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When Winston decided to rent a house in the Third Ward neighborhood of town, he had done it with one specific neighborhood event in mind. This neighborhood had a proud, if strange tradition of "adult trick-or-treating", which was exactly what it sounded like. The classic Halloween festivity, but with some more...lascivious tendencies from its participants! Sure, there were plenty of folks out there who just wanted to dress up as Batman like they did as a kid again, but there were also quite a few trying on some more...interesting costumes. You never knew what you were going to get when you answered the door on Halloween night, that was for sure! Especially when this was your first one, and you truly had no idea of what to expect from your friends and neighbors. That is precisely where Winston found himself as he flicked on the light in the front of his house, sitting down in his living room and flicking the TV on as he waited for the flood of trick-or-treaters to start coming his way.

The first couple of people that knocked were relatively normal. A few slightly more lewd costumes, to be sure, but nothing too overt or unpalatable. Answer the door, made some light, jokey conversation, gave them what they came for, and returned to his show, all in a relaxed, relatively lackadaisical faction. It was the fifth person that answered his door, however, that made the sloth's night quite a bit more interesting.

The encounter started off like all the other ones. A knock on the door, Winston slowly getting up to answer it. But what lay beyond the door...well, it was pretty much impossible to shock the sloth, but this was about as close as one could get to doing it! Standing on the other side of his door was a very tall, very gray deer with his arms crossed in front of his chest...but what was most, er, surprising was what lay beneath those arms, specifically, swinging between the deer's legs! The cervine was sporting an absolutely gigantic pair of fluffy, gray balls, each one being crudely painted over to resemble a Jack-o-Lantern for his "costume"! On top of those two orbs was a plush, round sheath, which itself had been turned an earthy green to resemble the stem of a pumpkin. Quite a bit of effort had clearly been put into this "costume" of the deer's, and Winston clearly..."appreciated" all of it!

"Whoa...nice costume." was all that the sloth could say in response as he looked the deer up and down, a bulge starting to form in his own clothes, a pair of green, thatched-looking shorts. Already, there was a powerful, natural scent emanating from them that tickled the inside of the sloth's nose, made him start to want more. And, of course, the deer was more than aware of all of this. It was what he was going out tonight for, after all, and it looked like he had found the perfect person to spend the rest of his night with! "Hi, the name's Neil. Mind if I come in?"

Winston was more than ready to just give Neil as much candy as he wanted, but inviting him in? Well, just the thought made the sloth's heart start to flutter just a little bit! Winston moved aside silently while opening the door, unable to keep his eyes off of Neil's enormous package as it just swayed and sloshed to-and-fro with every step the deer made. And he did it all so casually, as well...made sense, considering he had to deal with all of this weight all the time! The big, hyper deer quickly made himself at home, flopping down on the couch next to where Winston had been sitting and just reaching into the bowl of candy that had been sitting on his side table, grabbing a fistful of sweets and downing them in a fraction of a second. "Mmm. You're pretty cute. Wanna make out with my nuts for a bit?" he said after a little bit, reaching over to grab the TV remote while Winston slowly made his way to the spot he had been sitting in before.

"Uhhhhh..." Winston let out in response, his face most certainly conveying an expression of uncertainty, yet interest. He found himself just kind of moving towards those nuts, almost as if they had a gravitational pull that was reeling him in, and Neil was more than willing to spread his legs and let Winston do as much as he wanted down there. "That's it. Take some deep breaths, really get used to the smell..." Neil narrated as he hefted his balls and sheath up a little bit, stroking along the crease between his nuts as Winston got closer and eventually flopped down right in front of them. True to his nature, Winston was pretty slow about actually getting around to planting his face and arms against those nuts like they were a massive, squishy mattress, but Neil was more than happy with waiting around and not pushing things. He had just barged into the sloth's house unannounced, after all, it would be just rude to shove him between his legs like that! Plus, it would feel better if it was more natural. The deer leaned back and let out a soft moan as he felt Winston faceplant between his balls, the sloth getting right into that crevice between the two orbs and taking a deep, satisfying whiff of Neil's natural, powerful scent. Nnh, it made the sloths brain tingle with how powerful it was, honestly! It just led Winston to wonder how those balls would taste, as well...thankfully, Neil had set all of this up more than a few days ago, so all the sloth was experiencing was his natural scent and not...well, paint.

Neil shivered a little bit as he felt Winston's warm with tongue slurping along his fur a few seconds later, the deer a bit pleasantly surprised that the sloth was so gung-ho to please him! The deer did always underestimate just how intoxicating his musk was. He could probably suggest anything to Winston in this moment, and the sloth would probably end up doing it...though he decided to hold off on using this power, for the time being. The couch was actually quite comfy, and he did enjoy just relaxing here while Winston gave his fat, fuzzy package a good, loving work-over. "Mmm...really enjoying it down there, aren't you? I knew you would. Everyone does..."

Neil's legs soon wrapped around Winston's back, gently pushing to pull the sloth in closer to his balls as the mammal's nose found itself wedged firmly in the little crevice between his two nuts and his plump sheath. Over time, Winston's hands slowly started to creep up Neil's balls towards that elastic little pocket, fingers tickling Neil in wonderful ways as they started to explore more than just the cervine's musky orbs! "Ooh, go ahead~" The deer said in a breathy, light voice as Winston's hands started to play around with Neil's stretchy, fluffy sheath, those long claws stroking along the rim of the sheath before slowly, gradually slipping more towards the plush opening. "Mmm, be careful down there...it might just suck you down otherwise~" the deer said in a half-hearted sort of teasy warning. It wasn't like that wasn't what he wanted to happen, anyway! He was just expecting a tiny bit more foreplay beforehand...

In some deep recess of Winston's brain, he probably did register what Neil was saying, but it was too obfuscated by his wants and the effects of the deer's powerful musk to really affect anything the sloth was doing. That being said, he was still a sloth, so he was most certainly still taking his time down there, enjoying every little inch and crevice of Neil's package. "Mmh...so big..." Winston eventually mumbled into Neil's balls; the second sentence he had said since the two of them had met, and it did a great job of summing up his thoughts nicely. The balls were indeed big, bulbous, and enjoyable...if the sloth got close enough, he swore he could even hear something sloshing around inside of them. Goodness, how did Neil's body even work down here? And how was his sheath still empty? Did he really get this kind of love all the time...?

Eventually, those curiosities did inspire Winston to get a little bit more familiar with Neil's sheath in particular. The sloth went ahead and spread out the opening with two of his claws, arching his back up and leaning over to try and somehow look inside...obviously, it was quite dark inside, and it was difficult to see anything at all. But Winston still got the idea that...well, that it was somehow hollow inside! And this thought got Winston to crawl even further up, get even closer. To the point where his chin was resting right on the rim of that musky little hole, hands still stretching it wide open as the sloth slowly climbed his way up to get a better look, much like how one would take its time climbing up a tree...and Neil was more than happy to just let Winston explore on his own, occasionally letting out a soft gasp or other vocalization whenever Winstead ended up touching at a spot that sent a shiver up his spine! He had never really had someone so...interested in his sheath before, however strange it was to say such a thing!

Perhaps it was just his innate curiosity, or maybe it was that wonderful, heady deer musk that was starting to permeate his brain, but either way, something drove Winston to just...stick his head right in there after a few more minutes of navel gazing! "Oh, do go ahead then~" Neil groaned as he watched Winston just ferret his way right into his sheath, lazily scooping more candy out of the bowl next to him like he was watching a movie or something as he saw everything go down in front of him. The sloth very quickly discovered that he could stick his whole head into this musky pocket without bumping into anything, though it did get hotter and a bit tighter with every inch deeper he went...the musk became decidedly less deer-y and much more just smelling like cum as he went deeper as well, though that wasn't a deal breaker or anything. Really, it made him wonder just how much of that stuff was in here with how big Neil's balls were! Gosh, now that he was already so deep, he was thinking about how huge those orbs were, how cozy it must be to be inside of them...it was a little chilly in here, anyway! Perhaps he could just make his way in, take a little bit of a nap while Neil handled the rest of the Halloween festivities. He seemed like a trustworthy guy, after all.

Neil had been pretty reserved and collected up until now, but once Winston really started to slide into his sheath...mmmh, he couldn't help but to start to clench his muscles down there to help slurp the sloth up inside of him! "Ohhh, yeah, slide right on into my sauna~" he said before biting his lip, rocking his hips up and down a little bit to work more of the sloth's neck and torso into his hungry package. Sloshing around the bubbling, warm cream at the bottom of that chamber quite a bit in the process! Having that stuff splash up into Winston's face only enticed the sloth to dig further, though. Soon, the entire upper half of his body had just disappeared into Neil's plump, thick sheath, Winston sort of dangling upside down above the boiling pit of deer spunk that awaited him, that which had enticed him so much! Already, the intense heat and tightness of the chamber was starting to get to Winston in a few ways. Of course, it aroused him quite a bit, judging by the hard bulge that was now tenting out his thatched shorts, but it also...kind of relaxed him in some strange manner. Like a real sauna, honestly! Neil's musk was so muggy and thick inside of here, it was really all that the sloth could breathe in, invading his lungs and clouding his thought processes even more. And yet, he still wanted to go deeper, even as he was comfortably in range of the very bottom of the sack that entranced him so thoroughly.

"Mmh...let's pack you all away in there." Neil said quietly, probably too quiet for Winston to even hear from all the way inside of him; that was okay, though, because the deer's actions were far more important than his words! He gave the sloth's butt a healthy bump with the palm of his hand, shoving Winston forward a few inches and nearly dunking his head right down into that thick, sloshy pool. That one push was plenty enough for Winston to fall almost all the way inside of Neil's huge orbs, his knees slipping right inside leaving his stubby, claw-tipped legs behind. Though, of course, it wouldn't be too much longer before they were reunited! Winston's hair was already getting matted quite a bit by Neil's thick spunk, something that the sloth was going to have to get used to as he filled out more of the space between the deer's splayed-out legs. Messiness was part of the deal down here!

Neil's sheath twitched and clenched every now and again as Winston's legs slowly disappeared inside of that stretchy, fleshy hole, Neil reaching over himself and rubbing at his swollen orbs as Winston bulged them out comfortably...nnh, he was already so big down there, and yet Winston's form was making him somehow even larger and leading the deer to enjoy all these feelings even more than he usually did! He could hear and feel all that weight sloshing between his legs with every little movement he or Winston made, sounding like a fresh jug of milk or tea down there; and it only got louder as more of the sloth was sent down to those depths. Eventually, it was just those three-toed, shaggy feet hanging on the rim of Neil's sheath, Winston just kind of wiggling his feet around as he curled up to face upwards deep inside of Neil's balls. A captive, just enjoying the thick, warm liquid that was all around him. Letting himself just be immersed into his environment, leaning back and just...relaxing. Listening to the bubbling of the fluids around him, the gentle, far-away sound of the television he had been watching earlier, the much-closer and more intense beating of the deer's heart and his breathing...it was all so enjoyable for Winston. His feet soon fell away, slipping inside the sheath, which soon clenched shut to seal the sloth inside...at least for the time being. Maybe, with how thick and open his sheath was, a little bit of light would end up shining into the sloth's new home. Winston honestly enjoyed the ability to close his eyes and just be immersed in complete, total darkness, though! It was just a very restful position, despite the fact that he was literally curled up inside of someone's testicles right now. Sometimes, one found comfort in the strangest things...

As Winston settled inside his balls, Neil could not stop himself from getting even more aroused. Eventually, the shaft that had so far been absent from the story came back into prominence, slowly peeking out of the deer's sheath as things started to get...much warmer for Winston. Was it getting even slimier in here, or was that just him...? It was just him, but probably not in the way the sloth was thinking. It was his body that was being gradually, pleasurably melted down into thick deer seed, joining the pool that he was bathing in...the sloth's whole body was tingling as it shifted form, was steadily digested and churned by those gray orbs that squeeeeezed in and then relaxed to melt the sloth right up into a thick load for Neil to spill out all over his living room. Already, the deer could feel his pulse starting to quicken as he gripped his growing meat, stroking the pink, tapered shaft as it continued to emerge from its musky hidey hole. "Time for the lantern to glow~" the deer joked as he continued to jerk himself off, his balls loudly GWOOoorgggling and sloshing as they melted down the sloth inside into little more than a big wad of jizz. Winston slowly palpated the walls around him as he started to get more than a bit drippy, feeling starting to disappear in the tips of his fingers and claws as he made the transition into a much more liquid form...this was nice. This felt good. The sloth's mind was unable to make any more complex thoughts as he continued to churn inside, slowly disappearing into the creamy-white slosh of his surroundings as Neil started to squeeze those fat balls between his legs. Putting on a little bit of pressure to help Winston finish his transformation!

The deer reached down to his balls after another few minutes of lazy leg smushing, hefting them up and down to confirm that Winston was all melted and mulched up in there. "Mmh...husky~" Neil commented as he continued jerking off with his other hand, feeling all that extra cream aching to escape! Neil soon grit his teeth and bore down a little bit, quickening the pace of his strokes...squeezing his tapered cock up until he felt bulges rocketing up along the underside of his fingers! Neil blasted his fresh load all over Winston's living room; his carpet, the coffee table, a little bit on the TV...quite a musky mess, but, eh, the deer wouldn't need to clean it up! Felt good to release all that spunk in such a powerful burst of energy...

He couldn't relax quite yet, though. A *ding!* at the front door interrupted Neil just as he started to decompress. Maybe they'd be the calories he needed to replace after such a quick little workout!