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Why does nothing ever work out in my favor?

Seriously.

I took a job in a local haunted house this year. All the proceeds were going towards charity and I just thought it would be fun to do. I was hoping to do something scary like a witch, or zombie, or vampire... y'know? Get out there and interact with the crowds or pop out where they least expected it and see them take off running. Yeah. Would've been nice. Instead I'm stuck in a cage, hanging from the ceiling of some cheesy torture chamber with the instructions to "Reach towards the customer like you're begging for help." I have scared literally no one.

Then Amanda over in the stocks... you know those things where your head and hands go through the holes and you're held in place? Yeah. Anyway, her water breaks a couple of nights ago. The manager of the place, a Weasel Beastman named Max, needed a quick replacement and I was lucky enough to be chosen. (Okay, I gave him a blow job in the camper/office for it. I couldn't be in that cage for one more night! I hated every minute of it, and being in the cage.) It was a major upgrade! And I had a role, with lines! Granted they were just, "Help Me!", "God, No!" and "Yaaargh!" but it was great! I actually scared a few people!

I was worried about being in the stocks for the entire night. I mean, being bent over like that from sundown until midnight could get painful. The locks, however, are fake. I'm able to slip free between tours and stretch my legs, get some water, touch up my makeup and stuff. Anyway, it's all going great, until just before the last tour when the lock falls off. I panic. We need a lock to sell the scare! Luckily, Daryl, an Alligator that's playing the Jailer in the room, got one from somewhere. He locks me in just before the tour comes through and I give my best performance of the night. Afterwards is when my troubles start...

I can't get out! No matter what, the lock just will not budge. I yell for the other girls to check the lock, but they're already gone. I ask Daryl for help and he just laughs. That's when he walks over and dangles a key in front of my face. "Oh," he grins, "I guess that one is real."

"This isn't funny!" I'm struggling in vain, the stocks are made from real wood and iron, not the Styrofoam and plastic of the rest of the dungeon. "LET ME OUT!" While I try to escape several other male employees file into the room. "Guys, help me," I plead. "Make him open this up." They exchange a few mischievous looks and start stripping. I swallow, feeling my stomach roll and a nervous tingle all over my body. "Uh," I whine, "What...What are you all doing? I'm getting a weird vibe here." I laugh to mask my fear. I know exactly what they're going to do to me. I should have seen it coming.

"Relax, Zophie," Daryl growls. "We're just going to have some fun. Play a few Halloween party games with you, then let you go when we're done. Right guys?" They all cheer. I can't stop staring at variety of cocks standing before me. It's enough to make anyone's panties soak through almost instantly. (Not that mine DID! I'm not into Beastguys and Zoanthrope sex. It's just wrong! I'm sure there's another reason for me being so wet down there. Just too focused on escape to tell you right now.)

"Games?" I scoff. "Like what?"

"Bobbing for cock," offers up a zombie Toadguy with a thick, bumpy, dick.

"Pin her tail to the wall," cackles a black furred Wolfman in an Egyptian outfit. His knot looks as thick as my wrist!

"Cornhole... Rawdogging rules," offers up a Horse in a Grim Raper... REAPER! hood. His flared head bobs with his every move.

"TP her, uh I mean DP," grunts the psycho mask wearing Possum stroking both(!) of his cocks.

"Tight as a Virgin, Dicked like a Whore," offers up a Dark Wizard Goatman.

"And of course," rumbles a demonic Minotaur, "Cemetery, where we see how many stiffs we can bury in her."

After each game is named everyone cheers. (I haven't mentioned two-thirds of the guys in the room. I didn't know this many guys even worked here!) Daryl steps up, grabbing a handful of hair and shoving his bulbous, ivory prick against my lips. "Play along, and it'll go a lot easier," he grins with too many teeth.

"Why?" I plead with him. "Why me?"

He shrugs. "Your daddy ruined a lot of people with that scam of his. Everyone here was either affected by it or knows someone who was. This won't make it right, but it'll help ease the pain." The others agreed. "Plus you're a stuck up little bitch that thinks our kind is beneath you, so making you our fuck toy until you beg for it is going to be fun." That gets an even more enthusiastic reaction.

"I have a boyfriend," I whine.

"Yeah, that's a nice little bonus too. Knowing his little human dick will never feel the same after you've experienced a real fucking by a real cock." He chuckles, "It's just perfect." He cuts off my next protest by shoving his prick down my throat. "Dick or Treat, Bitch!"

My costume is just a dirty little shift dress, so they have easy access to my pussy. My panties are ripped off and they start violating both holes with thick fingers and probing tongues. Despite my revulsion at being touched by these demi-humans, my pussy is already slick and ready for their tools. I moan around Daryl's rod slapping against my tonsils while the Toad becomes the first to slide deep into my unfaithful slit. (Why does he feel so good inside me?) Hands and mouths continue to feel me up, pinching my ass, teasing my stiff nipples, I'm not going to last long under all this attention. "Damn! She's got a tight little pussy!" Toad snaps.

"For now," a Donkey boy replies, stroking a dick as long as my forearm. All of them laugh.

Daryl doesn't last long, groaning while his spunk fills my mouth before running down my chin. I try to swallow it all but it's too much. It tastes so good, I want it to never end. Uh, because that means someone else will take his place and I'll have to do them too. A Baboon in a scarecrow's hat is face fucking me before I can take a breath. A throaty groan escapes me as the Toad's lumpy prick gives me my first orgasm of the night. My clenching twat drives him over the edge and he fills me with warm spunk. "Someone's getting bred tonight," he croaks while pulling out.

I manage to pull away from the Baboon. "Not me," I squeak.

"Whatever you say, Baby." growls the Wolf squaring himself up behind me. He goes hard and fast, gripping my hips tightly until he nuts, slamming his knot all the way inside me. I swallow the Baboon, the Goat, and a Black Cat before he's able to decouple from me. He's replaced by a Boar with a spiraling cock that gives me a screaming climax before cumming for fifteen minutes straight! (His twitching, spurting cock actually gives me two more before he pulls out.) By this point I've blown half the guys in the room and I can't swallow any more jizz. They don't care, laughing as their loads pour out of my mouth to puddle on the floor. My pussy isn't in any better shape, leaking jizz down my thighs and onto my feet. I've resigned myself to this humiliation. Let them have their fun, it's not like it could get any worse than it already is, right?

And that's when my phone rings.

We don't have any changing rooms or lockers, so I have to hide my purse behind some fake rocks. Daryl answers my phone with a cheery, "Hello?" I try to yell at him to hang up, but it's hard to do while being spit roasted by a Bat and a Crow. Daryl grins, "Oh, Zophie's right here, but she's a little busy at the moment. Who's calling?" His smile gets bigger. "Wayne? Let me guess, you're the boyfriend she's told us about?" He walks over to me just as the Crow and Bat finish up, getting replaced by an old, one-eyed Tom Cat and the Possum. Possum guy holds his cocks together, forcing both into my mouth at once. I look up to see Daryl snapping some pictures with my phone. I tell him to hang up but it comes out as, "Mmmph-gur shlup." That's when I notice that everyone there is taking photos, and recording video, of me getting gangbanged. Oh shit!

Daryl makes the Tom Cat pull out so he can get a close up of my dripping pussy then he sends Wayne the photos. "Yeah, Wayne, we're just getting started with your girl, so you might be waiting on her for a while. How about you head home and we'll call you when we're done with her? Sound good?" He winks at me. I flip him off. "What?" Daryl looks confused. "Uh, okay..." He holds the phone to my ear. "He wants to talk to you." Possum reluctantly pulls out, promising to make up for it later.

"Hi, Baby," I chirp. I try to sound cheerful while struggling to focus on his words. (Which would be A LOT easier if I didn't have the Tom Cat still railing me from behind!) "Uh, I got a little tied up at work so... I'll explain everything tomorrow, I promise."

He laughs, " Looks like your having the time of your life. Are you okay? Are you going to be able to handle it all?" I'm not sure, but I don't want him to worry. He's been very understanding about all the times I've had sex with Zoanthropes while dating him. It's his little fetish, and hearing the stories is a huge turn on for him. I can only imagine what effect the pictures will have. "Do you want some dessert?"

That's our little safe word. If I'm in an uncomfortable situation I just say: "Creamsicle" and he either stops what he's doing or steps in to get me out. "I'm... good", I gasp. Shit! I'm so close. Ooooh, I need to end this call. "I'm just... Oh!... I'm...mmmmmhhh... (Not now! Goddess above not now!!!) "Oh, SHIT! I'm just going to-oooooooo...Fuck Me! Oh, Fuck Me! Harder!... YES! Make me your bitch! Breed me! I'm your little cocksleeve, Daddy!" My eyes roll back and I'm reduced to guttural, inhuman sounds as my brain melts under the intensity of my orgasm. Whatever reservations I had about my situation disappear in the chaotic bliss of release ravaging my body. I'm broken at last, reduced to a cock loving Beastwhore by the animal shooting his wad into my pussy. I'm theirs for as long as they want to use me, and my boyfriend got to hear it happen. He's never going to let me live that down.

"I'll let you go, Zophie." He doesn't even try to hide his amusement, the bastard. "I can't wait to hear all about it. Love you, Baby." Quivering all over I manage a shaky, "L-love you too-oooooooH!" before he hangs up. Possum boy plunges back in, face-fucking me until his balls drain. He's followed by the Donkey while Daryl takes a turn in my slit. After Daryl comes Baboon, Bat and Max before Donkey unloads his balls. Horse guy steps up to shove about a foot of rock hard dick into my throat, and he's still not all the way in! I get rammed by the Goat, Black Cat and a couple of Rats before he finishes.

I'm not sure how much more I can take. I'm tired, sore, and a little loopy from all the orgasms and still haven't satisfied them all. I feel something massive pressing against my pussy lips. "Ooooh, Fuck," Donkey moans, "You're ready for this." He eases it in, opening me up wider than anyone else has all night. I can only moan in surrender as he claims my ravaged pussy for his own.

"Bitch has had enough of the Fun Size treats," snorts the Bull. "Time to let her have the King Size candies to enjoy. Ain't that right?" I can only gurgle a response, lost in the carnal pleasure of Donkey's massive rod, knowing he's still not the biggest guy here. "Open wide," commands Bull. I can't take him all the way no matter how much I try...uh, he forces it in. If my hands were free both of them would fit on what doesn't fit down my throat. He's got the second biggest dick I've ever seen, he's not my first Minotaur so... His balls are bigger than my fists! He'll drown me when he cums! Donkey grips my waist, slamming his thick pole into me with passion. I squeal, and gasp, while sucking my cheeks hollow on the Bull's inhuman tool. I cum about four times before Donkey finishes up inside me. The Horse quickly replaces him, grabbing my shoulders to pull me deeper onto his cock. The shock of his violation makes me slip off the Bull's tool, just as he blows his wad. He grabs a handful of hair, "Look at me!" I obey, even opening my mouth to catch his load. He covers my face completely with it.

Horse guy fucks me through another five(!) orgasms then fills me with his seed. I'm spent, only the stocks keeping me upright at this point and the biggest guy in the group still to go. The Bull enters me, driving me up onto my toes, filling me completely with his massive dick. I exhale slowly, hands balled tightly. The wood creaks as he grips the stocks in his powerful hands. I don't remember much after that, to be honest. He fucks me hard and deep, giving me so many orgasms right on top of each other that it's all a blur. A wonderful, blissfully, raunchy blur. When he finishes using me to satisfy his lust, the Possum slides up behind me. I'm unable to do anything to prevent him from DPing me all by himself. Not that I mind, I just don't want anyone else (especially the Bull) getting any ideas!

Daryl unlocks the stocks and helps me get comfortable sitting with my back against the post. I don't know what to expect so imagine my surprise when I'm handed towels, tinctures to help with soreness, and bottled water. I give him a confused look. He shrugs, "We're not monsters. I mean, we were hoping you enjoyed it too, even if our reasons for doing it were a little harsh."

"Yeah," chimes in Max, "besides the real revenge will be when all these pics and videos go viral."

I nearly choke on my water. "NO!" They all look at me. "No, you can't... Don't... Please guys don't post any of this," I plead, looking as pathetic as I can. (Which is easy at the moment.) "I don't care if you share them amongst yourselves but please don't post anything." They exchange some looks. "Look, I know you want to hurt my Dad, and this would, but it would also hurt me. My Dad would never speak to me again, ever!" I'm not really swaying them. Maybe I should try to make a deal? "Look, Send them to my boyfriend. That'll be just as good, right?" They look unconvinced. "Uh, okay. Don't post them... and I'll let you do whatever you want to me for the rest of the night... Deal?"

"And we can send your boyfriend a link to the DropBox of everything?"

I roll my eyes, "and you can send him the link."

The Goat steps up, "You know we're going to sacrifice that ass to Lilith if we do this? Perform a ritual in her honor? You okay with that?"

Not really. That's the lady that's been invading my dreams. The one that my Mom worships. But the alternative is complete humiliation, and ostracizing my Dad, and I'm not ready to give up on him yet. I sigh, "Yes." The Goat takes the cum coating my body and starts drawing symbols in it. Instead of disappearing when he removes his fingers though, they stay. He's mumbling something the whole time he does it, not stopping until he's traced designs onto every part of my body. He stands, claps once, and I'm blinded by a flash of light. When my vision returns I'm completely clean! I'm also fully rested, and free from any stiffness and soreness.

"To the altar," he commands. I follow him to the Temple room with all the other guys in line behind me chanting some weird tune. I feel a little strange. Good...even giddy, but strange. "Lie upon it." I lay down surrounded by the Zoes. They all touch their penises to my naked body. "Do you consent?" The Goat stares down at me.

"Yes," I yell. Suddenly, I'm hornier than I've ever been in my life! I come up off the altar and tackle the Goat to the floor. I slide his cock inside me, grinding him like it's the last time I'll ever have sex. The others are shocked for a few seconds, but quickly recover. I get Tom Cat in my ass, Bull and Wolf in each hand, and Toad in my mouth. I take them all on once more. Two at a time. Airtight, and more. At one point I have Bull in my ass, Horse in my pussy, Donkey in my throat, Baboon titty fucking me, Daryl and Bat in each hand and a Rat on each foot! I give them whatever they want, with glee! They fuck me in more positions than I even knew existed for hours. I don't get a break until the sun comes up, and by that point I'm utterly exhausted. The Goat lays me on my back, folding my legs over my head until my knees touch the floor.

"Now," he intones, "for the final baptism." I'm too tired to resist as each guy comes up one last time to ravage either my ass or my pussy, spilling their warm jizz in my aching holes to drip out onto my smiling face. Once they're done Daryl calls Wayne to pick me up. I'm carried out to his car and poured into the backseat. They've wrapped me in a blanket so I don't ruin his seats. Wayne gets me home, helps get me inside, cleaned up and put to bed. I wake up late in the afternoon, guzzle a few potions for energy (and pregnancy prevention) and head to work. Nobody mentions what happened or treats me any different that night. Every guy there has had me a dozen different ways, but they just play it cool. (They also keep our deal, which makes Wayne very happy.)

The last night of the haunted house I mention to Daryl that we should do something crazy to celebrate the occasion. He asks what I have in mind with sly grin. I show him the list of things Wayne and I came up with. It's full of positions, scenarios, and other stuff we... uh, Wayne would like to see them do with, and to me. "But only if you take a ton of pictures and video AND share it with him. Deal?"

He laughs, "Deal."