Halloween night rolled around without in the blink of an eye. Kids were walking around without a care in the world, bags slowly being loaded up with candy of all types, dressed up as any and all creatures of the night. Dragons, demons, ghosts, witches, ghouls and the like. Dark chilly winds. Clear skies partially bathed orange as the sun begins to set. It couldn’t be a more perfect night for trick or treating. Local neighbourhoods were even getting into the festive spirit! Carved pumpkins, candle walkways, bowls of candy lined every available house with their lights on. Even those not offering candy had some fun details on their house like spider webs, hay bales and everything a kid could want! On the adult side of things however, things were a bit more sinister. It was warned that young men as young as 7 to as old as 40 should stay home by the local police. No one listened to their requests and on one would dare miss out on the festive spirit! The sound of people screaming in playful fun filled the streets, the giggles of those enjoying their night. Pumpkin spice, sugar sweets of all kinds, smores roasted by open bonfires. It was a seemingly perfect Halloween night. At least for those not captivated by the witches spell. Many of them did not realize they had fallen to her charms. No. They were captured in a perfect hypnosis. They would leave and gather towards the forest, unseen by the cops who tried to save them. High above the sky, the witch flew on her custom broomstick. Legs crossed, a cunning smile crossed her lips as her familiar silhouette was being casted by the full moon behind her. Minnie Mouse, “loyal” wife of Mickey, took her magical skills out for some much needed fun and dressed for the occasion. Purple striped leggings that made her impressive thighs stick out, giving her already tantalizing ass more volume. A unitard as thin as paper, doing little to hide her impressive bush. Her custom witches hat, imbued with her sexual desires, gave her magical power that could put Mickey’s to shame. The hornier she is, the more potent her spells become. And as lustful as she is, nothing could stop her. No one could resist her control. Flying over to the open bonfire she set for her toys to collect, Minnie went to the biggest one first. A family man, dressed up like Franksenstine’s monster in a tuxedo. Her ears perked up as she spied a bulge in his suit. That same, devious smile on her lips grew in size as her meat puppet already understood what to do. Minnie came face to face with a potent, ugly cock. Unwashed and layered in her favorite pre-sex meal with lots of skin. He pulled his foreskin back and Minnie’s eyes sparkled as she saw and smelled the ever pungent aroma of cock cheese. The tratious mouse wife took her toy member into her mouth, gathering every last strand she could with her naughty tongue. The men around could only watch as the first was service by the queen of Disneyland herself. ‘Oh god yes! Give me your dirty cocks!’ Her innermost desires came out as clear as a bell in the dead of night to them all. The sex starved witched pulled back, guling down her filthy and well earned meal. She found herself surrounded by her prey. All of them, playing with their cocks like the young boys, some of them are; eager to please her desires and wishes. “Come on… Shower me! I want to stink when I come back home to Mickey!” Her voice echoed in the gathering. “Don’t any one of you cum until I say so!” The final words were punctuated by a sharp pain in the men's heads, hinting at her potential displeasure if her demands weren’t met. Like zombie soldiers, they could only follow the orders given to them. The sounds of the crackling fire and whistling winds paled in comparison to the rustling, sticky wet sounds of multiple packages stroking for her pleasure. Some men were groaning, trying not to finish too early for their mistress. Minnie’s magic made them want to do what she wanted, down to the letter. Some of the younger boys were panting so hard, they sounded like they were gasping for air as if running laps. Many whimpered, moaned and begged for her permission to finish. “PLEASE LET ME CUM!” Came a booming older voice “M-Mistress, let us finish! It hurts so bad!” begged a younger but strong voice “I-I-I-I- feel so-so-something coming!” a little cub said, whimpering as the new sensation of pleasure was more than he was ready for. Minnie closed her eyes as she breathed into the smell of the impending climaxes. The potent, mind numbing collection of sweaty, eager cocks she gathered was just what the little witch desired. Sliding one finger between her thighs, Minnie stifled a giggle and moan as she got off to the sickening odorous smell of filthy meat. Placing her broom down, the slutty mouse got ready for the next part. Minnie got on her knees, mouth open and tongue out, begging for what she wanted. What she needed. ‘Cum…!’ The order hit them all like a run of bricks. Minnie heard and felt them all moaning, followed soon by her being assaulted by a torrent of nastyu seed. Thick, watery, clear, white, yellowish; you name it, she got a good face full of it. Not a single spot on her body remained safe as strangers' seed hit her not so delicate frame. The lucky men who could hit her mouth were greeted with the vision of Minnie Mouse chewing on the thick combination of baby batter before chugging it down as if it was cheap beer. With an unladylike belch, she stood back up, the spot between her legs wet. Not from a couple of good shots from the generous bukkakke of thirty or so men but her own cum. So much of a bitch, she got off on the meer taste and smell of cum. Sticky and eager, Minnie sent off the stragglers who could barely keep themselves standing. The only one left being the Frankenstein monster she started with. Easily the biggest of the bunch, his monster was the perfect match for his costume. Thick, dark brown and lined with veins that could make a body builder jealous. His balls looked and felt like soft boiled eggs. Minnie took a moment to stuff her nose into them, breathing in the source of the ever enticing stink that would break the will of weaker women. For her, it was just like smelling her favorite flower. Minnie wasted no time. She shoved him to the ground with her magic. From his hypnotized eyes, the frankenstein monster saw the cum slick witch looming over him. Her big famous ears silhouetted against the moonlight. If he could think, he would marvel at the beauty of terror as her eyes began to glow with dark purple magic. She pulled her leotard to the side, showing off her little pussy, rubbing right up against his bitch breaker. “Empty those nasty monster balls inside me until your empty, you worthless fuck stick!” Her normal, sweet kind voice saying these things would be too much for most. But her personal living dildo, it was just an order. Like a monster, his big hands grabbed her hips and pulled her down to the base in one swoop. Minnie could barely speak anything that meant words as she was fucked like a cheap drug store pocket pussy. Her witch outfit, already ruined from being blasted with cum, has the spot above her belly as the monster cock fucked her down to the womb. For ten or so minutes straight, Minnie rode on cloud nine as her cunt was being reduced to just a meat hole and ravaged like the whore she truly is. Fucked by countless rods of all shapes, sizes and species, this was just another fun evening for her. She felt a hot surge of honey thick love juices flowing into her womb, threatening to make her pregnant like the many before it. Time will only tell if her latest stud can force its way into her little eggs. Here mousy girls were eager to meet the lucky bastards that could make it to them. They were far from done however. Her living sex toy pinned her down anf humped her like a teenager having sex for the first time. Pinned down, pumped and crushed under his weight, Minnie wailed as she came around him. Begging for more until he was empty like she ordered. “Oh! Oh Oh Oh!!! That’s it! Pout it all in! Oh fu-GIVE ME YOUR CUM!!” She growled. On her sides, against a tree, cowgirl, etc. Minnie forced her slave to take her in every position she could imagine. Thanks to his impressive size and girth, Minnie felt like the spoiled rotten slut she is as her sacred place for her husband Mickey, her love tunnel, was being wrecked by this mammoth of a monster cock. Just like the many before him and the many MANY more after... As the dead of night reached its apex and as the bonfire she lit slowly began to fade, the last cock of the night finally gave in. His balls spent and his body weakened to the point he couldn’t move. Not to mention his costume was a wreck of mouse girl cum, sweat and the foregin sweat of another female that wasn’t his own wife. Just to sweeten the deal, Minnie slipped off the wedding band on his finger and added it to the collection she’d started some time ago. Soon enough she could make a necklace entirely out of the conquered cocks she’d taken away from various wives. The end result of her little trice as she flew off into the moon would be apparent. Her clothes were a mess of sticky residue. Her outfit has a nice big tear on her lower stomach region. She stunk of what could only be described as a whore house. But to top it all off, her stomach has a noticeable bulge. A friendly leftover from her last studs baby batter trying to make a nice comfy home inside her alley way of a womb. She could just make it disappear with magic but her children could always use more playmates… She giggled to herself as she planned to sleep with Mickey tonight once she got home. She knew his boys were strong but the cramps in her tummy said the strangers had some potent fighters of his own. Afterall, more sex for the little nympho is a good thing for everyone. What a way to end Halloween!