At the far end of his street, at a dead end, Rumford kept a seat at his door, watching the TV in the next room as he waiting for any more trick-or-treat-ers, a nicely full bucket of candy on the table next to him.
Thing was, he was pretty much the only house on his street open for the night, so most weren't bothering the trip. It didn't bother Rum too much, since it mostly meant more candy for him the next day.
*Ding-Dong*
Then again, it was always nice to see the happy families about in costumes. He opened the door, bucket in hand, to-
"Trick or Treat, Give us Meat, Spurt out lots of cum to eat!"
Hearing the lewd greeting in in stereo nearly gave Rumford a heart attack. There was nobody in sight and the neighbors all had their lights out, most were probably out and about themselves. In front of Rumford was Bessi, the little bat from his vacation, and a friend of hers, both in skimpy little costumes that Rumford was honestly surprised were made in their sizes.
Rumford stepped back in surprise as the pair invited themselves in, Bessi locking the door and turning off the porch light as she did, "Heya, 'Daddy Chaser'. I told my friend here about you and she just had to cum and see you. I hope you have plenty of treats for us."
Her 'friend' stepped closer, toy handcuffs twirling around one finger as her other hand grasped the growing bulge in his pants, "Looks like you mave a serious weapon here, Sir, I'm afraid Officer Rouge will need to do a strip search."
The look of excitement on their faces as the hardening horse dong flopped out and against Rouge's cheek set the tone for the long, active night that followed, the pair of bats not leaving until early morning...of November 2nd, bellies and candy bags full of their favorite treats.
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Hey, it's still Halloween somewhere.
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