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Down the Pipes Ch. 6

Stalk-O-Ween

2016 Halloween special 5/5

"I don't know Mark this sounds fun and all but I think I'd prefer to just stay in get some gaming in" Nate whined as the dalmatian tossed him tight leather pants and a ruffled shirt. "Besides this really isn't me"

"Huh oh those aren't for you I have ass-less chaps for you to wear and a nipple duster shirt" the dog said as he tossed over more leather pants and a mesh net shirt.

"No way I may enjoy a lot of asses but this is going too far even for this place you are taking me what's the name again up the ass?" the coon chittered as he looked at the pants which as promised had no ass and a removable crotch held on by buttons.

"No it's called Down the Pipes and it's a flush club you'll love it" the dog brought over a box of clothes as he talked. "Here look through these if you don't wanna wear that I was gonna have you be a techno modern cowboy who liked to enjoy butt play"

"Heh yeah that sounds fun and all but the groping would hurt my beautiful butt." The coon dug into the box and pulled out a pair of black slacks another ruffled shirt and a cape, "good I can be a warlock."

"Sounds good to me" the dog said as he finished fussing and sat down to watched the raccoon slip into his costume.

"You know I need tonight now that I think of it I've been having a terrible time lately. Somebody has been sending me creepy letters with no address." He worked the pants up his legs then sat next to the dog.

"Oh what kind of notes?" the dog asked as he gave the coons paw a gentle squeeze.

"Oh nothing too terrible just things like I've been watching you, I enjoy when you shower alone, I like to watch you take a dump please let me watch more." Nate said as he worked the shirt on. "I've been so freaked I changed the locks on the door, I've even taken to sleeping as my flushmaster just hoping I can hide from the creep and the doors have been opened at times."

"Wow that sounds like it's been a night mare are you sure it's a good idea to go out tonight?" Mark asked as he cuddled Nate close.

"I'm positive I need to get out and forget that things are happening that I can't control and the police can't prove" he stood and put the cape on and slicked back his hair "besides it's my birthday and I will enjoy it or else now come my pet to this club, umm what's the place like again?"

Mark chuckled then stood up and put a mask over his eyes then put on a flat brimmed cowboys hat. "Well like I said it's a flush club specializing in vore so I know you can find things to do. Tonight though they are supposed to be doing a haunted house theme" the dog said happy to see the change that had come over his friend.

The two left Mark's apartment and they took a cab to the club. Mark had prepared for the night and called ahead so they could bypass the usual extra-long wait to get into the club. Brutus winked as the dog passed and groped both furs just for the effect of meeps and blushes.

Inside things had been changed. Cobwebs dangled off the pipes the lights had been purposefully set lower and decorative dust was laid out in places. A fake buffet table had been prepared to look like a Halloween feast gone wrong and the music was somber and haunting. Some furs were on the dance floor trying to dance to it but funeral dirges just don't have the energy to move people even for slow dancing. The bar was doing a major turnout and Todd and Jack were both dressed in ghoulish costume.

Mark led the way to the bar and introduced the raccoon to the big draft Clydesdale. "Jack this is my friend Nathan it's his birthday today so could you do something special?"

Jack nodded, "sure thing first off let's get him the complimentary birthday drink" Jack worked some bottles and ice and shakers and even a slush machine before putting a fruity mixed drink in front of Nate, "hope you enjoy this special birthday cake zombie"

Nate took a sip of the drink and chittered happily then churled as he took another, "ooo its divine it really tastes like cake how did you do that?"

The big horse whinnied and chuckled "eh heh, heh, heh, heh, sorry kid trade secret don't forget to blow out the candles"

The raccoon did and while Jack wondered off to serve someone else Mark tried to weasel out of him his wish. Nate refused and instead sipped on the drink sharing a straw with the dog. They watched the stage where a strip show was going on males and females were dancing up there flashing their asses for all to enjoy. The lights were even adjusted at one point and the only thing the crowd could see were well wrapped butts glowing then the underwear was tossed off and fur paint gleamed across the cheeks of the performers showing off Jack o' Lanterns.

Nate loved it and in the relaxed atmosphere he didn't notice anybody watching him. Jack came back and got the two another drink each this time.

"By the way be careful in here tonight I'll let you two know this only, I hired a professional fur to sneak around and ignore the bracelets so you could be talking to the secret Halloween stalker and they could be talking to their meal." The horse set to glasses up on the counter then went back to helping other furs get loosened up.

"Heh that sounds like your problem Nate" the dog said as he sipped on an orange drink that hat a slight froth to it.

"Y-yeah only mine isn't so benign now is it?" the coon asked

"Bah don't worry you are in a club where if you get too creepy the bouncer likes to swallow you up then spend time with you his private bathroom and a copy of the evening blimp" Mark stole a sip from the green drink Nate had and murrled. "Come on lets go explore you deserve to see the whole place. So basement or go on up the stairs?"

"Hmmm basement then lets climb on up" the coon said downing the drink quickly and standing.

Mark followed suit and they were soon plodding down the stairs to the basement. The basement was an odd place toilets lined the walls in a smaller room and you could even adjust them to watch private strip shows or other such shows. Many of the commodes had fur patterns to them and to the coons surprise he found they were furs who enjoyed being used as toilets. They didn't spend long in the basement since not much was going on down there that night and instead headed up for the other floors.

The second floor Nate found was a lot like the first decked out for Halloween and being waited on by ghoulish staff. A few furs up here were naked and some were even swallowing other furs. The coon stole a peak of a nice bare bear ass only to watch a pair of footpaws slurp on up it. The show up here was another strip show but it was obvious where the performers were going they had tossed the clothes they were wearing piece by piece into a transparent toilet and then they performed a synchronized swimming routine before the commode flushed taking them out.

Mark dragged Nate on up to the third floor. Tonight it was dark as well and the cockvore performers were playfully performing a bit of puppetry. Their members were glowing under black lights thanks to paint and little droplets of cum. The floor shimmered and had a glossy swirl to it thanks to previous shows. Bowls around the room glowed with droplets of cum or occasionally masses of cum that had yet to be flushed.

"you need to play in the milking room at least once" Mark said as he pulled Nate into the room and up to a moaning bull who's cock was dripping glowing pre into the waters below.

"Heh okay but only once" Nate said latching onto the bull cock and working it up and down slowly.

He worked over it the way he liked to play with his own and even playfully teased the hole that had likely consumed so many furs before. Nate worked it over good getting the bull to stream pre and moan "harder harder harder please I need this." The coon got into it pulling that cock until with a final bullish mooing the cock shot a stream of cum into the waters where it swirled in a hypnotic glowing pattern. Nate flushed for the bull then mark pulled him on.

The entire time they were playing on the third floor they were being watched. A figure in black robes and a ghoul like fright mask kept its eyes on Nate and gently groped itself. Jack however was having his own interesting problems. He had poured a drink when he got a call from Marvin to come on down to the basement changing rooms for the performers. He slipped on his headset and headed on down to the rooms.

"Okay Okay what is the problem?" he asked as Marvin and Barney as they shuffled on their hooves.

"Well you see its like this boss" Marvin began "We were gonna take a break..."

"Yeah we were taking a break" Barney broke in, "We just wanted to rest up a bit before the next show and well we went into one of the guest rooms for outside performers"

"out with it we don't have all night you two" Jack said losing his temper and snorting gently.

"Okay well look" Marvin said holding out black robes and a special purple bracelet

Jack took the objects and looked at them letting his eyes grow wide, "these are supposed to be used by the private stalker I hired to make the night more fun why are they in here?"

"Umm well let's put it this way boss whoever did this needs to learn to flush" Marvin said as he pushed the door open and jack could see the skull toped pile of scat in the commode in the changing room.

"So what you're telling me is I hired a theatrical stalker for some Halloween fun and instead he gets digested and not flushed in his room and replaced?" the horse crossed the room to look at the mess "Perfect just perfect" he sighed before flushing the John and letting it gurgle the poor fox away.

Up on the fourth floor Mark and Nate were watching an anal vore show. Mark was enjoying the fun of watching the Halloweened act. Nate was enjoying the different butts being put on display. Round jiggly ones swallowed up extra tight ones, tight ones were filled with bubble butts, it went on and on, and the coon just couldn't get enough. When the show ended with the performers flushing their waste Nate had managed to fap out a nice load into the pot he was resting on.

Mark let him rest and flush while he got them a drink. While the dog was gone a fur dressed in black robes and fright mask came up to Nate and whispered, "You look good like that my pet soon I will enjoy that and more out of you" then the fur rushed off leaving Nate freaked out.

When mark got back and handed him the drink nate was still shaking slightly, "what's wrong?" the dog asked.

"I just got a creepy message from a fur in black robes he said he was gonna do stuff to me?" Nate accepted the drink and downed it all

"What kind fo things?" Mark offered the drink he had gotten for himself and Nate gratefully accepted it as well.

"he said something about tasting me completely" the raccoon said as he downed the second drink.

"Uh Nathan I hate to tell you this but you are in a club where that stuff happens a lot you know that right?" Mark asked taking the second empty glass and heading for the bar with the frightened raccoon in tow.

"Well yes but the way he said it was just sooo creepy" was Nate's lame reply

"Look its Halloween we are in a different kind of club just choose to take it as a compliment and let's move on" mark said as he dropped of the glasses and then lead the coon on up the stairs.

They didn't take much time on the micro floor. The micros were busy reenacting Gulliver's travels but with slight twists. One group would explore a macros cock, another the macros ass and still another its mouth jus for the fun of it. They left shortly after and visited the oral vore floor. Nate relaxed again as they watched a sensuous swallowing show on the stage and the subsequent disposal.

Mark even got Nate to merge with a toilet on the floor and he was able to vore several unsuspecting furs this way. Mark would chat the furs up and invite them to make out or let him watch them dispose of their current guests. Then he would lead them over to Nate in toilet form and just as the fur was getting comfy Nate would open up his bowl and galooosh them on down his pipes. They did this several times before Mark went to dance for a period leaving the toilet/coon alone.

While Mark was gone the creepy fur came over and smirked at Nate before sitting on his lips. "You thought you could hide from me my love this from won't keep you safe." The fur said.

Nathan found to his horror he couldn't flush the fur down and end the misery. The fur actually began to use Nate letting nasty logs filled with bones and acid worn skulls splash into this bowl/mouth. The fur sat there for a long time before he finished up by pissing and actually jacking his cock into the bowl. The fur looked at Nate as he stood over him then pulled up his mask letting Nate see his face clearly. It was a black cat with lightly glowing green eyes. He then put the mask back on and flushed before whispering to Nate.

"Soon that will be you my love but not yet midnight approaches." The cat whisked off after that quickly.

Mark returned and Nate couldn't get out of the flushmaster fast enough. Mark had to activate the release and Nate pooled in the bowl before his body was restored and he could sit there and shudder. "He used me mark and the way he spoke to me I'm scared soo scared." Nate looked round the club and shuddered some more.

Mark comforted him then took him back to the first floor. Jack was in a tizz delivering drinks and talking with attendants on all the floors. He was trying to search out the false stalker who was apparently stalking someone. He wasn't having much luck with this especially since the mask had been found floating in a commode on the fourth floor. The robes were shredded around the floor and looked ot have been used for wiping.

Mark and Nate rested at the bar and Jack set them up with drinks. He didn't stay to talk but went back to work. Mark sipped on his drink for a few minutes before he turned as another fur caught his attention. Nate also got distracted but not because of the other fur but because the world seemed to be slowing up. Soon he found the entire club was a quiet place filled with warm blooded statues. He shook Mark and couldn't get the dog to move he tried to get Jack to help him but found a stronger statue there too. Soon he was running from floor to floor he only stopped to rest when he reached eh fourth floor.

He was panting hard when the door creaked open and the voice fo the cat called out, "where are you my love I know you are up here and I'm ready for you now"

Nate freaked and ran to one of the private rooms and hid behind a bull putting on a show. He did his best to be quiet but he was sure the pounding of his heart of the faint wheeze of his lungs would bring the cat to him.

"Come out come out I'm hungry my love and I need to enjoy a Halloweener before midnight." The cat came closer and closer, "Ahh there you are" he said as he entered the private room.

Nate eeped and tried to get out but was trapped by the size of the room and the fact that the cat was waiting at the door. With no other options Nate backed into a corner as the cat crept closer. Soon the cat was standing over him and licking his lips happily, "Time for a treat no time for tricks." He then pounced and began to swallow the coon.

Nate fought the whole way down but couldn't best the cat's strength. Soon the cat's stomach was gently shifting as Nate attempted to break free. The cat licked his lips and belched then found a nice soft empty couch where he could nap for a time before he went to the stage. His gut had gurgled and glorped over the coon quickly and he was now ready to deposit the coon someplace where he wouldn't be found.

The cat climbed up behind a fur who was using the toilet but frozen in time and then he began to shit. Nates new form squelched and swirled on out and plorked and plopped into the bowl mixing only slightly with the remains of the other fur. When the skull finally plopped out the Cat picked it up.

"Alas poor Nathan I needed him soo" he dropped it back into the bowl then christened the new form with his urine before he disappeared with a snap of his fingers.

Time picked right back up and things went on. The bull buried the scat the cat had left quickly then flushed. Mark looked all over the club for Nate when he found him missing. He never found the missing birthday boy but he was sure that Nate would turn up. Meanwhile across town a black cat happily prowled about hunting for another Halloween meal.