HALLOWEEN EVENT: THE SPECTRAL COURT (Patreon)

Waves of cold vibrations surge through your body as they ring throughout your ears until you felt a loud pop that shook your skull. A sense of weightlessness overtook your body as you felt as if a warm film had wrapped your whole body. You didn't feel... completely solid for lack of a better words. Your attention was taken to the final flash of light that situated you in a completely new and eerie environment.

You tried to understand what was around you as you saw large muscular ghouls gasp in response to your presence. You stayed as still as possible when the Headless Horseman loosened his chains, throwing you into the center of the court floor with his eruption of c*m finally free to flow out of your loose and sloppy hole. You usually weren't frightened, but the odds were completely stacked against you. You kept looking straight ahead, wondering who the massive figure was that sat on what it seemed like a throne, even his large feet were larger and meatier than your body.

"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS, HORSEMAN? YOU DARE BRING FLESH INTO MY DOMAIN?!" His voice boomed off the vaulted hallways and completely drowned the room with dense power.

"I bring to you flesh. Perverted flesh that is capable and willing to pleasure ghouls and specters. He is cunning, and sensual. His warm body penetrated my phantasmal skin in complete ecstasy. I would have kept him for myself, but he is my prize to you, my King."

There is a heavy pensive silence.

"VERY WELL. UNDER DIFFERENT CIRCUMSTANCES I WOULD HAVE BANISHED YOUR SPIRIT. BUT YOU ARE MY TRUSTED RIGHT HAND MAN. I WILL TAKE YOUR WORD."

You breathe out a sigh of relief as you start to gain more composure as you mentally adjusted to your situation.

"COME, FLESH." 

These words grabbed you by your gut, and you were compelled by his bass voice to move closer to him. 

"TREAT THE HALLOWEEN KING WITH UPMOST RESPECT, MEAT," hissed the Headless Horseman as you presented yourself in front of him. You took in what the Halloween King looked like, who sat upon a throne that evoked images of sweets and candy, with a black licorice wrapped in eerie prismatic light that pulsed with twisted life. In fact, the Halloween King looked like he was made of Halloween sweets himself. If you were right about where this was heading, you hit large meaty man jackpot.

"GIVE ME YOUR TITLE, HUMAN."

"...Dan...Dan the Man." You respond as coolly as possible.

"DAN THE MAN." You suppress a chuckle at the fact you made a ghostly king repeat those words. "YOU WILL PROVE MY HORSEMAN'S WORDS, AND PLEASURE MY LEGION OF PHANTOM GUARDS AND MYSELF TO YOUR UPMOST ABILITY. IF YOU FAIL TO DO SO, I WILL CAST YOUR SOUL AWAY INTO LIMBO." There's a shudder among the court. You find it interesting that mortal fears of oblivion find their way into phantoms and ghouls.

The guards start chuckling mischievously as they start to surround you, prodding at your body with their bulge and reacting to your warm aura with surprised gasps and moans. It was if your skin was able to ignite pleasure just with a simple touch.

Once they adjusted to your presence, they whipped out their heavy cocks and were hungrily rubbing themselves all over your body. They were hungry for you, and you matched their excitement as you eagerly pleasured their long dark c*cks that were all competitively trying to shove themselves into your mouth and hole all at the same time. Their half erected cocks soft and velvety in your mouth quickly firmed until you gagged. It was clear they felt so good that they were climbing over each other just to touch and rub themselves on some part of your body.

"HM... OH YES. VERY GOOD, THIS IS AN ENJOYABLE SPECATCLE OF DESIRE YOU ARE GIVING ME, DAN THE MAN. YOU ARE OUR GOBLET OF PLEASURE, AND WE WILL DRINK AND FEVOUR IN YOUR BOUNTIFUL WARM NECTAR UNTIL WE ARE FULL TO OUR BRIMS."

You were losing focus as the heat skyrocketed, all of the ghouls took turns fucking any available part of you, pressing their large meet against your slick feet, in between the crevices of your hairy armpits, against your lips and inside your mouth and deep within your hairy loose cumdump .

Although your senses were completely overwhelmed with their sexual frenzy, you were still able to satiate the group of muscular underlings that humped and licked against you until they org*smed. Yet, they continued to push and prod their soft satisfied c*cks against you spreading their s*men all over you. You were completely caked in their c*m.

"I CANT STAND IT NO LONGER, YOU MUST BE MY SERVANT! YOUR ONLY PLACE IS UNDER MY SEAT."  Boomed the Halloween King. The bodyguards quickly parted as he grabbed your body and raised you up so you were face to face. He greedily kissed at your c*m-covered face and moaned with satisfaction as your warm flesh made him feel sparks and tingles that spread through his large hairy body. Working himself up, he shoved his tongue deep into yours, wanting to indulge in your warm slick mouth as he squeezed you more tightly into his arms.

It was a sloppy mess to try and kiss a mouth that was a dozen time bigger than your own, but you've never had so much fun getting your face slick in a large monstrous French kiss. You both were keen on consuming one another until he moved away from your kiss. The strength of his arms held you firmly to his candy covered body as he sighed with satisfaction into your neck.

When he spoke, it wasn't in the same loud demanding volume. He wasn't commanding you, he was begging.

"PLEASE. LET ME FEEL THE WARMTH OF YOUR D*CK. I WANT NOTHING MORE."

You lied down willingly as he climbed himself on top of you, and when you felt your bulge become completely consumed by his gigantic ass he let out a groan, frantically shaking and wiggling to move your bulge around between his musky crack that slowed into a a sensual rhythm. "W-WOW FUCK! IT'S HOT AND FEELS SO GOOD AGAINST MY HOLE! OH YES, FEELING YOU GET FIRM IS SENDING SUCH PLEASURABLE SENSATIONS OH FUCK YES!" 

He firmly slammed his large fat rump against your now hard again d*ck, and his hungry hole completely swallowed your dick. You let him excitedly move his hips up and down as his legs tightened together and loosened as he adjusted himself to you inside him.

Excited to pound a humongous beautiful monstrous ass, you could only start moving your hips slowly. You received a loud pleasured response as you increased your rhythm. He was really tight for such a large ass. After a brief amount of time, he demanded that you give him a good f*ck only suitable for the King of Halloween as he raised his legs in the air and presented his hairy hole.

Your soul was on the line, and you slammed your incredibly hard dick into him with everything you had. If this was the last time you could get a good dicking, this was gonna be the dicking of a lifetime. You slammed your dick into him like a wrecking ball trying to destroy a building. You couldn't stop your mouth, exclaiming "YOU LIKE THAT YOU F*CKING BITCH? TAKE MY COCK! I OWN YOUR HOLE!" 

The King responded well to his excited dirty talk, who could only scream with deep delight as the toe-curling sensations of your warm flesh completely energized the inside of his body. Authority didn't matter to him as the rest of the men of his court watched in shock as you single handedly fucked down his prideful Kingly presence.

"WHO OWNS YOUR HOLE!?" You yell at him.

"YOU OWN MY HOLE! OH FUCKKK! " His voice broke into higher pitched squeals as he responds through heavy heated panting.

"WHAT'S MY NAME BITCH?!"

"DAN THE MAN! DAN THE Mah-ah! AHHN PLEASE PUT BABIES IN ME, PLEASE!"

"I'M GONNA FILL YOU WITH MY SEED AND GET YOU NICE AND PREGNANT!" You proclaim perversely as you turned up the speed when you felt yourself nearing climax. Your vision filled with stars as you jackhammered your explosion of seed into his satisfied hole. His legs wrapped around your waist to pull you deeper into him as much as he could. The flush of warm mortal seed sent him into orgasmic spasms, c*m squirting over his large hairy belly as he firmly kept you pressed against his body with his massive thighs. There was a deafening silence in the room as you both panted into each other, regaining composure from the animalistic frenzy of excited interc*urse that steamed up the room.

The Phantom King finally sits himself up and reclaims his seat on the throne. 

"DAN THE MAN. YOU WILL BE THE MISTRESS OF MY COURT. THE PLEASURE YOU HAVE GIFTED ME IS UNMATCHED. YOU ARE TO SATISFY THE URGES OF MY MEN, BUT MOST IMPORTANTLY PLEASURE ME. MY HORSEMAN WAS RIGHT ABOUT YOU, YOU WILL BE BOUND BY THE SPECRAL LAW OF THIS COURT AS A PERMANENT GUEST. WHAT A WONDERFUL GIFT, TO BE ABLE TO CONSUME THE WARMTH OF MANLY FLESH."

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GREAT. ABEL IS CURRENTLY STUCK AT THE EDGE OF EXISTENCE WITH AN ABERRATION, AND DAN'S NOW THE MISTRESS OF THE SPECTRAL COURT FOR THE HALLOWEEN KING. WHAT THE HELL IS MORTY'S ASS UP TO ANYWAYS?