The clock read 11:05 as Demitri, a lithe feline set a stack of red plastic cups on a small folding table covered in various snack foods. Sighing to himself the cheetah hurried back into the kitchen to prep the rest of tonight’s food. As he gathered his knives, a bowl, and various other supplies he hoped that everyone would like his special treats. Every year one of his friends would hold a Halloween party and finally it was his turn to be host. With all his gear precariously balanced in his arms he opened the door leading to the cellar and started to walk slowly down the steep steps. As he neared the bottom of the stairs sounds of moaning and whimpering grew louder with every step. Reaching the bottom and turning around the corner revealed the source of the moaning. Chained to the wall was various furs, a few horses, a couple foxs, a raccoon, a buff wolf, and even a pair of dragons with large swollen sacks. It had been hard work getting everything together but he thought what he had planned would out due the previous years parties.
Pulling up a small stool in front of one of the horses Demitri set the bowel and knives down. Smiling he inspected the male in front of him. The equine had been so easy to nab, just a simple call to Pizza Hut and instant stud delivery. The captive stirred tugging slightly at his bounds as the nimble fingers of his captor gently traced along a fat sheath down to a low hanging sack. Humming as he worked those fat orbs to the bottom of the loose sack the cheetah picked up a roll of cooking twine and started to wrap it tightly around the neck of the pouch. With it snugly secured he let go and picked up a small sharp knife. Carefully as not to nick the goods held within, he began to make an incision straight down the center of the pouch till two large grey orbs flopped out and dangled on thick cords. With a smirk he severed the cords close to the orbs and set the fragile fruit in the bowl. Swiftly three more pairs of horse nuts joined the first in the bowl. Leaving the former studs behind the cheetah set the bowl under one of the foxes. By now the poor vulpine was fully awake and was aware what was about to happen. He started to thrash and pull at his chains almost kicking over the bowl. Swiftly saving his needed ingredients, the feline pulled the bowl of fruits out of the way of the thrashing fox and roughly grabbed the tight creamy white pouch. The struggling captive let out a shriek and slumped against the wall panting heavily. His efforts to escape had only rewarded him with two sore wrists and and aching nuts. With his “donor” finally settled down he began to work. Still upset at the time the fox had costed him the party host swiftly sliced through the fuzzy white sack and dumped the contents into the bowl. As an afterthought he threw the wet empty piece of flesh and fur at its former owner. It landed stuck right over one of the fox’s eyes as the feline moved on to the other whimpering vulpine. This one despite being scared had a full on erection drooling precum. He whimpered softly as the stool was set in front of him. Checking his wrist watch the cheetah was glad to see he made up some time and actually had a little bit of free time before the first guests would arrive. Rewarding the vulpine’s compliance he gently started to rub along the underside of the pink shaft. The fox whimpered as his cock twitched and jerked leaking heavily. Smiling to himself the feline started to circle around the thick swollen knot playfully with his claw. The fox being locked up for several weeks now was very pent up and couldn’t hold out against the teasing.
Shortly soon after his captor started he he whimpered softly and shot his load, covering his belly fur with his sticky cream. Gently his balls were patted before a thin string was looped around his member, just behind his pulsing knot. After it was pulled tight the fox started to wiggle as his captor began to open his fuzzy white sack. Swiftly his kit makers were fished out and resting in the bowl with the others. Whimpering the fox watched as the feline tradec his claw up the empty pouch to rest just above the string on the cooling cock. He closed his eyes as his cold cock tip was pinched and a sharp knife slice through flesh and bone just behind his knot. He gasped as his cock came free and was added to the bowl. Swiftly the feline harvested the rest of the fruits from the remaining furs and carried them upstairs to the kitchen. Once there he set his filled bowel on the counter and placed a pot on the stove. In the pot he poured caramel and set a lid over it. Walking back to the counter he started to sort out the various ripe fruit he had collected. He set all the fat plump horse nuts on a tray, the smaller vulpine and raccoon orbs were placed in a bowl filled with water, the wolf nuts he set on a cutting board, and the two pairs of large heavy dragon orbs he set on the counter for later use.
Turning his attention back to the eight plump horse nuts the cheetah gently washed each one and skewed them each with a wooden stick. Whistling to himself he took the lid of the pot and happily saw the caramel was bubbling nicely. Picking up one of the skewered horse nuts the feline dipped it into the caramel completely covering the orb and part of the stick. He set it to cool on a tray and started to cover each of the fat nuts in sweet goodness. Once all of the caramel”Apples were cooling on the counter he turned his attention to the small nuts floating in the water. He started with the four fox balls, he pulled them out and patted them dry with a towel. He picked up a sharp knife and smiled as he made a small incision down the middle of each one. Setting the knife to the side he picked up the first fox fruit and placed his fingers at each side of the cut and pulled apart. The nut turned inside out exposing the soft squishy insides. One by one all four were turned inside out and the thick pasty meat was scraped into a small serving dish. The fox’s cock was laid out on the cutting board, swiftly it was minced and the bits were mixed into the nut mixture. The baculum was used to blend the mixture together till it was nice and creamy. Setting it aside he turned his attention to the remaining pair of raccoon, wolf, and the four dragon orbs. Looking at the time he started to slice the raccoon and wolf orbs into small slices and set them to the side. Finally he turned his attention to the four large dragon fruits.
Each one was the size of a small pumpkin, grinning the feline chose these particular fruit for just that reason. With his carving knife in paw, he started to saw through the tough outer layer of the first “pumpkin”. The thick rind on the fruit made progress go slowly till the knife sliced through the last bit on the top. Pulling the cap off of his pumpkin he grabbed a scooper and started to remove the juicy innards. He filled a large bowl with the first pumpkin alone, so he gathered three more bowls and set out to empty the last three pumpkins. With four bowls full of mush he set the oven on back and started to fill four pie pans. After popping the pies in the oven he replaced the caps on the hollow pumpkins and carried them out to the dining room. He placed four small carving knives next a small sign reading “Pumpkin Carving Contest” Now with all the prep work done the feline snacked abit on the fresh slices of wolf and coon meat as he waited for his guests to arrive.
He smiled as the doorbell rang, this Halloween party will be the best one to date. He opened the door and lead a large tiger dressed as Jack the Ripper inside. For the next three hours guests continued to arrive and complement the feline how the treats. Several trips were made to the basement for “Tube steak” and sausage throughout the night. The carving contest went off without a hitch, the tiger won carving a scene of himself plucking the orbs of some jock, his prize a full length horse cock sausage to take home. Slowly the party wound down and all the guests either was asleep or had headed home as Demitri started to clean. With what little food put away he had only one last thing to do. Quietly he snuck downstairs where each of the stars of the party was passed out or whimpering. He unlocked each one from the wall and thanked them for their help before leading them to the front door and to freedom. He grinned as he watched the raccoon, last one to leave choosing to stay behind and try a few of the leftover treats wobbled off. He knew full well by the time full moon set tonight none of them would remember the past few weeks. As one last thing to do he set the four pumpkins on the porch then headed inside for some much needed rest.


The End