"All right, all right, no fighting, I got plenty of the stuff," Drevas said, handing out huge handfuls of candy to the trick-or-treaters. He liked seeing them all happy. It was the one time of year he interacted willingly with children, and the only time he really liked them. The key was the brevity: they were in his hair for thirty seconds at the most. They came up in their cute little costumes, some with more effort than others, and he gave them their candy and sent them on to the next house. As much as kids tended to annoy him, he didn't hate them, and God help anybody who mistreated a child in front of the tall and stout hyena.

For the holiday, Drevas was dressed up too. His costume wasn't terribly original, but Frankenstein's monster suited him well. He had plastic bolts glued to his neck, a little easy-out green dye to simulate a deathly pallor, and an old moth-eaten outfit he'd smeared with dirt for an exhumed corpse appearance. His boyfriend, currently off at a party, had found the costume charmingly appropriate. The kids all seemed to love it.

The night was just starting to get cold when the most interesting trick-or-treater yet came to Drevas' door. She was a little bear, that much was obvious, dressed up in quite elaborate fashion as the latest iteration of Pennywise the Dancing Clown. Drevas had seen the movies but didn't read books. He smiled and said, "Nice costume, little girl. You got any balloons?"

The bear grinned up at him. With her grease painted face and perfect teeth, she looked unnerving enough. Drevas chuckled and dropped a handful of candy into her laminated paper bag.

"Nice," the evil little clown said. "Milky Ways, my favorite."

"Mine too, kid," he said with a wink, and dropped in another one. "You take care."

The girl looked around and saw nobody nearby, just her adult brother waiting by the street. She reached out a gloved paw and grabbed the burly hyena by the crotch. Drevas grunted and stared down at her. He appeared entirely vacant, suiting his costume.

"How about some [i]real[/i] candy, big boy?" she growled.

"The fuck?" the hyena blurted.

"Yeah, fuck," she snickered, and pushed her way inside. She turned off the porch light and shoved the door closed, dropped her bag of candy by the door and grappled with Drevas' crotch. "I bet you're hung, dude, lemme blow you."

Drevas started to reach for her but stopped. His paws hung in the air and he shakily asked, "Uh, what-, what the hell is this?"

"A blowjob, dummy," she growled. "Name's Penny, by the way. Nothing to do with Pennywise."

"Uh. Drevas," he murmured. He watched, dumbstruck, as Penny fished out his cock. It was big and flaccid with a considerable amount of foreskin puckered over the glans.

She touched her nose to his cock, smelled it, and shuddered. "Damn. You're stinky." A grin as she looked up at him. "You wash this, Drevas?"

"Suh-sometimes," he stammered. "Probably not, uh-, not enough though."

Penny snickered. "Yeah, not enough, definitely." Instead of reproach, there was lust in her voice. She pulled off her gloves and dropped them in her bag of candy. With a growl she clutched his cock. Its dark flesh was wet, almost greasy; she cupped his balls in the other paw and rolled their fleshy hide around, sliding fingers through the stripe of coarse pubic fur along their underside. "I love 'yeens, you guys are always so-o-o smelly."

The broad-shouldered hyena frowned down at the girl. "Hey-, uh, hey, kid, I'm not, uh-"

"Not a pedo?" Penny asked, grinning. Drevas' cock stiffened in her grip. She mouthed it, started to suck and bob upon it.

The hyena shuddered and bucked against her maw involuntarily. He stiffened up quickly in her maw and began to leak copious amounts of precum. He muttered, "Um, no-, well yeah. But no, I'm kinda-, I ain't straight, kid..."

Penny didn't pause to make fun of him. She kept mouthing his cock, sucking it as it grew harder, fatter, and muskier. Her slobber caked his cock, ran down its flesh, marbled his balls and their smooth hide. As she blew him she fondled his balls, rubbing them and savoring their sweaty plumpness.

Drevas cringed in pleasure. He leaned against the wall, too dumbstruck to stop the little girl, too pleased to really complain. He only said, rather lamely, "Y-you gotta quit that, I mean it."

But Penny kept bobbing and gulping. Her grease paint was streaking, painting his loins red and white. She pulled back with a gasp, gripped his slobbery cock, and tugged back the great length of his foreskin. As she bared his glans she started to pepper kisses on its rounded head; she shuddered, "Goddamn, you're so-o-o musky, dude."

The hyena shuddered and growled. He was spurting precum on her face, messing up her paint even more. He murmured, "I'm seriously not straight, I don't-, I don't like girls!"

"Not even little ones?" the clown asked, frowning exaggeratedly at him. She didn't keep it up for long and cracked a grin, giggled wildly to go with it. "Quit being such a loser. Lay back."

Despite his bashfulness and his enormous size compared to her, Drevas sat on the floor, then laid on his back. He watched, equal parts horrified and intrigued, as Penny peeled her silvery-white clown suit up and off. Without it, but still with the paint, the leggings, and the shock of orange hair, she looked bizarre yet weirdly alluring. His eyes fixated on the subtle split of her pussylips.

Following his gaze, Penny stood over Drevas and parted the lips of her pussy. She said of the humid pink expanse, "Like my pussy, dude? It's gonna be so-o-o tight around your big dick."

Drevas was thrilled but nervous. His cock stood fully erect, spurting precum. He said defensively, "I ain't straight, I don't like cooch, I-I swear I don't..."

"Do-o-ork," she snickered. "You [i]will[/i] like it once it's wrapped around your greasy dick." Penny straddled him, gripped his slobbery cock, and guided it into the split of her pussylips. With a croon she took him inside, her tight young box gripping him snugly and rolling back the hood of his foreskin.

As his tender cockflesh pressed into the child, Drevas yowled with pleasure. He clawed at the carpet and huffed sharply, tail beating the floor and cheeks reddening under the sickly green dye. "Aw-, aw f-fuck, that's not right, that feels really good, that ain't what I like!"

Penny shrieked laughter. She said, leering down at him, "Yeah? If you don't like it, then stop me, tough guy." With a growl she started to bounce on his hips. She took him down to the very bottom easily, bounced on him again and again. She was hot and slick but terribly snug around him, tighter than any ass he'd ever had and so much more welcoming.

He pawed at her hips and legs. "Please, you-, you gotta stop, this ain't me," he whined. "Oh fuck... oh, god, that feels so fucking fine..."

"Sure does," Penny grumbled. She rubbed his burly, hairy chest, slid her fingers over his stiff pink nipples. She growled down at him, "You lo-o-ove little girls, don't you, mister? The whole gay thing is just a cover, yep."

"Shut-, shut up," Drevas groaned. His toes were curling and his cock was tingling. He felt like he had the moment he'd lost his virginity: clumsy, sweaty, awfully uncertain. And just like that night, he felt incredible, too.

The child crooned and moaned as she bounced on his hips. She wasn't even half his size but had total control over him. She made it clear when she ran her paws over his neck, onto his face, and rubbed his lips with fingers smelling both of his greasy dick and her little pussy. He smelled them, licked them, gave them eager nips. Penny giggled and said, "You like how those taste, huh? Maybe I ought to sit on your face."

"Uhhh, god, stop it," Drevas whined. He was cringing, holding onto Penny's wrists. He kissed her paws, those dainty little things looking so cute to him. His balls were getting tight and his cock felt like it had a little current running through it - sure signs that he was getting close. He bit his lip, but Penny wormed a dirty finger under his jowls and teased his tongue with it. Absently he suckled the finger and he closed his eyes. He shuddered and squirmed, and he mouthed around her finger, "Uh, f-fuck, Penny..."

His load turned out to be fat and heavy. Penny groaned as it shot into her. Thick hot cream filled her young cunt and she gripped the hyena's seizing cock in her tight vaginal muscles. Her bouncing ceased; she pushed her hips into his groin and gyrated against him. Drevas' seed oozed out of her and made a mess of the hyena's loins, webbing his fur and making him sticky all over. Over the hyena's whining and gasping, she crooned, "Mmm, gay dick feels [i]so[/i] much better than straight dick."

Drevas huffed and writhed for several moments, but gradually he started to just huff. He said, sounding rather tired, "I-I don't know what to think of this. You're a weird little kid."

Penny leaned over him, lifting herself off of his softening cock in the process. Her creamed pussy drizzled cum across his belly. She smacked a big, wet kiss on his lips which he tentatively returned. "Maybe I'll come back," she growled, "and it won't be so weird next time."

He looked away from her, blushing. "Maybe. Yeah, maybe."

The little bear giggled. She kissed him again, smearing grease paint on his snout this time. "Thanks for the Milky Ways, dweeb. And don't start washing your dick 'cuz of me. I like it musky."

Drevas sat up and pulled his pants up. He watched her from the floor as she dressed, smoothed out her costume, and left him without a word. In time, he was giving out candy again. Half an hour later, he had filed the bear away with all of his other strange casual encounters. It was one of the benefits of being a big, dumb hyena; he could forget easily.