knee as he held the phone under them to catch everything.
The camera caught the slick labia dimpling out before the kit’s knot slipped from the whimpering Hyena’s plump folds, a gush of watery cum surging around the slim shaft as Theodore eased himself out of his sister. Summer groaned as her now empty pussy gushed with the last of her brother’s cum, not counting what was sloshing around in her womb. She was recovering from the orgasm her mom head jerked her to and was trying to gather her wits as she rose on her wobbly legs and reached out for a box of tissues.
“Oh, don’t bother with that honey…” Lenore insisted.
“But mom I…”
“You look beautiful sweetie. Besides, if any of your friends notice it, you can always say that your ‘boyfriend’ just had to have you before you went out. Now go and have fun and take Anabelle and Belladonna with you…” the vixen insisted, casually dropping down on her knees and fishing their dad’s cock out while he still kept filming on his phone.
“Duhhh!” Summer said, leading both her brother and the two whippets out. The dogs always went out with them on Halloween, even though for a second Summer had a hard time of actually remembering even a single year with the pets following them during trick or treating…
*******
“Tiffany honey, are you ready? Summer and Teddy are already here…” called a voice from downstairs.
“I’ll be down in a second mom, just checking if I’ve got everything…” the twelve year old mare replied, a little white lie for a little white mare. In truth, Tiffany was checking herself out in her floor-length mirror, admiring herself and feeling thrilled with her choice of costume. Her hands were folded as she held a pair of pistols up to frame her face while her arms framed her chest as she used them to squeeze her budding tits together. Her teal top was tight, as were her shorts, and with her blonde mane done up in a pony-tail and round tinted glasses resting on the bride of her muzzle she felt like she was the spitting image of the famous video-game heroine.
Truth be told her bust wasn’t quite as impressive, but her breasts had just come in this summer, and she was sure that by next Halloween she could fill out an even sexier outfit. She playfully blew imaginary smoke away from the barrels of both pistols before sheathing them in the holsters hugging her thighs before she blew her reflection a kiss and sashayed down the stairs. Oh my God, Teddy’s jaw is going to hit the floor when he sees me… the mare thought, but it was her jaw dropping when she saw the four people in her living room. And two dogs, of course. Teddy’s family had Belladonna and Anabelle for ages, although try as she might Tiffany couldn’t remember if they’d ever gone out trick or treating with them.
But it wasn’t the sight of Teddy wearing a white lab-coat, although her best friend did look cute. Or Summer, his normally surly sister looking bashful as she kept her hands covering the crotch of her Harley Quinn costume and her back against the wall for some reason. No, what had made the mare stop in her tracks was the sight of her parents who also seemed to be in costume. Her mom had her hair in a bun, wearing a tight black skirt and a blouse that barely buttoned up over the mare’s majestic chest. She was wearing the glasses she normally only needed when driving, and just in case her look didn’t scream ‘hot teacher’, she had a ruler in one hand.
A costume that made sense when she saw her dad. Her parents always made an odd couple since her mom was a very leggy mare and her dad was a mouse. He was as tall as his twelve year old daughter and his face only reached his wife’s chest, the chest that was now on full display. But that had always been normal for Tiffany. What wasn’t normal was seeing her dad wearing…
“Is… it that my spare school uniform?” the filly asked, trying to process the sight of her father in a schoolgirl’s blouse, not to mention a schoolgirl’s skirt!
“I hope you don’t mind, but we kind of had this silly idea and… well, it is Halloween, after all!” her mother chirped while her father just wrung his tail, looking bashful but not exactly embarrassed to be seen like this.
“S-so you guys are… going out? Like, to a party?” Tiffany asked as her cheeks colored to match the tinted lenses resting on her muzzle.
“No, just a fun night here at home. I’ve called your uncle Hank over and told him to dress in something professional. Once this naughty girl disrupts my class, she’s going to get sent to the principal’s office…” the busty mare said, smacking her ruler against her thigh as Tiffany’s dad moved his hands to cover his crotch and what was looking like a tent in his skirt. “But I’m sure you don’t want to listen to what a bunch of old people have planned for tonight. Have fun trick-or-treating kids!” the mare said, taking hold of the little tie on her husband’s outfit and using it like a leash to drag him upstairs.
Well, it is Halloween… the girl thought, her shock melting away under the subtle demonic influence. It was fun to do weird and naughty things on Halloween, so she didn’t think too much about what her father was wearing or what the two were getting up to in their bedroom. She didn’t even pay much attention to the fact that Summer’s costume was ripped at the seam of per pants so much that it was barely covering her cheeks and doing nothing to hide her ass and a slit leaking white goo. Thrusting her budding chest out, the mare grabbed her candy-pail followed her friends out into the balmy night, eager for some fun of her own.
*******
“Ta-daa! I mean… BooooOOoo!” Jasmine corrected herself, getting into her spectral character. The newly tween lop-eared bunny was wrapped up in thin rags and plastic chains, with lots of black eye shadow to give her eyes a sunken look. She felt that with her fur being naturally white, this was a totally cool ghost costume, and just hoped her overprotective daddy wouldn’t find something wrong with it.
“So you’re gonna haunt your old man? Great costume sweaty, but it’s gonna be a warm night and you’ll cook in all of those rags…” the stallion said, surprising her daughter by unwrapping some of the flimsy tattered fabric covering her. It was a little weird since dad usually threw a fit if she wanted to go to school with her bellybutton exposed, and now he’d removed fabric covering both her tummy and her shoulders. 
“Much better, but you’re still missing something every ghost needs.” her dad said, and considering how tall he was compared her Jasmine couldn’t miss the way his pants were starting to bulge out. “Come on honey, just have a seat on the couch and we’ll get you some ectoplasm…” he said. Melanie had considered something like that but had been sure dad would complain that she was messy. He usually wasn’t a very fun parent so she was happy to go along.
Her dad pulled his t-shirt off, which had the bunny’s eyebrow arching in confusion, but both eyes went wide when he pulled his pants down and exposed himself to her. She was aware that he dad was pretty fit, and a stallion to boot, and lately a lot of her friends had been calling him dreamy and embarrassing her when she invited them for a sleepover and they got all giggly when talking to him. But when she came face to face with an actual stud buck naked and quickly becoming aroused, the bunny’s white-furred cheeks started to show pink from a sudden and deep blush.
“Go on honey, give it a squeeze…” the stallion said, and even though she still couldn’t believe what was happening Jasmine reached out with an almost trembling paw.
This was her dad, her usually strict and stuffy dad standing completely naked and looking admittedly hunky as his thingy dropped. The mottled equine shaft was warm to the touch, still soft but thrillingly meaty as the virgin bunny gave it a few squeezes and tugs. Her dad gave a deep rumble and something about the way he looked own at her made Jasmine smile and bite her lip. Some part of her felt like she shouldn’t be doing this kind of thing with any grown up and her dad in particular, but with a stiffening stallion in her hand the rabbit was thinking about how her friends did have a point, and how jealous they’d all be if they could see her.
“That’s good Jasmine, now try using your mouth…” her dad said, his voice sounding strange but kinda cool and manly.
And by a quirk of fate, the bunny knew just what to do. She’d streamed an episode of her favorite cartoon and it had a scene where the main character finally got to kiss her boyfriend but then it got weird with her kissing along his chest and belly as she got down on her knees and took his thingy in her mouth. She couldn’t believe they were allowed to show that but she’d clutched her tablet as if in a trance as the close-up showed everything in enough detail to make her cunny tingle. The memory of it was enough to make the lapine girl open wide as she stuffed the head of the still semi-firm cock into her mouth, her jaw going pop as she tried to keep her buck teeth out of the way. She felt her dad gently grasp one of her wrists and move her head down until she was cupping something smooth, hot and heavy.
Sex class was still a year away, but Jasmine knew what this was! This was where a boy’s seed came from, the stuff that when put in a girl’s pussy makes a baby. She wasn’t sure how big they were supposed to be, but her daddy's were huge, with one heavy orb barely fitting in her paw. When the stallion laid a hand on her head and began to muss her hair, Jasmine felt her tail quiver as she smiled around her mouthful, slobbering a little as she tried to swallow something that her daddy’s thing was leaking, something that she kinda liked the taste of. She suckled and stroked until her jaw ached and her dad grew completely hard, her two hands barely enough to handle a stud’s fully erect cock.
“Good job honey but you won’t look scary of you swallow daddy’s load…” the stallion sod, pulling her mouth off his tip as a string of saliva briefly connected the bunny’s pink tongue to the leaking flare. “Now lay back and lift your legs…”
Still breathless, Jasmine did as she was told, gasping when her dad laid his mottled cock on top of her. It was so huge, it almost reached her barely budding breasts! The stallion staring at her waifish body pushed her legs together, trapping the equine erection between two skinny, fluffy thighs. Buck lapine incisors bit into the bunny girl’s lower lip as the now trapped equine rod throbbed against that tiny little pearl hiding away at the top of her cunny, the one that always makes her feel weird when she washes per privates in the shower.
Her dad’s big strong hands easily wrapped around her dainty claves as the stallion began to move, sliding the mottled girth back and forth along his ghostly daughter’s tummy. Jasmine laid her hands on the equine shaft, admiring the veiny surface covered by silky skin as the flare left a slimy trail as it moved up and down across her chest. Was this what her daddy meant by ectoplasm? Ashe touched a finger to the leaky tube in his tip and examined the clear liquid. It was kinda watery, but also kinda slick, and when she licked her fingers clean she found that it tasted sweet.
“Good girl Jasmine, you’re really helping daddy…” the tall stallion murmured as dainty lapine paws clutched his flare, his daughter blushing as she smeared the pre all over his tip.
Her daddy sped up and Jasmine giggled at both the sound and the feel of his heavy sack going ‘plap-plap-plap’ as it slapped against her rear every time the big stallion above her bucked his hips. No ectoplasm, but she didn’t mind, she was having so much fun and her stuffy daddy was being so cool by letting him play with his thingy. Her friends were going to be so jealous when they hear she got to touch, and she was sure Alice would give her some of her candy if Jasmine let her lick her paws clean.
“That’s it sweetie, clench your thighs and help daddy cum. Fuck, I’m gonna make such a mess out of you… everyone’s going to know you’re daddy’s little slut!” her father grunted and Jasmine grinned as her face burned with a deep red blush.
Her daddy was really strict about her being a potty-mouth and she once got a really bad spanking because she called one of the mean girls in her class a bitch within the stallion’s earshot. But as her daddy pumped his cock between her fluffy thighs, she had a hard time remembering why the spanking was bad. What was so terrible about a man’s hand on her panty-clad tush, especially if it was her daddy’s? Sure, she was sore, but if you’re too sore to sit down that usually means you had a lot of fun. The bunny had no idea where that thought came from, but she suddenly felt mischievous, and moaned deeply before speaking.
“”Yes daddy, I’m your slut! I’m your slutty little bunny-bitch!” she gasped out, giggling at how naughty she was being and biting her lip at the look her father gave her.
“You know how I feel about that kind of language honey…” he said, flashing a wicked grin as he thrust hard enough to bounce her little body back and forth on the couch. He looked a sexy kind of scary which really made sense because it was Halloween – this was meant to be a scary night. And a really sexy one… she thought, but wasn’t sure why. Not that she had time to think about that with her daddy now humping into her, his heavy sack slapping her moist little kitty as his flare grew bigger and bigger.
“What are you going to do to me daddy?” she teased, bringing a paw up to her face and making a show of moaning while she sucked her fingers clean. She was wrong, her dad didn’t taste nice, he tasted amazing!
“Going to make you cum, you horny little slut. That’s what dirty little girls like you want…” he said in a rumbling voice that made butterflies flutter in Jasmine’s tummy.
“Ohhh yessss daddy, please make me cum! I want to cum for you like a good little slut…” the bunny moaned. She wasn’t sure what cumming was, but the tingling was getting stronger and she wanted to play along. She wanted to be her daddy’s slut, wanted to get whatever sluts got. She wanted him to keep slapping his sack against her slit, wanted to find out why his flare was getting so big, wanted something to stop this strange squirmy tension she felt building in her prepubescent body.
Her daddy wrapped one arms to keep her legs together and stuck against his powerful chest as his other hand reached down, under the tattered rags wrapped around her chest until strong, hoof-nailed fingers found a stiff little nipple. Jasmine gasped and thrust her budding chest out when she felt a touch against her nub, and squealed when her daddy pinched and tugged the sensitive pink teat. She felt herself wet the panties hidden under her costume as her virgin cunny squirted, making the now rapid slaps of her dad’s sack even more obscene. She was still squirming and panting when the bog stallion groaned, slowly pumping his cock between her thighs as the flare erupted. Jasmine watched in fascination as thick globs of something milky and thick shot out, splattering over her quivering body from her belly and all the way to her face. A rope even struck her open mouth, and the lapine girl moaned softly as she licked her muzzle clean while her daddy decorated her waifish form with the sticky goo. She started running her fingers over her face, scooping and licking the stuff up when he admonished her.
“Honey, don’t ruin your costume! You want people to see who daddy’s ghost-slut is, don’t you?” he said, releasing her now shaky legs and helping her up.
“Sorry daddy…” she said, admiring the ectoplasm now covering her front as her dad spun her around and wiped his flare clean on her puffy tail before handing Jasmine her pumpkin-pail.
“That’s oaky sweetie. Have fun trick or treating…” he said as he escorted her out the door. Jasmine had almost bounced away when her dad pinched her ear and whispered in it. “And when you get back – twenty swats, bare bottom, for being such a dirty little slut…” he said, giving her a playful smack on her tush before Jasmine skipped down the road. Normally she was excited to come back from trick-or-treating because she couldn’t wait to dig into her candy, but now her tail was twitching imainign herself draped over her daddy’s knees….
*******
 “Ohhh, well don’t you all look… scary!” cooed the thirty-something leopardess as a new batch of trick-or-treaters came knocking, most of them she recognized from her class.
Natalie Andrews always liked trick or treat and loved the smiling faces on the kids whose pumpkin-pails she filled, but this Halloween was just… weird. A part of her insisted it was more than that, that it was depraved and insane, but the leopardess was sure she was just being silly. She felt like she should have more on top than her bra when answering the door, especially for kids, but it was a warm night after all. And she did have her skirt on! That felt right, even though her panties were around her ankles and the skirt was hiding the fact that she had a thick doggy-dick knotted in her pussy.
Her faithful Rottweiler Fido was even now butt to butt with her and panting as he seeded her, caring little for possible intruders. Getting on all fours for her big lovable mutt had felt so natural, but now a part of her felt strangely embarrassed and desperate to hide the way she and the dog were connected. Worse yet, she counted four candy bars left in her bowl, but there were five kids at the door! She had a few more sweets stashed around the house but she couldn’t move until Fido was done with his bitch.
“Oh dear, looks like I’m a little short. Lyle sweety, would you mind if I gave you… these instead?” She said, having a stroke of genius as she stepped out of her panties and handed the silky wad over to a bulky rhino boy dressed as a loin-cloth clad barbarian.
“Sure! Thanks, Miss Andrews!” the boy said, reverently accepting the damp lavender undies as the other boys looked at him with envy. Even before today got kinda weird, they’d all had crushes on their teacher, and couldn’t believe Lyle’s luck at actually getting a pair of panties she’d just been wearing.
“Okay then, you k-kids have fuhh-fuuuuHhhhnn!” the leopardess said, groaning out the last word as her face twisted in a grimace, followed by a popping noise and the sound of something wet splattering over the hardwood floor. The door closed and the five kids spent a while listening to moans of ‘Good boy Fido, clean mommy up!’ until a stoat boy dressed as a cop got an idea.
“Trade you my hazelnut chocolate bar for those panties…” the stoat buy ventured, knowing his friends weakness.
“Deal!” the rhino cried out, making the exchange before the spell woven by their town’s new resident succubi could make him rethink it. The four of them watched the stoat boy first examine and then sniff his new prize, particularly Diane. She was dressed as a cartoon bank-robber, not because she’d coordinated with the little cop but because she was a raccoon and the mask just fit the costume so well. She was also cagey and didn’t miss the emerging economic trend, or the fact that she also had such assets.
“Hey, what will you give me for my panties?” she asked the young stoat, swishing her big fluffy tail and batting her eyes.
“Uhhh, two fun-size bars.” the boy said, eager to expand his collection when the gecko dressed as a wizard spoke up from behind him.
“One fun-size and one regular!” he said, and sensing a bidding war, the raccoon girl took her undies off and brandished the pink-striped triangle in front of the boys. The bids came in fast after she did that, and by the time the standing bid was three full-size candy bars and a bag of gummy worms, Diane decided to try raising the stakes.
“Okay…” she said as the gecko triumphantly fist-pumped the air. “But you also have to kiss Lyle. With tongue! Aaaaand then you have to kiss the parts of me the panties were covering…” the raccoon girl insisted. A few moments later she was savoring the sight of the two boys making out as she clenched her skinny thighs around the gecko boy’s head. This kind of economic innovation would have spread fast, but since all the kids had smartphones and were sharing pics of their purchased panties, the new craze spread instantly.

*******
“Stupid Summer… the one time she… goes out without panties!” Teddy mumbled between ragged panting breaths as he ran home as fast as his legs would carry him, bursting through the front door and catching his mom as she was descending the stairs buck naked. It would have been shocking to see her casually naked yesterday, but he was coming to terms that this Halloween was weird, but in a cool way. Otherwise, the next words never would have left his muzzle.
“Mom, I need your panties!”
“Okay honey, you know where my underwear drawer is. You can help yourself but I think some of Summer’s old undies might fit you better…”
“No, not to wear. And they can’t be clean ones, they have to be something you just wore.”
“Well sorry sweetie, but I just loaded up the washing machine and as you can see haven’t gotten around to putting on a fresh pair.” she said when a cry from upstairs made Teddy’s ears perk.
“Bbhh-BaaaAAAahhhhh!”
“Uhhh, what’s that?” the kit asked, his cheeks growing hot.
“Oh, Gail came by. You remember Gail - the ewe who used to babysit you two until we decided Summer was old enough to take over?” she explained when a fresh bleat pierced the air. “Well, we got chatting and decided that she’s so good with kids it might be time to have some of her own. So your daddy’s upstairs breeding her.” she casually explained that her hyena husband was railing a young sheep girl just into her twenties. “Why do you need used panties? It’s not a TikTok challenge, is it? You know how I feel about those…” she scolded.
“No, I just… it’s this new thing…”
“Okay honey, just wait here and I’ll be right back…” the vixen said, swishing her tail and showing off her curvy ass as she climbed the stairs, coming back a few seconds later in a pair of lacy black panties.
“Well, no wonder Gail is bleating so loud, your father stuck it in the wrong hole. Guess he’ll just have to do it again once he’s done. Now, am I understand you need these panties to be a little wet?” she asked, getting a nod from her son who was sporting an obvious vulpine erection after listening to his former sitter get sodomized and watching his mom sashay down in a lacy black thong. 
“Well, Gail licked your father’s mess out of me so you’ll need to help me get wet…” she said, stepping toe-to-toe with Teddy and hugging him close enough to push the kit’s face into her bare tits. “Put your hand between my legs honey…” she said, dropping her voice to something husky and intimate. Teddy obeyed instantly, laying his hand against the silk-clad slit.
“You feel that baby? You feel mommy’s pussy?” she said, her muzzle an inch from her son’s perked ear as she almost poured her words into his brain. “Is my little man going to make me wet? Come on baby, play with momma’s pussy…”
“Mom… can I…?” Theodore muttered staring at the tits his face had been pushed into.
“Of course sweety. Open wide…” the vixen cooed, lifting one fluffy breast and pushing her stiff nipple into his mouth. “There you go baby. Keep rubbing mommy’s slit. You feel how hot I am? Daddy’s been fucking me raw since you two left, honey. You feel how your finger is almost slipping in?” she asked and Teddy could feel it.
His mom was a little loose, looser than his sister had been anyway. Enough for his finger to push the silky fabric into her cleft, the crotch of her panties growing moist as the vixen murmured, the happy little noises blending with the bleats of the ewe taking his father’s dick under her tail just above them. He’d never seen his dad fully erect but he could tell how well fucked mom was and wondered how long it would take for Gail’s pucker to close up after his father was finished pumping a load in her wooly ass.
“Mhhhh, you’re so gentle with momma’s tit honey. Just like when you were little. Summer always used to nip and bite me, but you were always mommy’s gentle little boy. A big boy now..” she said, reaching down to cup her kit’s erection. “A big dirty boy, getting hard while he nurses, while he rubs his mommy’s sore pussy. You fucked your sister tonight baby, isn’t that enough? You want to bend your momma over and give her a kit too?” she cooed, making Teddy moan into her breast as he began humping her hand.
“Or maybe you want momma’s ass? To get me an all fours and make me squeal like poor Gail is doing now? I guess it would be fair after I pushed that plug into your little ass earlier tonight. Mommy didn’t mean to hurt you baby, but you just looked so cute taking your second tail…” she murmured.
Teddy could feel her getting the panties wetter now, his finger pushing the fabric into the cleft between the vixen’s well-rutted labia as his tip poked around the little hole leading deeper into her honeypot. He had to get back to his friends, had to get as much as he could for his mom’s wet panties, otherwise he might have been tempted to beg her to let him stick his cock in that steamy vixen-hole. He knew that boys weren’t supposed to think about their mothers like that, let alone do something like that with them, but then mothers weren’t supposed to push strange toys into their sons’ asses or make them breed their sisters. Maybe… maybe it was okay if it was Halloween?
“You hear that baby? I think daddy’s seeding Gail’s ass now. Hear how she’s gotten quieter?” The vixen asked, and her son just nodded while still keeping her perfect nipple in his muzzle. “I hope daddy will have some left to spray in her pussy. If her breeding doesn’t take, maybe we could have her babysit you again and you can try? Would you like that, hon? You always liked her, and she always said what a well-behaved boy you were. Would she still think that if she saw you fingering your momma’s pussy? Sucking your mommy’s tit? Maybe she’d like you to suck on hers, they’ve grown so big since the last time you saw her…” the vixen said, and Teddy couldn’t believe her words even as he humped against the frustratingly loose grip the vixen had on his cock. And to make matters worse she let him go completely as the hand trailed along his hip and his ass until she got a grip on the fake tail he was sporting. She gave the thing a short, sharp tug and the kit moaned into her breast as he reflexively clenched up to keep the plug in.
“Mhhhh, someone likes their new toy. Maybe I should tug a little harder…” the vixen teased, tugging just enough to tease the kit’s prostate without risking pulling the plug out of his tight little ass. Lost in the sensation, Teddy kept rubbing his mom’s now steamy slut while humping her fluffy thigh.
“You know honey, it’s okay to take it out if you need to. If you meet a nice boy, or a nice doggy…mhhhh, just remember to put it back in sweetie, okay? Plug your little kit-pussy after breeding so you don’t make a mess of yourself. Mppfhh sweetie, you’re making momma feel so good… a little harder honey, press your whole paw against my pussy… mhhhhmmmm, just like that baby. Mhhh, my sweet little baby… my dirty little boy is gonna make mommy cum…” the vixen crooned as only a vixen can, releasing the fake tail and just pressing Teddy’s but tight against her as the boy worked his paw between her legs. He was surprised when her other hand slipped under his chin and tilted his muzzle up until the shiny pink nipple he’d been nursing on popped from his mouth.
“Look at mommy honey… look into mommy’s eyes while you make her cum… right there baby, right… mmmnnhhhoooouuUuuuugghhh!” the vixen moaned, her pupils losing focus as she drenched both her panties and the paw pressing them into her steamy sex. 
Watching his mother climax and feeling her shudder as she held him pushed Teddy over, the kit burying his face between the luscious vulpine tits as he spent his load on his mom’s thigh. By the time he’d recovered his mom had released him from her embrace and pushed the now soaked panties down her long toned legs, careful not to wipe his mess off her right thigh. She put the soggy wad into the stunned kit’s hand and have him a parting kiss on the same lips that had been latched onto her nipple less than a minute ago.
“Run along honey, you don’t want to miss out on trick or treating. I’ll go see how your daddy’s doing and get Gail to lick your mess clean…” the vixen said, climbing the stairs and swishing her tail with every step.
*******
“Teddy, did you score?” asked John, a gangly goat whose face broke out in a grin as the sprinting kit waved his mom’s freshly soaked panties in the air.
There was a murmur as the crowd caught sight of the much anticipated item. The ‘market’ was saturated with little girl’s undies, which in turn were saturated with horny little girls’ juices, but panties belonging to older women, especially ones that had been stirring various boys’ imagination, were highly sought after, and the lacy pair belonging to Theodore’s vixen mom were gonna fetch a hefty price. And by newly minted tradition, the price would include candy and some form of sexual act that the kids were still thinking of just as a naughty kind of dare.
In his excitement, Teddy dashed over Mr. and Mrs. Holstead’s front lawn. It would have meant a reprimand, but the sprinklers must have just been running before trick or treat because the lush green carped was wet and more to the point – slippery. As his foot flew out and his back hit the ground, Teddy was glad that the lawn was nice and soft, but his relief was shattered when he saw the back of what had been a white lab coat until just now. The garment was soaked and had mud and green stains all over it.
“Great job Teddy, you just trashed your costume…” chided Summer, hoping that their kid would get her brains and not her brother’s.
“And it’s soaked! I can’t wear this, I’ll catch a cold…” the kit whined. Halloween was always warm in their little town, but wearing a wet coat still didn’t seem like a good idea.
“It’ okay Teddy. Here, you can take my costume!” Chirped Penelope, a spaniel girl two years older than Teddy but a match for the kit’s height. Before he could say anything, the young bitch was stripping her costume off – a glittery princess outfit with a tutu-style skirt. The girls in their group seemed to think it was a good idea, and before the young fox could offer a word of protest he was stripped down and dressed in a distinctly girly outfit, leaving the spaniel girl buck naked with her tail wagging furiously. The outfit didn’t include panties, of course since Penelope had sold those half an hour ago.
“Uhhh… thanks, I guess. But what about you?” he asked.
“Hmmm… well I guess I’ll… oh, hello there!” she said, looking down where Belladonna was helpfully holding a leash and collar in her muzzle. The girl petted the infernal whippet’s head as she took what the dog was offering, an idea popping into her head without her realizing it came from the dark-furred bitch wagging her tail in delight. “Oh, I can wear this! I can be your pet dog, and when we knock on someone’s door I’ll get on all fours and just woof and pant like a real doggy!” she chirped, fastening a very fancy-looking black-leather collar with silver studs along the length and a bone-shaped dog-tag that read ‘BITCH’.
“Ohhh, I guess that’ll work.” Teddy said, accepting the leash the spaniel girl was holding out.
“Great! I mean – woof!” She barked, and before they could even get to their next house the crowd insisted Teddy auction his mom’s panties. The bidding war narrowed down to a showdown between Ryan, a coyote dressed appropriately enough as a cowboy and a calico cat named Heather masquerading as a ninja. Heather was rummaging around in her little orange pail when Teddy got an idea.
“OK Heather, you can have this for… the gummies you got from Mr. Thompson!” the kit now dressed as a sparkly princess said as the cat’s slitted eyes went wide.
This year Mr. Thompson had the usual sweets ready for the boys, but had offered the girls something new and very enticing. The old ram had filled condoms packed full of gummy-bears and offered them to any girl who’d let him slide the special Halloween treat in their young pussy and promise to keep them in there until they finished trick or treating. Considering how much candy was in every condom, it was a deal too good to turn down, and under the hellhounds’ influence every girl coming to Mr. Thompson’s door bent over and spread herself open, with a quite a few of them (Heather included) losing their cherries to gummy-bears.
The kitten liked gummies and was enjoying how the stuffed rubber felt as she walked around with the sweet treats stuffed up her snug young pussy and was reluctant to give them up, but she had to have Teddy’s mom’s panties. The calico had always felt a strange attraction to pretty women and the gorgeous vixen always made her belly tingly when she said hello to her. The panties Teddy had been showcasing were so pretty and looked wet enough to make Heather’s thighs rub together.
“What do you say, Heather? Going once, going twice…”
“Okay!” the kitten squeaked, getting a groan from the coyote she’d just outbid.
“Right, and for the dare part I want… I want you to wear these on your face instead of that mask!”
“Wha… uhhmmm… okay.” The kitten said, pulling her ninja-mask off her face and folding her ears back in embarrassment. She’d intended to rub her face against the silky undies as she took in the vixen’s scent, but to do it in front of her friends… and every house they visited on their route would just be so…
Sexy. Sometimes it’s sexy to do embarrassing things where everyone can see… came a thought making the kitten’s tail lash in excitement as she accepted the panties and slid them on her head with the damp crotch plastered over her muzzle. The two hellhounds grinned at how responsive the girl proved to their little nudge. With the scent of a sexy momma-vixen now lacing every breath, the kitten pulled her pants down and prepared to surrender her prize. Teddy knelt behind the calico now bending over and began to tug at the tied-off end of the condom.
“C’mon Heather, let go!” he said, trying to yank the multi-colored package out.
“I’m… mpfhhh!... trying!” the kitten insisted as her cunny seemed unwilling to release its Halloween treat.
“Wait, my older sister taught me something last time she came to visit. Lemme try…” insisted the naked Penelope, wrapping an arm around the ninja-cat’s waist and sliding her paw down to Heather’s kitty-clit.
“What areeehhnnnnn-Yaaahh!” Heather squeaked as the spaniel girl began rubbing her little hood, the cat’s breathing growing ragged as each breath carried with it the scent of a sexy older vixen. Everyone gathered around the little ninja as she alternated between purring and mewling, Penelope’s tail wagging as he paw rubbed furiously across the kitty’s mound.
“Aaannnd… now!” she said, moving her paw and pressing down hard on the stunned kitten’s lower belly. With a shuddering ‘meow!’ Heather’s pussy released the condom full of gummies that the heat and snugness of her sex had fused together. He almost put it in his pumpkin-pail when a literally devilish idea struck him.
“Summer, I want you to carry this for me.”
“Okay, whatever…” the hyena said, holding out her own pail.
“No, not like that. Bent over and lift your tail!”
“What… are you…” the hyena teen began but her little brother cut her off.
“Do it, or I’ll tell mom and dad you were mean to me!” he threatened, and figuring that their parents might very well force her to give the kit her anal virginity Summer huffed and bent over for the little twerp.
“Someone help me spread her open, she’s pretty tight…” he said, and Summer soon felt little hands prying her plump pussy lips apart.
“Why is she so tight? Doesn’t she have a boyfriend?” Penelope asked, watching and wagging her tail as Heather and Ryan spread the hyena’s cunny.
“Sure she does! See that cum leaking out of her? Her boyfriend left that in there, didn’t he Summer?” Teddy asked with a grin.
“Yes…” Summer responded while folding her ears back, figuring that Teddy was at least doing her a favor by not bragging that he’d taken her cherry and very likely knocked her up. With the help of the other kids, the still warm gummy-condom was sheathed snugly in the hyena’s pussy and the group was ready to move on.
It was old Mrs. Sadowski’s house next, a sweet old ewe who was very generous on Hallloween. She had a house with a huge yard and an old-fashioned brick and wrought-iron fence around a garden full of topiary, and flower beds and to protect it all a big…
“Gaaahhhhhh!” Heather cried out, yanking away her hand from the gate with her tail puffed up as a lean dark figure ran up, barking and growling at the kids.
“Damn, Mrs. Sadowski forgot to tie up Rhonda!” said Tiffany as the Doberman bitch stalked along the fence, growling at what she identified as intruders into her yard. The idea of going in with Rhonda lose and riled up was scary, but the old ewe always gave out lots of candy, so no one was eager to skip her and just move on.
Hmmmm, a bitch after my own heart! Belladonna mused as she admired the toned body of the vicious Doberman on the other side of the fence.
But unlike you, this one doesn’t know how to have fun with darling little children. So why don’t you handle her, and I’ll inspire the younglings, hmm? Anabelle suggested as each hellhound went to work. Belladonna’s part was easy as she used her magic to tweak Rhonda’s biological clock and push the bitch into a very sudden and very strong heat. It didn’t completely improve her mood, but she’d stopped barking and just sniffed the air while letting out an occasional low growl.
“Hey… Rhonda’s never had puppies, right?” asked Tiffany as a sudden idea popped into her blonde-maned head.
“I don’t think so…” replied Teddy.
“Well that’s probably why she’s cranky. It’s… what’s the word… frustrated! She probably just want to be a mommy but Mrs. Sadowski won’t find her a boyfriend.”
“So what are we supposed to do? Go find a boy-dog?” Teddy asked as the lean bitch stalked behind the fence, as menacing as ever.
“Well it wouldn’t have to be a four-legged one. Or even a dog! Any kind of canine would do, like a wolf or… or a coyote!” she said, her eyes settling on Ryan.
“What!? You expect me to just go in there and… and…” the cowboy-coyote stammered. For some reason the notion of breeding the feral bitch wasn’t all that unappealing, but he wasn’t sure if the attraction was mutual. Even if the gate was locked climbing the fence wouldn’t be a problem – it wasn’t really there to keep people out, but to keep Rhonda in. Rhonda is what kept intruders out…
“Well we won’t just throw you in there… but let’s just see if she’s interested…” the mare said, tugging the coyote’s pants down from behind and leaving him exposed to both the other kids and the dog. Rhonda had stopped stalking and seemed to be staring at the exposed coyote, but her gaze didn’t exactly scream ‘puppy-love’. Before Ryan could say anything, Tiffany had reached around him and started to pump his sheath.
“Tiff, what are…”
“Shhhh, I’ve got an idea, just trust me…” the mare insisted, keeping the squirming canine pressed against her budding chest covered in nothing but her thin and stretchy top. It took less than a minute for Ryan to stop struggling, and another one for him to start bucking into her hand as more and more of his cock slipped out.
“Okay, that should do it…” the mare said, releasing both the coyote and his now exposed erection. Ryan fought the urge to whine as the mare left him before he could cum, but all of them held their breaths when they saw Tiffany push her now messy hand between the wrought-iron bars. It was Halloween, and a perfect time for a horror-scene when the vicious dog ripped their friend’s arm off, but to everyone’s surprise Rhonda quit growling and padded over when Tiffany called her.
“Smell that, girl? You like him? You wanna play puppies with Ryan?” the mare cooed as the most evil dog in town wagged her stub of a tail while gently licking the long white fingers. She carefully opened the gate and the dangerous guard dog just let her in as if she was the mistress of the house. While the Doberman was busy cleaning her hand, Tiffany took a look at her exposed hindquarters. “I was right! See how big and puffy her pussy is? That means she’s ready for puppies. And so are you Ryan, so come over and give it to her.” She insisted.
Ryan had been hesitant at first, but being masturbated half-way to climax by the cute mare had eroded his restraint. Now that she wasn’t snarling, the sleek Doberman bitch looked kinda sexy, and the sight of her puffy spade was making his cock twitch. When he got close enough, Tiffany grabbed the tip of his cock and guided it to the center of Rhonda’s Y-shaped pussy. The nub of a tail was wagging as the once fierce guard-dog wriggled her rump at him like a horny puppy, still docile even when the teen mare slipped her hand away and once again moved behind Ryan.
“Okay, now just grab her hips like this…” Tiffany said, taking hold of Ryan’s wrists as she moved his paws to the Doberman’s rump. “Now make sure your tip is in…” she husked, as much a virgin as the coyote but suddenly filled with the knowledge of what Ryan needed to do in order to breed the botch eager for his seed. “And now you… hump!” she cooed, bucking her own hips into Ryan’s rump and driving everything but the boy’s knot into the sleek bitch in front of him.
“Mnnnnnhoooooahhh!” Ryan groaned, gripping Rhonda a little tighter, feeling stiff equine nipples poking against his back as Tiffany clung to him and wet, vise-tight warmth as the eager bitch clung to his cock. Acting on instinct, the coyote began to hump slowly but firmly into the heat-swollen spade of the bitch that they had all been terrified of.
“See? She’s not a mean girl. She just wants puppies. Come on Ryan, breed your bitch…” Tiffany said, unsure of where the words had come from but liking the way she felt when she spoke them. She also liked the feel of Ryan as she hugged him close and the way his rump was bumping into her crotch as he pumped away at the Dobie’s cookie-like cunny.
That does look like fun… Anabelle mused, walking over in front of Teddy and presenting for the cross-dressing kit. The fox boy’s shaft had stirred at the sight of his friend now enthusiastically breeding a feral bitch, and the sight of his ‘pet’ wanting the same kind of attention was too much to resist. Anabelle was even daintier than the sleek Dobie panting happily while she took a two-legged coyote boy’s cock. Teddy was having a harder time because the frill of his skirt was hiding both his cock and the puffy, wet spade he was trying to slip it into, but with a helpful wriggle from the pink hellhound he managed to sink himself in and soon joined Ryan in humping what seemed like a normal feral bitch.
And while it was true that good bitches made puppies, another thing dogs were known for was chasing cats, and Belladonna had just the kitty in mind. The pantie-masked ninja was too engrossed in watching two of her friends breeding feral dogs to notice the third one until she felt something nip as the crotch of her costume and saw Belladonna’s grinning face as the spike-collared whippet began to tug and growl playfully.
“B-Bella… stop, you’re gonna… eeeep!” she meowed as a sharp tug from the sinister bitch tore off the patch of black fabric covering her cunny. Her pretty little kitty was wet from breathing in a vixen’s personal scent and since she didn’t climb a tree fast enough Heather soon had a dog pushing her tongue between her pink folds. She tried to clench her thighs, but Belladonna was already in and all she managed to do was to get poked by the spikes on the whippet’s collar. It felt wrong to let a dog do this, and in front of all her friends, but Belladonna was a girl dog, and her tongue was doing things to Heather that the kitty had never dreamt of.
“G-good girl… good… mffhhh!” the kitty whispered, starting to purr softly as the demonic bitch ate her out.
“Aaagghh! I’m… I’m stuck! I can’t pull out…” Ryan almost barked, while the Dobie bitch he was stuck in panted happily.
“You tied dummy, that’s what canines do…” Summer said, remembering how big her brother had grown in her sex just before they left their house. “Just cum in her and after a while it’ll go down…” she said, although she doubted the coyote needed to be told to cum.
Her brother was also knotted to their family pet, the two canine’s showing visibly distended pussies as the boys humped and ground against their rears. The sight of it, not to mention the noises they were all making the hyena pretty horny, enough for her pseudo-cock to stick up and attract attention.
“Woof?” Penelope asked, on all fours and playing at being a feral cocker-spaniel as she gave Summer a puppy-dog look before turning around and raising her tail. Well, all the other bitches are having fun…she thought, kneeling behind the little girl and guiding her long, hard clit into the puppy’s pussy. To Penelope’s credit she managed a pretty dog-sounding bark as her young cunny was stuffed, and panted just like Rhonda and Anabelle as the hyena began to hump her teen rump. By the time Ryan and Teddy had shrunk enough to pull out everyone was panting and watching as slender red cocks slipped out of two freshly bred canine spades. And while a now docile Rhonda licked the excess cum from her puffy cookie-cunny, the group made their way to the front door.
“Hey, do… do you think she’ll really have my puppies?” Ryan asked Tiffany as he tucked his sheath back in his pants. The mare just shrugged before replying.
“I dunno. But it got us past her, didn’t it?” she said, wondering if she should let Ryan do to her what he just did to the Dobie before the night was out…
*******
“That’s everyone on this street. You guys OK with moving on to the McGregor’s ranch?” asked Teddy as he wiped his muzzle clean. They’d just visited a house where three young women were splitting the rent and they’d made the kids play a fun new game where each of them pushed a piece of candy deep into their pussy and made each boy and girl push their muzzle in and dig it out. So after ‘bobbing for treats’ they were ready to move on to what was always a good score. The McGregors had their little ranch on the outskirts of the little town and used it to bred ponies but also as a riding school for the kids. They were always generous with the treats, and most often than not they let the ponies out so it was almost like a petting zoo.
“Okay, lemme just check in with my mom, she’s told me to call her if I was going that far…” Tiffany said, pushing her tinted glasses back on her muzzle as she pressed her phone to a big equine ear. “Hey, mom! Just calling you ‘cause were thinking of heading out to the pony ranch and…”
“Oh, that’s fine sweetie, you just have a good time and…” her mother spoke, the mare’s sweet voice cut off by a high-pitched cry that had Tiffany cringing as she pulled the blaring phone away from her ear.
“Uhhh mom, is… everything okay over there?”
“Everything’s fine, sweetie! Your daddy was just being a naughty girl in class so I had to spank him with my ruler before sending him to uncle… I mean principal Hank. He bent daddy over his desk and is teaching the little slut all about discipline…” her mother insisted in the same sweet tone, talking loudly to be heard over the noise in the background which was loud enough to make the mare’s friend’s ears perk up.
“Uhhhmm… okay, I guess…” she said before hanging up. Uncle hank was a horse, just like she and her mom were and she wondered briefly what the stallion could be doing to her dad to make him scream, squeak and moan the way he’d been doing. And all the while daddy would be wearing her spare school uniform. The idea made the mare’s thighs rub together before she shook the image off and followed her friends along the dirt road leading to the ranch.
*******
It was not on heard of for the McGregors to be absent on Halloween, but they did leave out a big bowl full of candy, a show of small-town trust that the kids would help themselves reasonably. And they did, topping up their pails before crowding around the ponies stretching their legs before bedding down for the night. What they didn’t know was that the McGregors were in fact on the premises, in the south field behind their home. And while the kids were petting ponies, Mr. McGregor was finishing up tying his wife under Samson, their draft horse. With the last rope secure and the eager sow bound to the big stallion’s belly, her husband was guiding the mammoth equine flare to his wife’s dripping slit. They kept Samson to plow their little field the old-fashioned way, and tonight the stud was going to get to do some very special plowing.
See? I told you small towns like this had a rustic charm. You won’t find many intact stallions in your noisy cities, now would you? Anabelle asked as she thrust her ass towards her twin, polishing the demonic talisman resonating with the debauched energy they’d spread across the once quaint little town. Now that the relic was properly charged, the sisters had stuck each end under their tails, relishing the near painful stretching of supple canine puckers polishing the length that was now glowing with the light of infernal flames. The twins’ rutting was going unnoticed by the kids who were falling more under the hellhounds’ influence the more they separated from their youthful innocence.
You’re so insufferable when you’re right. And I thought I was the bitchy sister… Belladonna replied, growling a little as an orgasm shuddered through her body.
But she had to admit it was fun to watch the kids ‘petting’ the ponies who were also responding to demonic emanations. The mares were winking and the studs were dropping from their sheaths, and both boys and girls were poking and stroking as the eager beasts nickered in approval. The whippet-like hellhounds were slapping their sleek asses against each other as they shared the thrumming length stuck under each whip-thin tail. If anyone was bothering to listen they would catch the almost meaty sound of the two puffy, drooling spades smacking against each other, a debauched form of incestuous kissing that was bringing the demonic twins closer and closer to climax.
“Wow… it’s huge! Tiffany you’re a mare, could you take him?” asked Penelope, breaking her feral dog character to speak as she hefted a white pony’s flawlessly pink cock.
“No way! I mean, maybe when I’m older…” the mare replied, wondering if her mom could have taken what the stocky little stud had between his legs. The thought of her mother under a feral horse made her pussy tingle, especially when she considered that her dad was probably even now taking something very similar under his mousey tail.
“Can’t you at least try t-eeeEeek!” the spaniel girl squealed in delighted shock as the cock she’d been holding sprang up, slapping against the barrel-like belly of the snorting pony as the little stud’s flare swelled before the pink length plopped down.
“I think that means he wants to mate…” said Ryan as he stood behind the pony, hefting the stud’s swollen sack.
Well dear sister, that was delightful as always, but if you’ll excuse me I think I sense a tantalizing opportunity… Anabelle said, pulling away and whimpering as the demonic talisman left her slightly gaping pucker. She summoned up her magic and her form began to flow as it grew into something different yet still demonic. An actual nightmare might have spooked the children, so instead of a tail and mane of genuine hellfire she went with merely flame-colored hair but kept the coat as glossy and black as polished obsidian. 
“Ooohhh, she’s pretty!” cooed Teddy, noticing the exotic mare and not bothering to wonder where she’d suddenly appeared or where Anabelle was.
Anabelle thrust her rear out and hiked her brightly colored tail, presenting the fox boy with a supple, inky sex and flashes of glistening pink as she gave him long, wet winks. More accommodating then a feral mare, the hellhound posing as a nightmare spread her hindlegs obscenely wide, lowering her tear-drop pussy enough for the enamored kit to line himself up. The foxy cocklet was to small to actually satisfy a mare, but like her sister she did so enjoy the stiff little shafts of pubescent boys and the tight, plump pussies of barely mature girls.
The stud still being stroked by curious children would give her plenty soon enough, but for now Anabelle was savoring the sensation of a knotted cock pumping her winking sex as a huffing, puffing kit slapped his hips against her curvy equine ass. Anabelle had sat down to push the talisman as far in her ass as it would go before presenting for Ryan, the coyote boy who’d just recently fathered a litter of Doberman pups. The cowboy coyote didn’t hesitate to mount another eager bitch, his knotted cock a perfect match for Belladonna’s dripping spade.
The little coral was filled with enough noise to block out the squeals of a porcine farmwife taking a draft stallion’s cock in the south field. While Teddy was rutting a shape-shifted Anabelle, the stud pony had mounted and bred one of the mares, and was now having his cock licked clean by Tiffany as Heather poked around the leaky sex of the satisfied mare. A new group of kids had arrived just as the stud was being helped into Anabelle’s winking sex, lured here by the demonic summons of the two hellhounds who’d decided this ranch would make a splendid spot for a grand finale.
Teddy was laying on the grass while a ‘ghostly’ Jasmine rode him, insisting that the ectoplasm her daddy had sprayed on her had dried up and she needed a fresh coat. The lop-eared bunny’s plans were ruined when she failed to keep track of the swelling of the kit’s knot and had wound up tied to her friend with all of the seed being pumped into her young and recently virgin womb. But Heather had the bright idea and had led another pony stud over to the pair and was jacking his cock furiously while the lop-eared bunny tied to the kit groaning under her kept her mouth open and eyes closed as she awaited a fresh coat of equine spunk.
Penelope had been presenting and wagging her tail at Summer until the chubby hyena girl couldn’t resist anymore, getting on her knees behind the ‘feral’ spaniel girl and stuffing her pseudo-cock into her tight canine cunny. She’d been fucking the girl furiously and had missed Lyle taking position behind her until the young Rhino’s thick glans was prying her pussy open. The hyena girl screamed in pain and pleasure as the barbarian behind her stayed in character, fucking her in long strokes even though he must have been a virgin himself.
Mr. McGregor had left his near comatose wife tied under the draft stallion to enjoy her little ‘moonlight ride’ and was delighted to see the orgy taking place practically on his front porch. The old stag had plenty of gray peppering his muzzle but proved to be young where it counts as he stripped down and caught Diane by her big fluffy tail. The raccoon girl dressed as a bank robber shrieked in delight as the old stag played along with her chosen role, bending her over the fence of the coral and stuffing himself in her cunny as he “showed her what we do to horse-thieves ‘round here!”.
How long do you think this ‘Halloween night’ usually lasts, dear sister? Asked Belladonna, sitting on heather’s face as she ground her fortune-cookie against the calico kitten’s muzzle.
I’m not sure… the shape-shifted hellhound almost purred as another pony stud’s cock found her winking and thoroughly messy slit. She winked herself open for her stud while two darling children knelt under her, suckling greedily on her equine teats. But their parents are certainly busy enough that they won’t notice the kids staying up a little late. Why not make the fun last ‘till dawn? She suggested. When a new day dawns and they leave the quaint little town might go back to the way it was. At least until next Halloween…