It was that special time of the year when all the cute little cubbies got dressed up and would be strangers for tasty treats! Who didn't love this most special day? Especially guys like Duane, who was a roo that loved putting big things into tight little holes. Duane wasn't a normal guy by any stretch of the imagination, he was a biker at heart, loved whiskey, cigars, and kicking the shit out of people. He was rough and tough, and most people knew not to fuck with him because he'd beat you down, fuck you, and leave you bleeding out in a ditch with broken legs so you'd have to crawl your way to help. The roo stood an impressive six foot 8 inches tall. (203 cm) The roo was a powerhouse, to say the least, and he would fuck anything he could, boys, girls, adults, kids, it didn't matter to him, he loved getting his dick into anything and everything. 

Halloween held a special place in his heart though, because he always found a cute cub to wreck while still in costume. This year wasn't going to be any different than the rest. Sitting in front of a hotdog stand with the chopper he rode in on, it was that time of night when the little ones were just starting to come out and roam the streets, and the sight of those little bodies just begging to become a sheath for his roo dick had his bulge swelling up. It would have been easy enough to snag one of them off the street, but Duane always searched for a special cub that was dressed in a specific costume. Tonight he was going to find himself some sort of super hero cub, he would play the role of the villain, only this story had him being the winner. 

It was time to hop on the chopper and start cursing the neighborhoods in search of the doomed boy or girl. Tossing the trash from his hotdog onto the ground without a care, he hiked a leg up and swung it over his large heavy motorcycle and fired it up, hitting the throttle to make that classic loud rumble echo down the street before he rode out. Within just a few minutes he found a nice upper-middle-class neighborhood that was quite the fertile hunting ground, ridding past at least a dozen kids so far before he pulled off the side of a house that looks about right for what he needed. Snatching the duffel bag off the back of his bike, the roo padded his way up to the door, holding the bag with one hand, keeping it slung over his shoulder. With sunglasses perched on his muzzle, he rang the bell and waited for the door to open. 

As soon as the owner of the home opened the door and gave a friendly smile and a "Hello?" Duane pushed his way right inside, kicked the door shut, and moments later there was just one single loud cry, as he quickly dealt with the homeowner, taking the home for himself tonight, and for his special activities. It didn't take the brute long to subdue the poor person that was unlucky enough to have lived here, nor did it take long for the roo to unpack his duffel back in one of the house's spare bedrooms and get some gear setup for the fun that was going to be had shortly. Of course, no villain could go without a cool costume of his own, and Duane had one that showcased him as someone evil. The tight form-fitting spandex and latex outfit was dark red in color and was so tight to his body one could see the muscles of his chest and stomach through the thin form-fitting fabric. The shoulders had a row of gleaming chrome shiny metal spikes, his forearms had what looked like barbed wire wrapped around them, and on his large roo feet were a set of boots that would make any goth proud, running halfway up calf with industrial-like clamps to keep it locked tight to his limb. And of course lastly on his chest, was his supervillain symbol, the letters CK, which stood for cub killer, centered on top of a red paw print. 

Checking himself out in the mirror, Duane had to keep his own arousal under control, because this outfit, as it was designed, proudly showed off his package. His sheath and balls were clearly defined, and any erection or arousal was just going to be obvious. What was always amusing to him was how cubs would look at what he had between his legs on these nights, almost in awe. Just then the doorbell rang! A smile formed on his muzzle, it was time to hunt, time to find that one cub that was going to drain all the pedo cum out of his balls tonight. The owner of the home, a cougar female in both age and species made some muffled noises as she laid on the floor, bound and gagged. Duane looked down at her and prodded her with a boot. "If you know what's good for you, you'll shut the fuck up. Or you can keep making noise and I'll tear your arm off and beat you to death with it." he scowled down at the cougar who laid her ears back against her head and looked down at the floor. "That's what I thought." the doorbell rang again and he stepped out of the main bedroom and down the hall, a smile forming on his face, wondering just what kind of treat is going to be waiting at the door for him tonight.

Opening the door, Duane grinned ear to hear! "TRICK OR TREAT!" 

"Helloooo! And what do we have here. oh boy, a vicious swashbuckling pirate fox with a hook hand, and a princess mouse girl with cute fairy wings! Well, don't both of you look to be having fun tonight." The roo took the bowl of candy sitting beside the door and offered it up to the kids, his eyes molesting both the little ones in his own special way, causing his loins to stir just a bit. Of course, the boy and girl were happy to take their treat, thank the roo, and then run off. Duane poked his head out the door and looked up and down the sidewalk, murring as he looked for cubs that didn't have parents with them. There was always one, one boy or girl off by themselves, with no one watching them. And this year was no different. It took a good half an hour of waiting and answering the door before Duane got the boy he was looking for. 

"TRICK OR TREAT!" squeaked little Mason, a mouse of 8 years old, dressed up as Danger Mouse.

"GASP!" Duane put on his best-shocked face. "Danger Mouse! My arch nemesis! It seems you have found my hidden lair full of candy and treats! BUT you cannot defeat me, Danger Mouse!" Duane snagged the bowl of treats and held it to his chest. "You cannot have my cache of candy, unless..."

Mason giggled at the big evil roo's playful banter and overacting. "Hehe.. unless what! You're supposed to give me candy!" He said, sticking his bag out, opening it up and expecting a treat. 

"Oh, I am.. am I? Well, seeing you're the ONLY Danger Mouse I've seen tonight, how about we see how super you are! Defeat me in combat, and I will give you this ENTIRE, bowl of candy!" 

Mason's young eyes lit up, the bowl of candy was as big as he was, all that candy! It was going to be awesome! "Oh yeah! I'll kick your butt for sure, I'm Danger Mouse!" He said, closing his bag and standing there in the door. 

This is just where Duane wanted the boy, setting the bowl down, holding the door open a bit longer, he reached out, grabbed the boy by the wrist and yanked him through the door hard and fast, nearly tearing the kid's shoulder out of its socket. Poking his head out of the door, the roo looked up and down the street, good, no one saw it.

"Hey, mister owww.. my arm!" came from behind the roo who slammed the door shut, locked it, turned off the porch light and then turned to give all his evil attention to the little mouse.

"Oooh, I'm sorry Danger Mouse, I had to snag you up quick so no one saw!" He casually reached down and flipped up the eye patch that came with the outfit so both the mouse boy's eyes were looking up at him. His fur was soft on his fingertips, and the roo murred, feeling his dick swelling up already, outside of his control. The bulge between his legs even being noticed by the cub now. "C'mon kid, time for you and me to battle." He reached down, slipped his arm around the cub, lifted him up and carried him down the hall to the spare bedroom where he had already set up everything. The spare bedroom was simple enough, a bed, a dresser, and off in the corner was a tripod the roo had setup, with a camera and the red light was already on, recording everything happening on the bed. Using his thick tail Duane shut the bedroom door and then casually tossed the boy onto the bed. 

"You're in trouble Danger Mouse, I'm a super villain! I deal with super heroes like you ALL the time. Do you know who I am?"

Mason knelt in the center of the bed, looking up at the roo, and shook his head. "I don't think so. Who are you?" 

Grinning ear to ear Duane steps into frame, strikes a pose for the camera which showcases the huge erection inside his outfit. "I'm the evil, Cubby Killer!" and then Duane looks at the mouse boy with a classic rape face. With one foot planted on the bed to spread his thighs open and display the straining bulge between them, he gave a truly evil laugh. "C'mere Danger Mouse, and nuzzle my Cubby Killing Cock, and maybe I'll go easy on you!" Duane claimed, still acting and putting on the classic evil villain voice.

The boy looked at that large bulge of the adult-sized yiffer in his outfit and was a bit in awe of its size. It was quite big, bigger than any he had ever seen before. Mason felt a little strange at this moment, being told to come over and nuzzle it, but he was trying to play along with what he thought was still a game, a battle for candy. Flipping the eye patch back down, the little mouse flickered his tail behind him and said "I'm going to do JUST that, because I know, that is your weak spot!" having declared that, the big roo would have to accept it and when Mason crawled over on his knees and started to nuzzle and rub his face along the thick bulge, Duane reacted accordingly, like any pedo, by palming the side of Mason's face and grinding his hips forward.

"Mmmm yeah, ohhh you found my weak spot, ohhh nooo no no... you're draining me of my strength with every nuzzle kiss and lick!" he hinted at the boy. 

As you'd expect any 8-year-old boy to do, he picks up on the suggestion and starts kissing and licking over the fabric where that large tube runs right up to the middle, and draw out more grunts and groans from the bigger evil roo. Mason continues to play his part in the game "You cannot win Cubby Killer, your days of killing cubs is over!" claimed the boy as he dragged his tongue over that musky tasting fabric a few more times.

Duane was leaking precum as seen by the change in color on the spandex at the head of his cock bulge. He grabbed Mason by the shoulders and then pinned the boy onto his back, on the bed. The roo climbed up onto the bed with his knees, looming over the cub. "I'm not out of energy yet. In fact, I'm going to use my special weapon to drain you of your energy, little cubby Danger Mouse!" Reaching down with one hand while using the other one to keep the boy pinned down to the bed, Duane slipped that spandex down his crotch and let his cock and balls flop out into the open. Mason's eyes went wide as he looked at foot long roo dick which dribbled clear precum off the thick cock head. The boy lifted the eye patch off his one eye so he could look at that yiffer better. Mason found himself unable to move or speak for several moments. Duane was quick to use this to his advantage. 

"Yes, my super Cub Killing Cock cant be resisted by boys and girls like you, one look at they can't look away, one sniff, and they can't run away, one lick, and they let it drain all the energy out of their tiny bodies!" Duane used a hand to stroke that hard dick and more precum dribbled out of the end of it. Climbing further over the little cub, he brought the very head of that cock to the boy's lips, kissing them with his precum slick cock head. "Lick it." The tone was demanding, and Mason looked up at the evil roo's face and knew he best does what was told of him. 

Those lips parted, his tongue came out, and he licked warmly right up to the middle of that piss slit which leaked out clear somewhat sweet and salty tasting fluid. Of course when that lick game, Duane pressed his cock forward and put the head of it into that sweet rodent muzzle. "Mmmm, good boy, now, suck on it real good.. and maybe when you're done Danger Mouse, I'll let you keep that bowl of candy an go home. If not.. then my cock is gonna drain all the life out of you like it has to other boys."

Mason didn't really know if this was still a game or not, but, if the roo wanted him to suck and lick, he felt like that is what he had to do. The room was soon filled with the sounds of oral sex, a big fat pedo cock head being sucked on by 8-year-old lips, and Duane was content to hold his position straddling the little boy and let his balls feed the kid fresh precum right out of the tap. Though as the kid was sucking his cock head and using that warm little tongue to lap up his precum, Duane's hands were busy working the costume off Mason's body. "You're helpless now Danger Mouse, you're at my full mercy, there is nothing you can do to escape. I can and will do anything I want to you. And first, we're going to get you undressed." he said just as he pulled the boy's pants off his cute little cub feet. He dropped it down to the side of the bed. Then he slipped that eye patch up and off before giving the boy a nice rub between his ears. "Now I'm gonna pull my dick out of your mouth, and you're gonna take your shirt off, and then, you're gonna hug your knees to your chest, and I'm gonna finish, draining you of your life with my cock. 

There was a sexy slurpish pop as Duane pulled his slick purple colored cock head out of the kids suckling muzzle. That kid was sucking it good! It was almost a shame to have to stop the oral sex, but the roo was ready to move onto something a bit more personal. Mason, of course, pulled his shirt up and off, and Duane slipped the boy's undies down and off his legs, leaving him nude before the cub pulled his knees up to his own chest and hugged them tightly, exposing that tight backside. Snatching a pillow from above the boy's head, Duane slipped it under the cub's body to elevate that ass up so he could angle his cock into it. Guiding his dick with a hand, he looked down into Mason's eyes. "Mmmm, here is the true test, if you survive this, and don't beg for mercy, you can go home with all the candy in the bowl. But.. if you beg for me to stop, and cry uncle before I'm done..." he leans in, getting nose to nose with the boy "..my Cub Killing Cock is gonna drain ALL the life out of you." The head of that cock pressed to that little hole, and Mason gave a worried whimper, nodding his head as he understood the rules of the game that Duane told him.

Pressing down on the mouse boy's shoulders to pin him in place, the roo slid his hips forward and started to cave in that sweet little ass, more and more, until it finally gave in and his cock head popped into that little rectum. Mason yelped, cause it hurt taking something so thick, but Duane wasn't going to stop if anything he pushed harder, because his cock got a taste of that intense child heat inside that body, and he couldn't wait to feel it engulf his entire cock. He was quick to sink several inches into that little rump, using up the bit of saliva left on it from the earlier fun. Now the friction was too much for him to easily sink in deeper. "Grr.. putting up a bit of struggle are we Danger Mouse, well, I got something to deal with that!" he said with a smile, licking over the boy's cheek in a lewd way that left him shivering. 

Duane reached out to the dresser and snagged a bottle of lube he set out just for this and poured a healthy amount onto his exposed cock. Using his fingers he spread it over his shaft and then tossed the bottle over his shoulder to thunk against the wall and floor. With his thick foot-long prick ready to go all the way in now, he looked down and just admired the sight of his dick, a few inches already up inside this kid, and so much dick left that was going to be forced into that little ass. It was a sexy sight. Gripping his hands around the boy's hips and thighs, he compressed those legs even more to the mouse's body. "No stopping it now." He said, and then pulled the little mouse's body down on his cock, instead of pressing his own hips forward. Mason was left to arch his head back and groan as that thick cock pushed into him, filling him, compressing his insides as more dick swelled up into his guts.

"UNnhg.. oh. oh.. oh mm..mm.mister cub killer.. ahhh.. AHHHHHWAHHH OOWIE OWWIE OWWIE!" The boy complained, Duane paused his descent into that heavenly child rectum, over half his dick swallowed by that little body. He gave the boy time to try and recover, while he flexed his cock inside that kid and watched the cute little reactions he gave when he did.

"Yes, my cock is far too much for the likes of you, it's too much for most adults, and you're only what.. 9 or 10 years boy?"

Whimpering loudly he shook his head "I'm 8!" 

"Oooh, that's even tougher, for you. But don't worry, we'll get it all the way up inside you." he leaned forward over the boy, coming nose to nose with him again, the bending of that cock making Mason shake and shudder. Once the roo had the boy's attention and was looking into his eyes he said "I've put all this cock into boy's half your age, so I'm sure we can force it up into you no problem." a sickly sweet kiss to the boy's lips came before Duane straightened up. He looked over at the camera "Besides, everyone wants to see you take 12 inches of roo dick!" he winked at the camera before directing his attention back to the boy. His fingers clenched into the cub's flanks, and then with the strength in his arms, and his haunches, he shoved forward, yanked the kid down, and rammed the rest of his cock up into that body, and in the process, broke some things inside of the kid. His cock absolutely felt thinks to tear, but the rush of heat and the joy of feeling every inch of his dick now wrapped up inside a living cub, it made the room almost cum right then and there. "UNNNGHH FUCK YES! I'm in.. I'm all the way in.. can you feel it kid.. my cock.. mmm draining the life out of you!?" Duane started to lazily thrust, pulling back a few inches and then pressing it right back up into the mouse. 

Mason was crying now, that ramming thrust, it hurt him badly on the inside and he felt it. Despite some heavy crying, Duane was surprised when the boy didn't beg for him to stop! But that was the game now if the boy begged for mercy, begged him to stop, the roo would end him. Grinning from ear to ear Duane took his time in raping the mouse boy with his cock, slowly pulling it back and pushing it in, stroking with different depths and lengths, never the same. Sometime he'd pull far back, more than halfway, leaving Mason's insides feeling empty and void, but only for a short time until that cock was pushed fully back into him. That little ring was strained so bad, but it hugged that cock perfectly as it fucked in and out of that cub. Every thrust ended with the full 12 inches being inserted back into the mouse. 

Duane grabbed Mason's ankles together and drew those paw up to his muzzle so he could take a few licks across those pads and soles, leaving them damp with his own saliva. The pedo roo truly enjoyed looking down and seeing the sight of his cock pulling back from that ass, and sinking back into it all the way until it was gone. Of course as big as he was, the head of that cock was reaching deep enough to cause a nice sexy bulge right in the boy's tummy. The roo directed Mason's own hands to where the bulge was, telling him to press down on it. Of course, when the boy did, Duane could feel it, enjoy it, flex his cock and make it press up against those palms harder. 

Sliding an arm under the mouse's back, he lifted the boy off the bed and held him close and started to lightly bounce the cub on his dick while giving short little thrusts forward to keep the steady bouncing that cock. "Yeah, you're no match for my rapid life draining technique! Go on Danger Mouse, beg me to end it for you, lose to the Cubby Killer like all the others!" he encouraged the boy, turning his body on the bed so the camera in the corner could get a perfect shot of the mouse's body being railed by that thick cock jutting up into his ass from below. Duane could see the look on Mason's face, the boy was on edge, about to crumble, he just needed to give him the chance to give in. Dropping Mason all the way down on his cock and holding him there he paused in his rape of the kid long enough to murr and ask him. "Is there something you want to say?" and again Duane was flexing his cock inside the boy, hidden from the camera, but the little tenses and jerks of the rodent's little body showed there was still something going on inside him unseen. 

Mason was panting hard and fast, his insides aching, tear tracks in his face fur, mouth hanging open to breath easier. "Please.. no more.. you win!" Duane stopped flexing his cock and licked over his lips, slowly lowering his head down to kiss the boy's forehead. 

"Mmmm, you lasted a good long time Danger Mouse, but your demise was always going to happen. I guess it's time to inject you with a lethal dosage of poison now." Duane growled and bit into his bottom lip a bit and started to thrust his hips, up and down, the camera again catching sight of that cock pulling out of the cub and going back up into him. Duane was going for the release now, and it wasn't going to take long. The evil roo arched his back pulled the boy all the way down on his cock, grabbed the boy by the back of his head fur and yanked his head back hard, leaving his throat all exposed and nearly breaking the kid's neck from the sharp pull. Mason cried out in pain and that sound is what helped Duane over the edge and soon his cock was blasting hot fresh white pedophile cum right into the broken and bruised up insides of this special trick or treater. "UNNGH FUCK YES YES YEEESSSS take that full load kid! Ungh!" he groaned and shouted, emptying the contents of his nuts into that little rodent tummy from behind. "Mmm yeah... oh all that poisoned cum is inside you now Danger Mouse.. it's only a matter of time." Duane said as he laid the kid down on his back and slowly pulled his cock free of that soon to be corpse. His cock was spent and already starting to droop downward now that he had unloaded his nuts.

Duane tucked himself back into his outfit, slick and wet from the fresh child fucking that just took place. Mason laid there, breathing in short huffs. Duane felt his insides break, the boy has been bleeding out on the inside for a while now, and he didn't have that much longer. He stretched out along the mouse body, laying with him, facing the camera. He kissed the kid's face, gently petting the front of the boy's body. Looking into the camera he says "Cub Killer strikes again and defeats another superhero." He kisses the side of the boy's cheek and then Mason's head rolls to the side, limp, his chest stops rising up and down, the room is silent for a moment. "No more Danger Mouse everyone." he gives a wink to the camera and slides off the bed. Going over to the camera, he hits the stop button. 

Another happy Halloween for the evil roo is finished.