Tricky treats

Percy sat back in his living room, sipping on a bit of coffee. It was a gentle fall evening, the wind blowing along colored leaves across the ground. From out the window, one would see last minute decorations going up. Percy had spent all week prepping, he'd taken on extra shifts to earn some spending funds for the good candy.

His front yard dressed up to the nines with decorations. A big bowel of candy, with jumbo candy bars, the oversized ones that cost a few bucks each. No cub would be able to resist once they saw that bowl. This time, though, he had another strategy to try out. Normally, he'd lure lone boys away with promises of massive treats into dark alleyways, only to give them something else rather large instead. Then turn the boys into a nice gooey white snack.

Not this time, however, this time he'd been practicing. Holding a pocket watch, the Cheshire smirked and looked at his hypnotism for dummies book. No more hiding in the shadows for him, not this year. It was starting to get dark, so the cat figured it'd be a good idea to go ahead and get ready.

Putting on a cheap vampire cape and nothing else. It was altered in a way that it could drape around his form without obstructing his arms, so he didn't need anything else to stay decent. His hyper cock had enough room as well to avoid producing a bulge as well. It also made for quick undressing and redressing. Looking out, his yard's decorations may seem like just another festive yard. However, it's all been carefully crafted the cobwebbed tree's, the fog machine and the decorative siding around his porch made it very hard to see anything from the street.

The only easily visible thing was the bowl of treats. The one bit of open mesh on the porch taken up almost entirely by the sight of tasty sugary treats. Putting in some fake vampire teeth and grabbing his pocket watch, the Cheshire cat waited patiently for the first few folks to knock on his door.

After a good ten minutes of waiting, a gentle knocking came upon the cat's decorated door. Percy rushing up with the bowl, about to open the door before realizing he still needed to put his cape on properly. Making himself look decent, he opened the door slowly to the sounds of a young boy yelling out. “Trick or treat!” The purple cat looked down to some big cute eyes.

A little rabbit boy didn't look much older than 6 with a big grin on his face. Mostly white with a few big brown spots, one around his left eye. The boy was wearing a wrestler get up. Essentially just a pair of shorts with a little fake wrestling logo taped on one of the legs. He was a chubby little guy with a decent package himself, about half the size of Percy himself. The bulge was certainly impressive on such a small frame.

A short man behind him cleared his throat. He was a bit taller than the boy, almost as tall as Percy. A spitting image of the boy looked like a fit adult version of him, really. Clearly he was more than a little annoyed, Percy had basically just stared at his boy for about a full minute, eyes clearly trailed down to that bulge. Best to get a move on before things escalate.

Percy grabbed the bowl and took a massive Cubkat chocolate bar out. It was like the size of the boy's head. The boy let out an audible gasp, seeing it. Even his still clearly annoyed father raised an eyebrow, looking over. Percy took this opportunity to give his studies a whirl. Opening the watch, it already cranked to the max, the swirling image inside locking his gaze. Concentration starting to falter, eyes glazing over.

The boy excitedly jumped up and down the bulge in those cute shorts, gently swaying and wobbling as he did as well. “Dad dad look look how big this is dad!” The rabbit man's attention snapping over to his son so quick it looked like it could give someone whiplash. Percy smirking nice and wide. Looks like he's already in that perfect suggestible state. “You don't mind if I get comfortable, do you?”

The father looking over at Percy, the whites of his eyes returning. Though, the annoyed look was gone, replaced by a delightful passive smile. “Go right ahead, we are in front of your home after all.” Percy, undoing the cape to his naked form, breath in the open air. His nearly 3 foot shaft flopped free, fat basketball nuts sagging lightly. The cub, a little shocked by the suddenly naked stranger. Though, when he looks back to his father, he's completely fine with the situation. Honestly calm and happy looking even.

This sheer calmness puts the young rabbit at ease, and he doesn't say anything. He didn't want to get in trouble for being rude, after all, and his dad seemed fine with it. The rabbit man took his son's hand and started to turn to leave. “Hang on a moment, leaving, so soon you didn't even thank me. Honestly, candy that big deserves a big reward.”

The rabbit man turned back, pulling harshly on his son's arm, making the poor boy yelp a little. “D-dad, my arm hurts, let go!” Instantly, he lets go mid-tug, almost throwing the boy. The bunny boy despite his weight is rather agile and sticks the landing. Looking back at his dad, annoyed.

It'd be an issue if he asked for help from his father while Percy was having his fun. With his father in such a suggestible state, he's willing to listen to anyone. The rabbit man pulls out a wallet, reaching for some money. Clearly, he had some ideas about how to thank someone set in stone in his head. Though, from the inside of the wallet, Percy spotted a driver's license saying Mitch smith.

His name should make him easier to work with, keep him from ever thinking an order is for someone else. “Look Mitch, I think we both know a big candy bar like that isn't worth a bunch of money. Should let me fuck your boy's face instead.” A look of anger rears its head for a brief moment before returning to a static calm. The boy was clearly getting uncomfortable stuck next to the naked stranger.

It took him a good, solid few seconds to start moving. Percy was starting to worry before he reached for his boy and started moving him closer. “Yeah, makes sense, I could just buy candy like that after all. Son, I want you to open your mouth as wide as you can for him.” The small boy looked confused as his father edged him closer. Percy lifting his shaft, giving it a few hardy strokes, getting it nice and semi hard.

The boy looked at that massive shaft, feeling a shiver go down his spine. “B-but dad pee comes out of that. That's gross, please don't make me.” Mitch stopped just shy of forcing his son's maw open around that waiting shaft. Percy just grinned up at the rabbit man. “No need to force him, I can do that for you, just allow me.”

Before the boy could speak again, Percy slammed the tip of his cock into the cub's maw. His father just calmly watching as Percy forced the boy against the wall and slammed his hips over and over. Every thrust forcing down another few inches. A large bulge forming in the boy's throat.

Percy let out a long huff as he finally ground the boy's throat down till he was balls deep. Those heavy sweaty orbs roughly slamming into the cub's face over and over. Tears streaming down the boy's face. His throat felt a little strange as he struggled to gag, that shaft making a massive bulge in the boy's stomach.

The boy struggled with all his might. Which wasn't a lot, the six-year-old chubby rabbit boy flailing his arms around. His little boy shaft starting to chub in his shorts despite his panic, seems his body enjoyed this a little even if he didn't. Mitch looked down at his boy and scowled. “What have I said about getting hard in public?”

Just hearing that made Percy chuckle. “Ah, don't worry about it, but we really should get him out of those shorts, so he doesn't rip them.” Percy reaching down and forcing down the boy's shorts. The cub, preoccupied, struggling to get that massive cock out of him. The pants come off with ease, letting his little semi hyper shaft flop free.

Percy smirks and goes in for a grope, stroking it a few times as he thrusts away. Mitch just blushes and pops an erection of his own, standing still, letting the cat have his fun. Percy grunting before power blasting a fat load down that cub's throat. Warm ball sludge forcing its way down into the already chubby boy's gut, making him look even fatter.

Percy letting out a long happy sigh. His fat sloshing balls, lightening and lightly shrinking as the poor boy's gut grows. Percy keeps his cock inside the boy a little while longer, just letting his balls drain. “Well look at that, I gave the boy another meal, hehe. Now he owes me again, I think making him into my next load would make us even.”

Pre smeared the inside of Mitch's pants, blush along his face, looking at his boy totally destroyed by this stranger. Now he wanted to take his life somehow, he only blushed deeper. Seems watching all this unfold was awakening something in him. 

Either that, or it was something to do with the mind control. Maybe watching his son get molested and only feeling calm and relaxed as it happened is making him think he has to have wanted this. It'd only make sense, after all, why else would he be alright watching all this.

Percy slowly pulled out of the boy. The young cub's gut shrinking lightly as that cock leaves it. As Percy pulls out, the boy tries to scream out for help. Though all he managed to do was gargle scream into some cum. Maw overflowing from that insane load.


Percy gave the boy a wicked grin, grabbing at the back of his head. The boy was impossible to understand through the cum and throat damage, but his meaning was clear. He was begging for this all to end, and Percy was more than happy to start wrapping things up here.

With another ramming full force thrust, the boy's head slammed against that messy shaft. Moist, thick cum still drooling out of that cock tip. A little whimper from the boy who kept his maw shut tight. Not that it would help any as that cock was forced closer. Until, with a wet slopping sound, the young cub's head was forced inside.

The boy's body tensed up, frozen like a stone. He didn't understand what was happening. He tried to scream out, but that fat hyper length muffed him. Warm cock flesh hugging him from all sides. The slimy, warm cum oozing down and out that cock around the cub's shoulders. Trailing down his chubby, sloshing gut, dripping onto his semi hard cock before pooling on the ground.

Percy had the best evil grin on his face, knowing the boy's father could only watch. Giving the boy a moment to come out of shock, it wasn't as fun if he didn't struggle after all. Once the boy really understood where he was, he started struggling harder than ever. The boy thought he knew for a fact pee was stored in the balls and if he fell in he might get stuck forever. Though in reality a much less silly and worse fate was waiting for him.

Percy just let out a casual huff, forcing the boy's arms to his sides as he slowly fed the boy down. The heat coming from inside that shaft leaving the boy feeling a little faint, like he was trapped inside a sauna for way too long. The clenching made his body ache as he was forced to bend to flex as that cock did.

Once past the boy's chest came the best part of forcing the boy down. That cute slushy belly pressed against the tip of that shaft as Percy jerked off, lifting his shaft and the boy into the air. That belly, like a knot to an ass once it was inside he wasn't getting back out again. “Hey, could you lend a hand? I need help getting him down.”

It was safe to say the boy's father's pants were thoroughly ruined by pre-cum. His shaft throbbing like mad just watching, pupils shaking. He was just watching before, but now he started to push on his little boy's stomach helping to force his son down that length, careful not to get his hand stuck inside with him. His mind's attempt to rationalize why he was not only letting this happen, but also helping this stranger turned this confliction in his soul into pleasure. A deep-rooted corruption spreading in the man's soul.

Clearly he'd always wanted this to feed his son to a stranger and just never knew. That was it just something that made him feel amazing, it had to be the only explanation. In an attempt to keep himself sane, his mind had turned this conflict into a fetish for him. Within moments of groping his boy's gut and helping force him down, his mind broke completely, and any hidden anger had turned to desire.

His hands groping over his boy's body without needing to be told. Pushing down on that gut to help it into that needy shaft. The boy inside that cock, feeling cum from his gut gush up his throat. Forcing its way out his maw, making it even harder to breathe. His gut sliding in with ease with the help of his father. Mitch pressing his face to his son's semi hyper junk, feeling it up, licking along it.

That young junk dragging over him before sliding right on in. His little legs flailing on the way down. With little resistance, the boy finds himself sinking down into those hefty orbs much faster. Percy letting out a long huff as his balls fatten and stretch. The boy inside pushing out on all sides, best he can. Mitch had gotten on the floor and started worshiping those orbs.

Kneading at them, feeling his son's body starting to grow soft. The boy had fallen into a chamber filled with nearly boiling nut gunk. The thick tar like slop churning heavily in those orbs, making it hard for him to orientate himself. So dark inside, the only way to tell which was up was to feel for air. 

Honestly, so much wet sludge was dripping from the walls of those orbs, it was hard to tell where the air even was. But feeling himself getting a little soft was the worst of it, at least until the walls started to close in. Percy clenching down nice and hard, the boy crying out in pain as his body snapped. Arms and legs breaking, the boy crying out as the cream got even hotter. Feeling like it was searing his flesh off of him. Converting to heated ball slop.

A tear rolls down Mitch's cheek before he starts to jerk off, pressing his face into those orbs. “P-please do it harder?…” Percy couldn't believe it, he really wanted him to crush his little boy to death. The cat started to think he might not have needed the mind control now.

He clenched extra hard just for him, more than happy to feed into this man's growing corruption. His son's cries louder than anything for a few seconds before falling silent. Nothing left but the sounds of crushing bones and churning flesh left behind. A shame to kill him so quick, but this was just his first meal of the night, there were more boys to come.

He let his balls sag and relax for a moment, clenching a few more times till nothing was left but a few bones in the thick soup. Percy grabbing the boy's bucket as he jerked off, thinking about what all just happened. Blowing out a thick, sloppy load into that bucket. “Hey, can you hold this for me?”

Mitch took it eagerly, watching cum and occasional bones flow out that shaft into the candy bucket. Until it overflowed cum, splattering along the ground and across his shirt and pants. Percy letting out a long sigh as he finally finished up, the boy's half melted skull sputtering into the bucket, making a nice splash. His cock still dripping and oozing along the porch. “Oh, give me a pic of your boy, I want to jerk off thinking about this later. You can, uh, keep the bucket.”

Mitch stood up and smiled, handing the cat a pic from his wallet before heading on out. Waving goodbye, holding the overflowing bucket of boy spunk in one hand as he goes. Percy added the pic of the boy to his personal collection and cleaned up a bit before unlocking his porch again. Maybe if he's quick about cleaning, he can get up to thirty boys this year. It had been only 10 minutes, and he'd already scored his first kill of the night, after all.