"TRICK OR TREAT!!!", the cubs cried out as the door opened, their already candy heavy bags open and ready to recieve more. A doberman man in a tutu stood there, smiling, holding a lime green bowl. "Oh my!", he said, an obvious erection in his tights, "All these adorable cubs and me out of candy!". "Aaaahhhhhh!!!", the cubs whined, turning to leave. "Oh but wait!", he said, setting the green bowl on a table next to the door, "I may have a few king sized candy bars left! Just tell me who you cuties are dressed as for my picture collection!".			They smiled as he pulled out his phone and aimed the camera at the bear cub on the left. The bear boy sat his candy sack down and struck an innocent pose, in contrast to his naked form. "I'm Boo Boo!", he almost cooed, giving his only article of clothing, a blue bowtie, a gentle tug. CLICK!, went the phone as it took the boy's picture. "Ooh, retro! Somebody loves classic cartoons!". The bear cub blushed and grabbed his bag, giving the little sheep next to him room to show off.								The female lamb was ready as the doberman turned his camera phone on her, making various silent motions. She pressed her paws against invisible walls, struggled to pull an invisible rope, and even lovingly suckled an invisble cock, all while the doberman took multiple pictures. "Ah, good mimes are so hard to find these days", the man said, eyeing the girl's exposed pull-up and tight striped shirt. "Excellent make-up work!", he said, praising the little sheep's snow white face.										A male golden retriever was next, wearing only a cloth diaper and a sash with the current year emblazened upon it. "Ooh! Baby New Year! And with an aunthentic pregnant belly. Impressive!", the man said, making sure to get plenty of angles of the boy's swollen gut. The lad blushed, glad so many people liked his cosplay as his own sister.				Finally, the real Baby New Year had hir turn. The pregnant herm pup was wearing a small, full-length trenchcoat with a pair of handcuffs hanging from hir side. "I'm McGruff the crime dog!", shi said crossing hir arms and cocking hir eyebrow at the guy in an authorative glare. "Oh my! I hope you're not here to use those cuffs on me!", the doberman said in mock fear, raising his paws up in defense. "Don't worry, I'm off duty. The only thing I wanna take a bite out of is candy!". The man chuckled, snapping the pic just as the herm pup pulled hir coat open, flashing hir pregnant belly and tented cloth diaper at him.					"My my my!", the man said, looking over the pics on his phone, "Thank you for the lovely contributions to my collection, kids. Here's your candy!". The man set his phone down and grabbed four massive name brand chocolate bars. He bent down and placed one in each cub's basket, sharing a passionate kiss with each child before standing back up. "I'll see you kids around sometime, unless... one of you would like to stay the night?".				Baby New Year shared a disappointed frown with hir brother and the lamb girl, "Sorry mister, we'd love to keep you company tonight, but we have business to take care of at the pumpkin patch. Well, except for...". She turned her head just in time to see hir bear friend step forward and plant a kiss right on the doberman's tights-covered erection. He looked up at the man, a sassy look in his eyes, "I'll be your Boo Boo if you'll be my Yogi!".	
	Later, at the pumpkin patch, Baby New Year stepped carefully over green vines, hir brother and the lamb cautiously copying her steps. "So...", Champ whispered nervously to his sister, "The spirit of Halloween lives in our town's pumpkin patch?". The pregnant herm gave hir pregnant brother a smirk, replying, "Yep! And the one in the next town over. And in France. And China. Pretty much any patch of pumpkins can host him on All Hallow's Eve".		The boy jumped a little as the lamb prodded him to keep moving deeper into the patch, "I! -er, what do you mean host? Like he throws a p-party?". His sister seemed to speed up slightly, moving ever further from the anxious lad. Worse, a dense fog began to slowly roll in, obscuring his sight of the younger pup. "Host as in, he possesses the biggest pumpkin in any given patch, and uses it to feed upon any cubs foolish enough to wander into his domain".												"W-what!", the boy yelped, his spine going rigid as he realized he had lost sight of hir. He looked behind him to check with the lamb, only to find she too had disappeared into the thick fog. "R-rebecca?", he stammered, realizing he could now only see an arms length ahead of himself now, "I-I changed my mind, Rebecca. You can meet him alone, I just wanna go home and eat my candy". The only answer he recieved was the wind blowing softly through the night air.												The boy started shaking, wanting more than anything to go home and hide in his mother's bosom. A kick in his tummy reminded him that he wasn't really alone. He needed to be brave for his baby. Champ took a deep breath, collecting all the gumpution he could and took a tentative step forward.										CAW!!! The boy's heart jumped into his throat, seemingly pushing all his courage out of him in the process. In a panic, the pup sprinted forward into the mist. By some miracle he managed to avoid tripping over any of the vines, though some other object caught his foot instead. By instinct he twisted to fall on his side, protecting his maternal occupant from impact as he slammed into the ground. 						Terrified he was about to be eaten by an evil spirit, the boy froze. Several seconds passed, but very little eating occured, the boy's curiousity causing him look at what he tripped over. Through the dense fog he saw a cub-sized lump. Another victim of the spirit!? He scrambled into a sitting position, then slowly leaned closer to get a better look.			It was the lamb! Vines were all over her, slowly feeding themselves into every orifice. From the two that tore though her pull-up to penetrate her nethers, to the large one gagging her throat, to the little ones creeping into her ears and nostrils. Champ fell back on his plump butt as she reached out to him, even as her eyes rolled back in her head.			Every instinct screamed at him to run as quickly as possible in any direction that took him away from this sight. But something deep inside him made him stay. The lamb was his friend. Sure she never actually spoke a word to anyone. And sure, no one knew her name or even where she came from, but dammit he couldn't just leave her to be eaten just because she was weird! Despite his fear, the boy pup reached out and grabbed at the vine in her maw, trying to pull it out.											Bad move. Immediately,  dozens of new vine burst from the ground around him. Champ barely had time to yelp as they wrapped around his wrists, ankles, waist and neck. But instead of penetrating him as he expected, the greenery lifted him upward. He did his best to thrash about, but his mighty boy strength seemed to have no effect on the plantlife's grip of him.													It was then that he noticed the glowing light. The pup ceased struggling as he tried to discern the source of the sudden illumintaion through the fog. There were two of them, green in color, and judging by the flickering, hed to be fire. As he watched they seemed to get closer, until they floated just a meter away from him. Suddenly an orange form seemed to come into being around the green flames, making them appear as burning irises.			"WHO DARES TRY TO STEAL MY MEAL!!!", the large form bellowed at him. Champ, immediately soaked his diaper with fear urine as he relized he hung before the a massive, pissed off jack-o-lantern monster. It's fiery eyes glared at him, even as his own eyes began to fill with terrified tears, "P-please, M-mis-ster P-pump-k-kin K-king! D-don't eat m-me and m-my f-riend and m-my s-sister!".									The monstrosity glared at him silently for a moment, the only sound being the boy's tears and hic-cups of fear and a nearby draggin sound. Suddenly, two cubs were hoisted into view, the lamb and Baby New Year, both thoroughly penetrated and moanig around the vines in their gullots. "YOU MEAN THESE!!!", the creature bellowed.						The boy went wide eyed as even his sister had fallen victim to the massive spirit, "Y-yes, s-sir! P-please let us g-go!". The spirit looked to each of the cubs, as if considering the request, "YOU WOULD DENY ME MY SUSTANENCE!? KILL HALLOWEEN FOR FUTURE GENERATIONS JUST TO SAVE YOUR OWN HIDE!?". The boy, though terrified, realized the spirit was right. Rebecca had told him each spirit needed to be appeased on their holiday or else the holiday would be lost. Could he really take halloween away from everyone?			"TAKE M-ME INSTEAD!", Champ finally shouted at the creature. "WHAT!?", it responded, cocking a carved eyebrow. "Eat me and let them go! I-I'm pregnant, so technically it's a fair trade!". The spirit narrowed it's massive eyes, "YOU THINK ME A FOOL, CHILD!?". The boy stammered back as best he could, "WHa- I-I don't kn-know what-". "I KNOW THE NEW YEAR SPIRIT IS ALSO PREGNANT! YOU WOULD HAVE ME TRADE THREE FOR TWO! SUCH TREACHERY WILL BE PUNISHED!!!".									Champ watched on in horror as the lamb was fed via the vines into the creatures maw, disappearing into the blacknees within. The boy screamed as the monster began to chew, a loud, wet crunching sound filling the night air. After what felt like an eternity to the horrified child, the spirit ceased chewing, and began to lower Baby New Year toward his maw. "WAIT! NO! T-take me instead of hir! I-if shi dies, th-then the next B-baby N-new Year won't b-be born to b-bless you n-next year!".								The Pumpkin King seemed to halt for a moment, considering. Champ was lowered toward the maw, a bittersweet sadness spreading through him as he prepared to sacrifice himself for his sister, and the whole world really. He took one last look at his sister as he was brought ever closer to his doom. Like the lamb, hir eyes were rolled back, but shi reached out toward him. He stretched his own paw to meet hir's, ready to share one last goodbye. When suddenly the creature tossed hir into it's maw.								"NNNOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!", the boy screamed as his baby sister disappeaered into the dark depths of the creture. It began chewing, a broad grin on it's face as it savored it's meal. "WHY!!!", Champ cried, devastated. The creature just glared at him, chewing at a leisurely pace. When it finally finished, the spirit answered, "BECAUSE NOBODY CROSSES THE PUMPKIN KING!!!". 										The vines around Champ suddenly launched him skyward. The screaming pup achieved enough height to clear the fog, revealing that it only encompassed the pumpkin patch. Had he more time, he would have tried to call out to someone, anyone to help him. Unfortunately, he could only scream in horror as he fell back toward the earth, and right into the waiting maw of the Pumpkin King.
"Champ. Champ, wake up!", the boy heard his sister say. Slowly, he opened his eyes to see hir face, "Rebecca? Are we in heaven?". The herm sat back and laughed, "Oh hohoho, no silly! We're in the Pumpkin King!". 									Champ looked around, finding that they were indeed inside a massive, carved out pumpkin. They were laying atop what appeared to be pumpkin pulp, with little seeds spread throughout. The walls were curved, with a slight orange hue to them. And as he sat up, he noticed that one side was carved out to match to massive face he saw from the outside, complete with burning green fiery eyes.								Eyes that were staring right at him! He screamed in terror, back pedaling wildly on his soggy diaper until he bumped into something warm. His head spun around to see the lamb. She was lounging in the pumpkin mush, vines still buried in her nethers, her pull-up nowhere to be seen, but only one near her face. The boy quickly realized she was sucking on it gently, and even giving it little kisses. The boy's eyes narrowed as he suddenly noticed how phallic shaped the tip of the vine was.									He snapped his head back to his sister, only to fing that she too had vines in hir nethers, but also one clamped around hir maleness, seemingly gently sucking on it. Hir diaper lay beside hir, torn up from the vines outside."Surprise!", shi said, lovingly stroking the vine. Champ turned to look at the evil face of the Pumpkin King, only to find a friendly, jovial face smiling back. "B-but I saw you guys get eaten!", the boy said, thoroughly confused.		Beside him, the lamb began pushing the mush around, while the vines squeezed a few seeds, crushing them together. Collectively, it sounded exactly like the monster's chewing had. "It was all a trick? We weren't eaten to death by an evil holiday spirit?", Champed asked his sister as shi crawled over to him, dragging the vines still buried deep in hir holes. Shi wrapped an arm around the clearly distressed boy and hugged him, "I'm sorry we upset you, but that's just how the first half of the ritual works".					"You have to convince your family you died right in front of them!?", Champ cried, aghast at the idea. Baby New Year just held her trembling brother tightly, "No, not specifically. But it does require someone to experience an extreme amount of fear. If we had told you before hand, it wouldn't have scared you and we would have had to drag some random cub in like last year". Champ just looked down at his wet cloth diaper, ashamed that he had wet himself like a baby over a trick.								Shi pat the front of his drenched diaper, "Don't worry, they all wet themselves. Some even pooped themselves, but you didn't. You even offered up yourself to save us. You were by far the bravest cub who we've ever tricked!". Champ perked up a little, and wrapped his arms around hir, returning the hug. "Hey!", Champ jumped a little as the Pumpkin King spoke, his voice no longer booming, "Remember a few years back when those twins started going into seizures! We had to cancel the whole performance and start over with a new cub after the ambulance came by".										Champ looked up at the spirit's cheery face, still a bit traumatized, but accepting that it was all an act, "Y-you were really scarey, ya know, Mister Pumpkin King". The face seemed pleased at his comment, "I should hope so! Can't be the spirit of Halloween if you can't spook the piss outta a few cubs every new and then. And might I say you were spectacularly brave to stand up to me like that, young one. The whole show transcends to a whole new level when the participants really give it there all! Bravo!".							It suddenly dawned on the lad that the Pumpkin King was less a horrorifying monster, and more proud theatrical performer, putting on a show for the fate of his holiday. Still, trembling slightly, the boy clmbed to his feet and beagn to clap. "Oh? What's this now? Are you alright, lad?", the face inquired as the child clapped at him. The boy smiled, "Every good performance deserves a standing ovation!". 							The face looked taken aback, unsure how to take this, "Well, I- I just did what I- I mean-". Baby New Year stood up to, followed closely by the lamb, and they joined Champ in clapping for the Pumpkin King. The face stood stunned for a moment, before it's eyes closed. The air shifted as it seemed to take a deep breath, "Thank you, young lad. Truly, I am grateful to be recognized for my hard work as a performer. Too few appreciate the skill required to cause them to soak there loins".								The cubs finally stopped clapping, and Champ turned to face his sister, "You said that was the first half of the ritual?". Shi smiled seductively up at hir big brother, tracing a finger through his chest fur, "Well, first comes the 'trick'. Then comes the 'treat'". Hir paw wandered down his pregnant belly until it met his diaper, where it plunged inside, seeking to wake the little red beast hiding within.										A shiver travelled up the boy's spine as his sister's paw gently fiddled with his sheathe, entirely undisturbed by it's current wetness. His back arched as his puphood quickly rose into her grasp, his shoulders meeting the paws of another. He looked over his shoulder to see the lamb giving him a deep massage, a welcome experience for his shot nerves. And lastly he felt the familiar feeling of a vine climbing up his leg.						Champ nearly leapt out of his skin, the feeling bringing the terror of earlier back momentarily. Fortunately, Baby New Year and the lamb held him steady. He let out a few more uncontrollable fear trembles, but they petered out as the vine snaked it's way into the underside of his wet diaper and tickled at his tailhole. The lad took a deep breath, relaxing as the vine seemed to be waiting for something.								Champ looked up at the Pumpkin King's inverted face, finding concern pointed right at him. Without speaking, the boy gave a quick nod. Suddenly the tip of the vine, which Champ now realized had a bulb on the end, pushed into him. His eyes snapped wide open, as his cocklet grew to full size almost instantly in his sister's paw. The lad had trouble standing as he felt the vine wriggle around inside him, slowly going deeper and deeper.			"Oh!", the Pumpkin King said, his vines halting, "Your, er, passenger?". Champ looked down at his pregnant belly. In all the excitement of the night, he had almost forgotten about his former best friend, now baby, Billy, resting inside him. He looked at his sister, concerned. "Don't worry, Bro", shi said, pulling off his rock hard member and gently lowering him onto his back, "That serum he drank made him more durable than you. Besides, I'm sure he would appreciate some attention after two months".								Champ once more nodded to the Pumpkin King, who happily resumed feeding his vines into the lad. Inside him, the vine bulb forced its way forward until it met with the unborn meerkat's tailhole. Baby New Year and the lamb gathered around Champ, and joined the lad in placing a paw each on his plump tummy. Through his fur and flesh, the cubs felt little Billy spasm and kick wildly as the vine pentrated his tiny hole. Champ could have even sworn he heard a coo of pleasure from within him.							Still keeping a paw on the boy's kicking tummy, the lamb straddled his hips and began to lower herself onto his cocklet. "B-but there's no room!", Champ said, worried about the mute girl as she lowered her vine filled cunny onto his tip. Seemingly ignoring him, the lamb reached down and grabbed his member guiding it in. Champ's head swam a little as she dragged his tip across her tiny clit, moaning out as she did, then further in. It pressed against the occupying vine for less than a centimeter before Champ felt the tip press against a tiny opening. The boy barely had time to realize what the hole was before the lamb slammed down on him, there hips meeting as he was forced into her urethra.					"Oh my gods! I'm in your pee hole! Are you okay!?", Champ cried out. The lamb's eyes rolled back slightly, a quiet murr escaping her lips. He attempted to sit up, hoping to aid the toddler, only for his sister to push him back down. "Don't worry, big brother, she can take it. And you can take me", Baby New Year said, locking lips with hir brother. His concern melted away as he relaxed into the familiar feeling of trading spit with his baby sister.			They wrestled each others tongues, each playfully trying to dominate the others mouth as Champs tummy wriggled pleasantly. Suddenly, the lad felt a tickle in the back of his throat. He tried to pull away, but his sister grabbed hold of his head and maintained the liplock. Confused, he looked to his sister, only to see a mischievious sparkle in hir eyes. The tickle grew as suddenly the vine burst out of his throat and filled his and his sister's shared maws. Champ froze as he realized the vine had gone all the way through him, and Billy, and was still going!												Champ felt the vine bulb press into his sister and move down hir throat. He was suddenly very glad they both had so much experience deep throating their dad. It felt so weird to have the thick vine coming out his throat at the same pace it entered his bum. He could have spent hours just letting the vine thread through him, but his attention was drawn away as the lamb seemed to come out of her trance and began slowly bouncing up and down on his cocklet. 												Champ moaned out around the vine. This was the tightest hole he had ever been in! every time she sank back down his cocklet compressed to nearly a third the size. He could feel his tip pierce into her bladder, carrying a little urine out with it as she rose up, only for it to be wrung back in by the pressure as she came back down. It was all so warm and tight, and wet, especially since his groin was already pre-soaked. It quickly became to much for him as he unloaded into the lamb.										Champ fought hard to remain concious as his spunk forced its way up his compressed peen, only adding to the intense pressure as he sprayed the inside of the toddler's bladder with puppy juice. He felt the lamb spasm wildly, as well as cuuny juice flood his lap, but amazingly, she managed to not only maintain, but increase her bouncing pace as she join him in orgasm. Champ was actually starting to worry the toddler was having a siezure, when an odd sight distracted him.										From under Baby New Year's tail the occupying vine seemed to widen. As Champ watched, he realized he was seeing the bulbed tip of the vine threaded through him coming out of his sister's bum. The vine grew longer, spreading toward the lamb and twisting around the other vine currently inside the girl's tailhole. While it disappeared from his view, Champ did see the lamb's eyes flutter as the vine plunged into her, braiding itself aroung the current one. How far was that one vine gonna go?							It only took a few minutes of pleasurable bouncing for the answer to appear on the lamb's lips. The bulb burst free of her maw and draped down to the ground. From there it snaked over to Baby New Years loins and braided itself around the vine in hir cunny, before plunging  in as well. Champ looked into his sister's eyes to see them flutter and rolled back as the vine seemed to finally cease its growth in side them.						Everyone took a moment to relax, Champ thinking the ritual was finally over. At least until he saw a bit of movement out of the corner of his eye. He turned slightly to see little bulges moving down the length of every vine in the room. His eyes widened as he realized they were heading towards them at a significant pace.	He looked to the others in panic, only to notice an odd expression on the Pumpkin King's inverted face. It only took Champ a moment to realize it was his O-face.									The first of the bulges soon reached Baby New Year and the lamb's loins. Champ watched his sister begin to orgasm violently as bulge after bulge pushed into hir bum and cunny. On his lap, the lamb also began to orgasm once more as bulges pushed into her, too. Each bulge pushing into her cunny pressed his already compressed member even more in her constricting urethra.											The feeling was so intense, he almost didn't notice when the first bulge pushed into his own tailhole. The next three, however, definitely got his attention. Bulge after bulge pushed into the pup, traveling through his nethers, into and through the pleasurably spasming Billy, and out his maw. From there, the bulges worked there way thoruough Baby New Year, along the ground, through the lamb, back along the ground, and finally into Baby New Year's cunny.											As Champ watched, struggling against his swimming mind, the girls' tummies began to swell. Whatever was in the vine was filling them quickly. Both babes continued to orgasm as an orange mush began to flood out of every orifice, including straight from Baby New Year's straight down Champ's throat. It was surprisingly sweet, like pumpkin pie. It was also everywhere, as for two straight minutes the pumpkin spunk pushed into the cubs, only to flood out any available exit. Champ joined his sister in one last orgasm before finally succumbing to unconciousness. The last thing he heard was a muffled, "Happy Halloween!", from the Pumpkin King.
Champ's eyes opened, seeing a dark sky above him. He looked around to find himself laying on the cool soil of the pumpkin patch. He saw his sister and the lamb sitting against a nearby pumpkin, there swollen bodies still dripping pumpkin mush from there loins. He looked down to see his own overly swollen gut, a quick rub confirming that Billy was still kicking softly inside a sea of mush.										"Happy Halloween, Champ", Baby New Year said, lovingly rubbing hir own swollen tummy. "Is it finally over?", Champ asked, watching the lamb trying to jam nearby vines into herself. "Yeah. But...", shi replied, a meak look on hir face, "We lost all our candy".			Champ's eyes went wide as he twisting back his head on screamed into the night air, "NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!".