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After an hour of massaging the entirety of the Halloween King's body, the adrenaline had left Dan's system. The Ghoul Investigator started thinking of home. He started thinking about his wonderful soft Abel, who was both endearingly clumsy yet so intelligent. He thought of the fun sweet Morty, who brought sunshine every time he walked into the room. While Dan would act annoyed when Morty got a bit too ambitious with his teasing and pranks, he couldn't deny that he was having fun the whole time. 

You press your fingers harder into the meaty soles of the giant Halloween King, who brought you into his private chamber to have you dick him down for hours. He was all tired out, and wanted you to massage his relaxed body. You couldn't deny that there was some part of you that could get used to servicing a giant hairy monster.

"Mmm... right there... Dan the Man... your warm touch is just too good...."

The guards stood by blocking the entrance to the room. Dan wondered, if he had to employ guards, did that mean there were denizens of the spirit realm who would try and work against the Halloween King? They watched eagerly at Dan, enjoying the erotic sight of their king enjoying himself. They seemed to be empowered by lust as they licked they lips and drooled at Dan perversely.

There was another part of Dan that was saddened by the thought of not seeing his partners again. You called your heart to them. 

"Morty, Abel, I'm right here, can you hear me?"

They appeared in Dan's mind's eye. And you focused hard on the image. What if too much time will pass, and he will have forgotten their faces? He concentrated hard on the image, and felt his heart pang with a distant sadness...

"MORTY?! ABEL?! WHA-HUH I?"

Dan was flabbergasted. The calm and collected man was flustered in absolute surprise as the energy of the room skyrocketed into a frenzy.

"Er, no time to explain Dan!" Shouted Morty as his eyes darted around the room, quickly taking in his surroundings, counting how many guards there were, what the distance between him and Dan was.

The guards started to close in on the intruders, and Morty brandished his tools in return.

The Halloween king was just as surprised as Dan. After an astonished silence, he shook his head back into composure and pointed aggressively at the pair.

"GUARDS, APPREHEND THESE INTRUDERS!"

Morty readied himself with a stance, as he prepared himself to fight for the life of his beloved. It was now or never! 

"Sorry boys, if you wanna pound me to a pulp, you gotta take me out for drinks first!"

They were about to pounce, and in the instance before the battle broke out, you just had enough time to evoke the power of one of the tools you held in your hands...

MORTY, WHAT TOOL WILL YOU USE?

>>INFERNAL SUBJUGATOR A paddle that was used by the Demon Army to punish lower tiered imps into submissive obedience.

>>GRACEBANE A sword made of light forged for a revered Incubus. It slices through the spirit, cutting away at one's chastity to leave them in a sexual frenzy.

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