The Hallowed Manor
The Hallowed Manor
Hello! This is a story I wrote for the Halloween contest which features my youngest fursona: Smokey. I really doubt this story will win... I am mostly posting it as a Halloween treat for furs that love reading. I really enjoyed writing this one up and smirked a few times at my own jokes. (Sad, I know. X3) Anywho! Happy Halloween! Enjoy! ^,^
„Trick or treat!" - Shouted kids as my mom opened the door. To be honest I find it annoying, trying to play a video game with my friend, Nick, when the bell rings every few minutes. Oh well, at least it's only one day in a year I have to put up with this.
„Oh my!" - Said mom, looking at the cubs in 'scary' costumes, probably to make them think she's frightened. Sweetheart she is. - „You gave me a shock there. Come on in, I'll get some sweets for you."
The kids entered our house and straight away screamed in fear as my dad jumped out of the corner with a vampire costume and makeup, yelling: „RAAARGH!"
It took them less than 2 seconds to run away without even looking back to see my mom holding bags of sweets.
„Damn, you Richard." - She said, trying to look serious but it's obvious she's holding in a laugh while closing the door. - „You nearly gave them a heart attack."
„Good... at least they won't struggle while I drink their blood." - My dad then jokingly used his fake fang extensions to bite my mom in the neck.
„Richard. Haha... kids are watching."
„Peh-lease... I wouldn't be surprised if they're already kissing in toilets with girls." - Said dad, winking at us. If he only knew I ain't into girls... meh, I bet my parents wouldn't really mind if I was gay but I still don't feel like telling them.
„How in life are you winning?" - Asked Nick seeing me looking at my parents and not at the screen yet still playing and beating him.
"Well, if you concentrated on playing the game instead of my tail..." - I've got a very fluffy tail which is always distracting him... I think that's about the only unique thing about me since I am literally having a fluff-brush down there. The rest of my appearance is quite simple... a fifteen years old, black fox with grey belly and inner sides of my limbs... emerald green eyes and... well, there is also another unique thing about me. For some reason my ear tips are not pointing up. They are always bent forward but I don't mind.
Nick blushed and let go. I didn't mind him playing with my tail (Giggity)... 'Think he's even got a crush on me but I am too deep in the closet to ask him. If the crush bit is true then he's got a hard time as I hate wearing T-shirts, shirts, sweaters or any other kind of tops... I just don't find them comfortable. Oh well. ^,^"
"Boys? Can you come here for a second?" - Asked dad after mom went upstairs. Nick and I shrugged at each other before pausing the game and going over to kitchen where my dad was. He leaned in and gave us 10 dollars before saying: "How about you two have some fun outside the house? I've got... something to do with your mom." He winked at us.
"Sure dad." - I said before adding: "Just remember, silly to wrap your willy."
"Don't be a fool and wrap your tool." - Added Nick.
Dad chuckled before ruffling our headfur. - "I sure will... heh... 21st century... where kids educate you about sex instead of vice versa."
"Haha... I think it's because you were taught that sex is a taboo subject." - I went over to the living room and switched PS3 off.
"Oh come on... who told you about the little sock trick? If not me your bed sheets would still be crusty every 2 days." - Yes... my dad is quite open with us which is both kewl and creepy.
"Oh... that's just pure life experience... when it comes to biology you're... well... not so good at explaining." - I chuckled, remembering a funny scene. It seems he knew what I was thinking about:
"Oh... talking about the time you asked me what vagina looks like before and after sexual intercourse?"
I couldn't help but to laugh and mimic dad's voice. - "Well... before sexual intercourse it looks quite nice... hmmm... imagine rose petals with lil' drops of dew on them. And after sexual intercourse... uh... ever seen a bulldog muzzle smeared with mayonnaise?"
We all started laughing before mom shouted: "Richard! Are you gonna help me with this or not?"
Dad grabbed our muzzles so we don't laugh but it seems he was holding in himself before shouting: "I'm coming, hun!" and whispering: "Play nice and don't get into trouble."
"Have fun, mom!" - I shouted.
That made my mom chuckle this time: "Can we not have any secrets anymore!?"
"Not with us around, no!"
2 Hours have passed. Since there wasn't much to do we decided to buy some silly masks and for the first time do the whole 'Trick or Treat' thing... I mean c'mon... if we're stuck outside then we might as well get some free candies.
"So what's the idea of Halloween anyway?" - I asked.
"Well... long time ago it was believed that Halloween was a day when world of living was able to liaise with world of the dead. People have been wearing masks and costumes to scare bad spirits away. But we all know it's just some silly thing... these days Halloween is just a free way of getting sweets. Hehe."
"Yeah... and to scare children so that they behave. The whole... ghost and monster thing."
"Yep... Hmmm, it's quite late." - Nick was looking at the watch. The arrow was pointing at 9pm.
"Right... You have to go?"
"Yeah... you know my parents. They won't skip a chance to get me grounded." - He said while sticking tongue out. Ye... his parents were a bit mean.
Took us no more than 10 minutes to get to Nick's house. He always looked as if the world ended when we had to say goodbye. Bless him.
"You've done the homework for tomorrow, right?" - I asked.
"Oh shoot! What was it?"
"It was the letter we had to write about law issue. It's not that hard."
"Oh right... guess I'll have to do it before logging on World of Furcraft... I'm sorry... guess you will need some random tank for this dungeon." - He said with a sigh. Yeah... we're a bit of nerds when it comes to computer games... okay, more than a bit.
"We'll be fine... I mean c'mon... you can't get a better healer than me." - I flexed and he chuckled before saying goodbye and heading off to his house.
Well, I hope my parents were done... is two hours enough? I didn't know since I was a virgin. Guess it's best to walk about a bit longer just in case. And so I went on my journey around the town, looking at decorated houses... seems this is almost as popular as Christmas. Guess Nick won't be mad if I collect some more sweets without him. And so I carried on, walking from house to house, getting sweets even though I had enough for at least 2 weeks... greedy me.
After some time I reached that old manor... it didn't have many decorations but they were realistic and the house itself looked old and spooky. Guess someone here loves Halloween too much.
I knocked on the door just to realize it was open. Was this house abandoned or someone is just trying to scare me? I smirked and stepped into the house.
"Trick or treat!" I shouted instead of 'Hello' to see if anyone will reply.
Silence.
Being the young, curious kit that I am, I went a few steps further in. The door behind me closed with a thump. I didn't get much of a shock. Now I knew it was all set up but the deaf silence after closing the door was a bit disturbing. I stood there for a few seconds just to make sure no one will pop out with a scream, trying to scare me before heading over to what seemed to be a living room.
Slowly but unconsciously I started to realize this house might really be empty... spider webs everywhere... the furniture looks as if it wasn't used for ages and who the hell would have the old, black & white TV these days. I tried not to panic while walking back to the hallway and grabbing a door handle, trying to open them. They refused.
As soon as I let go of the handle I heard what seems to be a song... the voices were childlish as if very young furs were singing it.
"One, two... he's watching you..."
The singing was coming from the kitchen... damn my curiosity. Instead of trying to get out of the house I took very slow steps towards the kitchen.
"One, two, three... you will see..."
There was something sad about this song... I reached the kitchen entrance but hesitated to enter.
"Two, three, four... he's looking into your soul..."
By now my heart was beating quickly. I slightly leaned in to see what's in the kitchen... no one was there.
"Three, four, five... The flashbacks of your life..."
The singing was now coming from upstairs. I couldn't handle it and ran up to the door, trying to forcefully open them but no matter how much I tried, they didn't even move.
"HEEELP!" - I shouted, hoping for someone to hear... nothing. The song carried on.
"Four, five, six... and the clock simply ticks..."
"Whoever is here... you got me! Can you please stop? I'm only 15... I am close to a heart attack."
"Five, six, seven... His name is Kevin..."
Kevin? Who's Kevin?
"Stop it, now or I will call my p-..." That's it! My phone! I quickly take out the phone from my pocket just to scream in fear and throw it away as it starts bleeding.
"Six, seven, eight... you are too late..."
The kids' voices started to be more and more scary and unrealistic. I was close to literally peeing my pants.
"Seven, eight, nine... You will whine... as he tears out your spine... Run all you can, canine... because this is a sign... soon... he will dine..."
"STOP IT DAMN IT!" I screamed while dropping my bag of sweets and running upstairs to quickly catch whoever was singing... it happened instantly. A scary shadow grabbed me and flied up along before going through a corridor wall, causing me to hit off it before falling down the stairs.
I shivered a bit at the cold floor while getting my vision back... Life flashing before my eyes... and since I am 15 there wasn't much of it...
"Have you never heard that curiosity is a first step to hell?"- Asked a manly voice... a bit husky with unrealistic echo. Soon after that I saw the strangest fur ever... a wolf... but without a lower jaw. I could see his tongue hanging. His eyes were glowing in icy blue and one of his pawlms had a big bone spike sticking out of it.
He eyed me before continuing: "Well... kit... welcome to hell."
I got up, trying to quickly run into the living room. He aimed a paw at me and the bony spike shot in my direction but didn't hit me as I quickly hid behind a wall.
"Boy... there isn't even a point in hiding... This is my place..."
"Why do you want to kill me?" - I whisper weakly while still hidden.
"Because they killed me... I was full of love once... I showed children what they would never experience... their parents didn't like that and guess what... I've been tortured and abused for hours before bleeding to death. The kids tricked me... I never forced them... I never raped them... they wanted it yet I got punished... so why should I try to play nice? Time for someone else to feel my pain..."
"With all due respect, sir... I am not one of the kids you are talking about... I didn't even know you."
That moment I saw the wolf's head seeping out of the wall followed by a paw that gently wrapped around my neck. I was stunned with fear as he whispered into my ear:
"I want to be remembered... I want your parents to feel the pain of loss... that will make them remember for entire life..."
For some reason even though my heart was beating like crazy I talked calmly... as if partially accepting my fate. - "There are so many things I wanted to do in my life..."
"Oh... you're not the only one that didn't get a chance."
Before the paw took a proper grip on my neck I escaped and ran upstairs, looking for a window that wasn't boarded up. I opened the first room... walls, ceiling and floor were covered in blood with kits, cubs and pups being hanged, looking at me with blank stares... after 2 seconds they started singing like they did before but this time their voice was purely demonic:
"Eight... nine... ten... he's gonna kill again... and you'll join us then..."
I shivered and run up to another door before opening... the room wasn't bloody or scary but entire furniture was on the ceiling... that is until I stepped in... everything fell down straight on me. chairs gave me bruises, cups and plates gave me cuts and coffee table made my head dizzy. I crawled out from under the table and coughed up some blood before looking around the room... all windows were boarded up.
"Poor you... trying all you can, thinking you've a chance. I find this amusing... that is why you still live." - I heard Kevin from literally everywhere.
I looked at a clock that's been lying on the floor (It gave me quite a bruise). It's 11:34pm...
A plan slowly started to develop in my head... I think Kevin doesn't realize Halloween is soon going to end which means his connection to this world will soon end as well... all I had to do was survive these 26 minutes. Before I managed to get up this... creature walked up to the doorframe and looked down at me.
"Tch, tch, tch... what a mess you've done..."
He then grabbed me by neck and lifted up. I struggled to breathe as he ran the bony spike over my chest, causing a slight wound before going onto my belly and then ripping my jeans and underwear off. There I was... humiliated and struggling to breathe in the grasp of a creature that wants revenge on an innocent fox.
"Hmmm... not the best package I've seen." - He said while looking at my 3 inch, grey sheath. I whimpered from lack of air and the fact I've just been undressed and got a comment about my 15 year old body. He then threw me out of the room, causing my back to hit off the corridor wall as I coughed up some blood.
I could see the clock from here... 11:39pm... just... a bit more.
I got up, wiped my muzzle and spat some blood out before getting surprised by something cold and wet slipping deep inside of my pooper. I groaned and dropped on my knees, seeing what seemed to be a tentacle of some sort... a gooey, transparent-green tentacle that starts to thrust and pull out. For some random reason it didn't feel as bad as it looked but I still screamed in fear, being raped by something worse than just a fur.
I got onto all fours, feeling my legs refuse to listen as the wet thing speeded up with thrusts like an excited child learning something new. I even crawled downstairs into the corridor while being mindlessly toyed by the tentacle. Kevin walked up to me before kneeling and holding my lower jaw. He chuckled at the fact I had a bit of drool coming out from my muzzle.
"The silly kit is enjoying himself?"
"N-no..." - I said in a husky voice but it was a lie... this new feeling was something I never experienced before... I felt pressure but it was somewhat nice.
"No?" - He asked before getting up as more tentacles seeped out of the wall and floor like ghosts before grabbing my wrists and ankles and lifting me up. Kevin crossed his arms while watching the entire thing... another tentacle wrapped around my waist. Soon there was a tentacle coming out from the ceiling and aiming for my open, drooling muzzle. I didn't even realize that until it slipped in.
The tentacles were oozing a sweet-tasting liquid... this is probably why there wasn't really any friction between my bum and the said tentacle.
Didn't even know my 5 inch furhood was already out until a new tentacle sort of... wrapped around it. I looked down to see my weenie being trapped within the tentacle which started to slip into my sheath, stretching it slightly. I moaned into the tentacle that was inside of my muzzle before swallowing another round of the sweet ooze. There was just too much attention... the strange pressuring feeling in my bum, the soft, tight, wet and yet cold feeling around my weenie and inside of my sheath as well as the same thing inside of my muzzle, oozing something that tasted almost like vanilla.
I started breathing heavily through my nose, feeling a new sensation inside of me... I looked down and it was really scaring me... the tentacle just kept on going deeper and deeper.
"A-aaaah!" I moaned in both fear and excitement as the gooey thing slipped out of my muzzle and spurted loads of ooze onto it.
I started to feel full... but not only inside of my bum... I could feel the tentacle being in my belly but it wasn't really hurting, it just felt... different.
I once again looked down with a blush on my cheeks and open, drooling muzzle... my belly was swelling... the tentacle was literally exploring me... I was scared how this will end up but at same time I can't say the feeling was bad. I had a new tentacle put in the muzzle. This one was a bit rough, humping in and out, sometimes touching my throat which caused me to cough, especially with the ooze trying to go down my throat.
I couldn't help it... it felt too good and I soon saw my spooge inside the tentacle as I reached my climax. The afterglow was quite intense because of all the attention I'm still getting from my bum and the fact my sheath is being explored.
"There is one less thing you wanted to do before dying..." - Chuckled Kevin while walking up to me with his bone spike pointing at the ceiling. And then... I heard it...
"DONG!... DONG!... DONG!" - It was the clock.
Kevin shouted in anger before aiming the spike but then he faded away... A second after that I felt the tentacles disappear as well and so I heavily dropped on my back... straight after that the whatever force has been holding front door let go and they once again opened with a creak. I tried to catch my breath back for the next 10 minutes, not even moving... Until I notice my bag of sweets lying above my head. I reach into it and get a sweet before putting it in my muzzle and laughing at the luck and the fact I'm still alive.
A barely hearable voice of the children: "Nine, ten, eleven... Tricked Kevin... and going to heaven..."
Whether it was trick or treat... I will never forget it...
THE END
Story and characters are copyright to © Mickey Torrento