Cubs: "AAH! Somthing touched me!" cried out the 10 year old fox as he laid at the bottom of a freshly dug grave. Two other faces peer over the edge of the dug hole, seeing mostly darkness, both start to giggle as the fox cries out and the scrambles up the ladder to get out. The little vampire fox reaches the top and shivers, rubbing over his arms "Ahhh it's spooky laying down in there guys!" the olded boy, a bunny dressed up as a monster bear slides his face mask up so he can see easier, teasing  "Oh it's not so bad, I did it, nothing happened to me." The fox snorts "Oh yeah, well it's MY turn now.. and I dare you tooo...." he slowly looks around the fog covered cemetary and points up at an old mausoleum

"..I dare you to go in there for 5 minutes and lay face down on the floor." The youngest boy the rottie dressed up as IronMan shakes his head "You cant go in there, it's locked and stuff." The bunny smiles "We'll see about that." he says as he leads his group of friends toward the structure. He checks the door, no lock on it, he starts to open the door when the rottie speaks up again "You shouldnt go in there!" he tries to warn, but the bold and brave bunny smiles back "Ah, dont worry, it's not like there are gonna be ghosts in there. As soon as he opens the door he jumps back and yells out in fear,
making the other two boys yelp with sudden panic.

Their reaction makes the bunny laugh out loud. The fox pads up and slaps the bunny in the shoulder "That wasnt cool!" He bunny laughs "You kidding? That was funny as hell." The rottie whimpers "Maybe we should just go home guys, I dont feel safe here." The fox snorts "No way, not until he finishes my dare." The bunny walks up to the door "Oh I'm gonna a finish it, I'm not chicken like the rest of you guys. See you in 5 minutes." he steps in and closes the door, looking around the inside, seeing a large coffin in there. Moon light barely creeps inside from the windows high in the walls, allowing him to see ever so faintly.

"Mkay, lay down on my belly." He says to himself softly and does so. He holds utterly still, wondering if something is going to grab him. His mind wanders about who is burried in the coffin, wondering if ghosts really do exist. Before he knows it, the 5 minutes are up and he stands up, studing himself off "Piece of cake." he says, walking the door, but stumbles a bit, he turns around, seeing nothing behind him, a cold shiver runs down his back to his tail. "Hrm, weird." he says as he opens the door "You see guys? No problem, c'mon inside and check this out."

Of course the rottie boy, he whimpers and says "No way, that is too spooky!" The fox steps foward, trying to be brave "Oh c'mon, nothing is gonna happen." The fox walks past the bunny who holds the door open "C'mon buddy, I'll protect ya if a ghost comes, I promise." he says, coaxing the rottie who finally comes inside. The fox is over by the coffin, giving it an inspection, and even trying to open it, but it's sealed tight. The bunny comes over to the coffin 

"what are you doing?" he asks. The fox looks up "I was curious to see what is inside of it." The bunny says "Man, that is messed up, you shouldn't be robbin' graves ya damn fox." With a snort "I'm not robbin' it... yet." he says, the fox always looking for something he can get a five finger discount on.

Beast: Brian's black fur made it perfect for hiding out in the darkness, watching the group of cubs trying to one-up each other on their ideas of bravery, playing around in a cemetary on halloween. He smirked, knowing that the danger to these cubs isn't coming from graves or ghosts, but from Karnarath's newest addition to his beasts of war, who's new body is to be tested today. He silently locked the gate to the cemetary, and as soon as they were to discover that it was locked, he would release the bear from the mausoleum, but it wasn't long before the mischevous little bunny made things even simpler, intent on releasing the bear himself, bringing about a rather nice irony. Once all three cubs stepped inside, Brian's job got much easier. All he had to do, was walk up to the door, slam it shut, and snap the padlock the bunny had picked back onto the chain, then he could watch the fun from one of the windows.

Cubs: All three boy's yelp as the door is slammed shut on it's own behind them. They all bum rush the door, crashing their bodies into it and banging their fists yelling out for help and to be let out, but the door wouldn't budge. The rottie started to cry right away, he KNEW something bad was going to happen. The fox is a little scared himself, but the bunny, being the oldest, showed the most calm out of all of them and worked to settle the fears of his friends. "We have to find a way out of here, a way to get the door open."

The fox whimpers and says "Maybe there is a key somewhere?" the bunny shook his head "Nah, there wont be a key on the inside... we need to find and uses something to wedge the door open, you know, like we learned in scienece class last week, a lever and a wedge." the fox looks around and goes up to coffin. "Maybe if we took these handles off the coffin, we could use that as a lever, and.. then maybe we could use somethinge else to wedge under it..but what could we use?"

The rottie gently claws at the door "I wanna goooo home." he complains. The bunny looks at the coffin and snorts "Maybe there is somethingin inside, or maybe we could just use the lid of the coffin if we can take it off." The fox nods his head "I guess so, but how the hell do we open this thing. I thougth coffins were like sealed, air tight." the bunny works on prying the handle bars off the side, pressing his foot to the coffin and using those strong legs to push as he pulls back, grunting and groaning, trying as hard as he can but they wont come off.

The bunny resorts to just flat out kicking at it, and that is when the coffin slides across the smooth stone and topples to the ground with a loud cracking of the wood sound. All three boys stand still, eyes wide, swallowing the lump in his throat, the bunny says "I.. I didnt mean to do that." 
 
Beast: The moonlight shone brightly through the windows in the area the cubs were in, and in the darkest part of the room, Karnarath's beat was lurking in the shadows, closing those glowing red eyes any time the boys were to look in his direction. It knew its task, and it had been deprived of sex ever since it recieved its new body, and upon entering the realm of the living, it suddenly felt a new appitite for flesh, and these three boys would be filling both those needs, and there was no way now to escape the fate they foolishly brought upon themselves. He stepped slowly, quietly towards the cubs, taking care to expose only his dark eyelids to them when they were to look, and when the older bunny was behind the two canids, he swiped with his enormous paw, sweeping the bunny as silently as he could manage, to the darkest corner of the room, behind a coffin.

He stepped briskly, but still as silently as possible behind a wall as the bunny was sure to draw the other two cubs' attention when he screamed and slammed into the wall, dropping behind the coffin while the bear waited behind the wall for a chance to make his next move, and when the bunny was finally able to limp away, another swipe would take him behind the wall where the bear revealed its glowing red eyes to only the bunny as he approached, giving the bunny time to scream before he opened his mouth, revieling a tongue lined with thick barbs, and leaped forward, wrapping that tongue around the bunny's neck, tightening it to pierce his throat as the bear tightened and choked the helpless bunny, those glowing red eyes staring into the frightened eyes of his prey as he painfully strangled the life out of the bunny, out of sight of the other two cubs.

Cubs: The bunny's mask had fallen off his head, leaving him to look up into those glowing red eyes as something chokes him and hurt his neck. His hands wrappeda round the barb covered tongue, and his legs kicked wildly as he tried as hard as he could to scream out for help, the only thing the other boys are able to hear is the scuffling noise his feet made against the ground that grew softer and softer and finally stopped as the bunny's eyes rolled up into his head and his body went limp. The fox and rottie both tremble, holding onto one another, giving scared cries as they call out for their friend and protector as they huddle back against the door.

Both their scared little faces scan around, looking for what had just grabbed their friend and flung him about so effortlessly. Fox reaches into his bag of candy and pulls out his little pocket flash light, points it, and turns it on, but there is no light, he flicks the switch back and forth, there is only a smattering of light before it dies out completely. Dropping the broken light to the floor he calls out "H..hellooo? Is someone there... th..this isnt funny." while the youngest, the rottie just burries his face into the corner of the door, curled up in a tight ball on the floor, not wanting to see the monster he knew was in here all along. The fox whines "Please, dont eat us!" he pleads.

Beast: Once the pulse of the bunny stops, the bear unwraps his tongue from around his first victim's throat, letting him fall to the floor. The bear then crept along the wall, the taste of blood on his tongue, only serving to enhance his growing hunger. He peeked his head around the corner of the wall, eyeing the remaining two boys while they weren't looking in his direction, watching the little rottie cower against the door in the full moon light. That was his next target. It was time to satisfy one of his two most dominant needs before turning to the third little boy. When the fox's back was turned, he ran out from behind the wall, dashing behind the fox and past him, and running head-first into the terrified rotty, slamming him noisily against the door. The bear wasn't worried about being stealthy anymore.

There was a shriek, and the fox would soon see what was causing it. The rotty's tummy was shredded by those massive claws, and the huge black monster of a bear, easily the size of a polar bear, had his nose buried into the boy's intestines, eating him alive right under the moon light. The rotty's sharp puppy claws were buried into the sides of the bear's face, drawing blood from the beast, but not seeming to phase him in the least as he made big chomps at the rotty's insides, gulping down every organ he could get those huge jaws around, which inevitably would end the little rotty's night during the feast.

Cubs: The fox's eyes shoot wide open at the sight, a cold chill washes over his entire body, the boy dropping his bag of candy, scared frozen. His eyes dont blink, his little form shakes all over, and his mouth hangs open, having a hard time being able to just breath right as he watches the monter devower his best friend right in front of him. The rottie gives short labored grunts as he tries to squirm around, feeling weakness starting to over take him. He cant even get out a yelp of fear with the pain that floods into his brain from having his body ripped open as it is, and feeling that muzzle chomp away at his insides. His little arms slump and thump against the floor as his head turns to see his friend standing there a look of horror on his face.

The fox finally gains some level of control back and starts to whimper, nice and steady, long drawn out whines as he backs away slowly, hoping the monster does not turn it's attention to him. Slowly continues to step back and trips, falling down on his rump. When he sees what he tripped on, he realizes its the legs of his other best friend who lays dead. The boy's sences come back in full force and he lets out a piercing cry of fear and terror as he realizes both his friends are really dead.

Beast: The bear was fully aware of the fox's presence, but took his time in eating the little rotty, knowing there was no escape for his final unlucky victim. As the bear's hungry stomach greedily accepts the chomped pieces of the freshly dead canine, his other need begins to manifest itself as his ursine cock began sliding slowly from his sheath, the tip dragging along the bloody corpse of the rotty as it rose up against his belly, extending a full 15 inchest out from his crotch, and as the bear swallowed the last bite of the dead cub's insides, it turned its head slowly to the fox as he let out that terrified cry, those red, glowing eyes locking onto the fox's as one massive paw steps in the fox's direction, his cock bobbing as he took his time approaching the frightened fox.

Cubs: The fox looks up into those glowing eyes and nearly pisses himself with fear. As you start to appoach him, he scitters backwards, still on the floor, crawling over his own dead bunny friend as you get closer. He backs himself into the corner and curls up into a tight ball, knees hugged to his chest as he looks up and watchs you loom above him. He can see that massive erection jutting out from you body, but the young boy has no idea what it is or what it will be used for. When you're finally within reach of the boy, he tries to make a fast break and crawl off to the side to stay away.

Beast: The huge monster just crept towards the fox, watching his pitiful attempts to put some distance between himself and the bear as it licks the blood from its muzzle, those barbs seemingly folding in a more favorable way against the bear's flesh as it did. The bear watched the fox cower, letting out a low, echoing growl as it inched closer, revealing its blood-stained teeth, and once the little fox began to crawl away, the bear's paw slammed down onto the fox's back, claws grabbing and cutting into the boy's flesh as they ripped down his cape and shirt, ripping them all the way down the back so that they fall right off the fox's body, leaving only the sleaves. Another swipe would pull and rip the boy's pants, leaving deep gashes in the fox's soft rump. His claws were certainly capable of killing the fox with his first swipe, but he wanted the boy to live long enough to satisfy his monstrous cock.

As the fox would try to get away again, his barbed tongue whipped out around the fox's ankle, piercing into the fox's flesh as he slowly retracted his tongue to pull the bloodied fox back towards him.

Cubs: The fox screams out and claws against the stone floor as he feels your claws rip his clothing off and even cut his body in the process. His little claws break as he presses them to the ungiving stone floor as hard as he can, drawing blood from his finger tips which smears over the floor in long lines as he is dragged back by your tongue. His back and bottom are exposed and vulnerable to the monster now as he lays on his stomach. The boy continues to let out screams of pain and terror while he refuses to look back at those scarey glowing eyes again. He's dragged over the the body of his head friend, which makes him freak out, kicking his legs and tryng to pull free of what ever has gripped his ankle.

Beast: As the fox began to struggle after being forced over the cooling body of the dead bunny, if the bear was capable of laughter, he would, but Brian was certainly getting a chuckle out of it, though he couldn't be heard from where he was watching. The monster bear didn't even flinch from the kicks to his snout, and his tongue, which would consequently cut up the footpaw of the poor little fox against his tongue. He dragged the fox's ankle between his jaws and bit down, not out of hunger, but to prevent the fox from running away, as those powerful jaws crunched through ankle and bone, until the fox's footpaw was completely and bloodily severed from his leg, dropping to the floor as the bear's tongue then wrapped around one of the fox's wrists, and pulled it into his mouth, thus bringing the fox's face closer to those pupil-less, remorseless, almost lifeless red eyes as he bit off the fox's wrist, and dropped his arm and now seperate paw to the floor.

Cubs: The fox continues to scream out, but even more so when your jaws bite down on his ankle and cut it right off from his leg, and then to his wrist as well. The fox lands ontop of the buddy again, but this time he's in too much pain to flop around in dismay. Laying on his back he looks up, panting, choking on his own sobs as he lays there, putting much of his effort into just breathing without screaming and choking, but it's nearly impossible at this point. The sweet little vulpine boy huffs and puffs with each breath as blood drips out onto the floor, forming a nice pool, and soaking into the costume of his dead buddy. Try as he might to form words to call out for help, he continues to simply choke and gag as panic and fear fills his soul.

Beast: The bear knew he didn't have very much time to enjoy the slowly bleeding fox, and dipped his head down to close over the fox's chest, those massive jaws nearly taking in all of the fox's chest as he dragged the boy, leaving a trail of blood, over to a coffin, placing him on his back with his legs hanging over the edge, at the perfect height for the bear's eager cock which then slides between the fox's legs and pokes against his tight tailhole. That tongue extends again to the good ankle, pulling it up into his jaws, but this time, doesn't bite down, but instead folds it over the fox's small body, and with a massive paw over the fox's chest, shoves his hips forward. His tip presses against the fox's now exposed tailhole for quite awhile until there is a painful rip, and that massive cock slid into the now badly wounded sphincter.

Cubs: The fox lays over the coffin, just wishing the night mare was over, suffering through agony and pain unlike anything he's ever endured before. his body is so easily moved and maniipulated into the perfect position for you to take him. As your hand slaps down over his bare chest he looks up into your eyes, his own swollen from intense crying and bloodshot with pain. As you push your cock into his body and tear out his tailhole, the boy arches his back, kicking that blood stump left on the end of his leg, spraying blood everywhere. The more pain he suffers the faster his heart beats and the less time you have to savor the boy. But already your dick is inside him, and that body starts to fight against it, as it should, but in doing so only gives you even more enjoyment, as the soft insides of the child break even more.

Beast: That massive shaft forced its way excruciatingly into the helpless fox boy as he struggled violently under his predator, specifically designed for torture. Another 5 inches and the shaft stops, but the hips do not, and after a push, the bear then pulled back his hips and slammed forward with a powerful thrust, then another, and on the third, that pseudo-virgin cock, covered with blood now, rips through into the fox's rectum, and with the second sphincter ripped, forces its way even deeper. The bear pushes inside quickly, knowing it doesn't have much time left, and when the cock stops again a few more inches in, another 5 thrusts eventually tear the wall and pierce into the boy's intestines, allowing the sexually starved bear to force his entire 15 inches into the helpless little fox.

Cubs: The fox lays there, unable to move as that massive cock tears appart his insides and shoves organs away to make room for it's massive girth. Blood pours out of tailhole around your cock. The boy is no longer drawing breath, you can feel him struggle, each time he tries to suck in, you feel a nice pressure against your erection, but your cock has crushed his diaphram and hastens the boy's eventual death. The fiercly beating heart of the child is felt rippling down your tick, from tip to the very base, those vibrations bring you the greatest of pleasures. The fox sputters up some blood from his mouth and nose which runs down his face as his eyes lock with yours, the final few moments of his life spent in agony, feeling every last inch of your cock.

Beast: As the bear's sheath is pressed back, his crotch grinding into the little fox's ripped tailhole, the bear pressed its body down against its vulpine prey, his weight making it even harder to breathe and pressing those organs more tightly around the stabbing shaft as the monster began to thrust those powerful hips, his crotch slamming against the little fox as its weight holds the boy in place, stealing the fox's virginity, and his innocence, and it wouldn't be long before his master stole the fox's very tormented soul, its hips slamming violently and propelling his tormenting cock through the fox's body, already damaged beyond repair and taking more and more with each needy thrust. The bear's deprived sexual needs cause his pleasure to build quickly, and his thrusts to pick up in intensity

Cubs: The fox watches the large form of the bear lower down, laying ontop of him, compressing his soft broken body down into the coffin all the harder. The fox cant move an inch, and even as the monster thrusts, even those strong hips fail to make his body buck like it once did as the bear smothers the little fox. From deep inside the fox's stomach and chest, the movement of that cock can be heard, squelching the blood and organs all around with his member, bluging the little vulpines tummy and chest with the shape and outline of the beast's erection. The poor cub's mouth hangs open, his head leaning back, eyes starting to flutter in those final moments as he is degraded and defiled by the monster, turned into nothing more than cum hole for the monster's savage pleasure.

Beast: With one final pop of the bear's hips, that massive cock throbs deep into the cub's body, a large deposit of cum forcing itself out and into any gaps it can find among all the fox's organs as they are squeezed together. The bear hardly makes a sound, except heavy, loud breathes through its nose as it waits for its first orgasm to die down, and then finally pulls out of the cub, hearing a wet slap as those intestines fall into the gap created by the massive cock, now dripping buckets of blood onto the floor at the base of the coffin, and as it slowly withdraws bloodily into his sheath, the bear finishes eating the three dead cubs, leaving behind nothing but bones and small chunks of meat to be found the next day.