We lived in a normal but weird world. We woke up and went to school, work, and celebrated normal holidays like anyone else. Halloween was the exception. It was the day to dress up and have fun with friends as long as you didn’t stay out too late.

We were told stories growing up of the evil things that were out there to get us, goblins, vampires, and monsters alike. I’m 21 now and it’s the same stuff every year, stay inside, lock your doors, and don't go out after dark but I was one of the rebellious ones. For as long as I can remember I would sneak out and walk around the neighborhood. Part of me enjoyed the quiet and the other part wanted to see something evil. It was a rush, the feeling of being watched, the feeling of being chased, but nothing ever happened. Rumors spread over the years, some people said the goblins and vampires would eat you, others said they would kidnap you and make you their slave. The rumors came from an older lady who would sit in the park and feed the ravens and tell stories to those who would listen. They were normal horror, mostly about being eaten. Mostly.

My day started off normal. It was Halloween day, work and schools were closed due to the liability of getting stuck out past dark. I woke up, showered, put my makeup on and headed off to the store for my costume. I grabbed a coffee and decided to take a walk through the park to see what the lady was doing. Just like any other day, the lady was feeding the ravens. I tried to walk past her, listening but not going close, but she got up and grabbed my arm.

“Stay inside. Stay inside. They don’t eat you. They don’t eat you. They’ll use you. They’ll use you,” she yells, looking me up and down.

I pull my arm back, trying to release her grip.

As she releases, she snaps out of it, going back to the stories of getting eaten.

“Well, the good news is they may not eat me, but what could that mean?,” I think to myself.

My mind went right to the bad stuff. Maybe they do eat me, but….in a good way? Maybe they will use me, but….in a good way?

I could feel myself getting wet and one way or another I was going to find out what she meant. The night would go on like normal.

I spent the next few hours picking out my costume, Mrs. Incredibles. It would be perfect. A cute, tight outfit to show off my curves and I was also a superhero in case the evil did come after me. My 5 foot 3 frame may not be enough to fight off anything, but my D cups and round ass may delay them for a while. I couldn’t help but think about the old lady, about what she said, how she said it. I spent a better part of the day thinking about it, wanting it.

“What in the world is wrong with me? I haven’t had sex in 2 months and I want goblins and vampires, or whatever is out there to touch me?” I needed sex and I needed it bad.

After my little shopping spree it was finally time to get back home and get ready. I arrived a little after 6 which gave plenty of time to do some trick or treating with a few friends and get back in time for dark. I went upstairs, got dressed, redid my makeup, and was ready to go. Just then, the doorbell rang.

“I got it,” I yelled throughout the house. It was my friends, Sarah and her boyfriend Jake. I open the door and they are dressed as Jack and Sally skellington.

“Oh my gosh, how cute?” I say.”

Sarah does a little spin and bow, “girl you look goooood. Are you ready? Kids are already out getting candy.”

“I am, let me grab my basket. Mom, Dad, I’m going out with Sarah and Jake!”

Mom yells back, “Okay, make sure you’re back before dark. Have fun!”

I run out the door, slamming it behind me, knowing that I will in fact be out past dark.

I grab Sarah and motion Jake to keep moving, ‘ uh girl talk, bye,” I tell him.

“So I went to the park today, and that old lady grabbed me.”

“she did what?," Sarah says.

“Yea, it was super weird. She grabbed me and said “Stay inside. Stay inside. They don’t eat you. They don’t eat you. They’ll use you. They’ll use you.” I didn't know what to do or say. She looked me up and down as she said it.”

“Umm yea, even more reason to stay inside,” she says.

There’s a few seconds of silence.

“Right? Riley? Oh my god. You’re going out again aren’t you?,” Sarah says.

“Well yea, I always do. But it made me think. She said they don’t eat you. But the way she said “they'll use you” really turned me on.”

“Girl, these things are evil. They don’t want your ass. Even if it is great,” she says looking back, giving it a smack.

“Well either way, I’m going out, whether they use me or not,” I say back with an attitude.

We stayed out for another hour and half. I couldn’t stop thinking about tonight but I also couldn’t shake a feeling like I was being watched. It may have just been my costume but it just felt different. We got back to the house and Sarah gave me a huge hug.

“What was that for?” I ask.

“Well, you know,” she says.

I had to stop getting worked up. “It was just going to be a normal night. Nothing was going to happen. Just a normal halloween night. It’s not that I'm scared, I have done it plenty of times before, I’m just horny and my fantasy is getting in the way,” I tell myself, looking into the mirror.

It was finally 10 o’clock. The house was quiet, everyone going to bed an hour ago. I opened my window and hesitated, listening for any sound out of the ordinary. But it was quiet, as usual. There were no goblins waiting to take me in the streets, slightly disappointing, but it calmed me down alot.

I climbed down out my window and onto the porch railing, my feet finally landing on solid ground. Once again, I stopped, looked around corners, listening for anything. Nothing.

“Ugh, just when I started to get my hopes up,” I said.

I sat down on the curb when I got a chill down my spine. It wasn’t cold and there wasn’t a breeze. I started to breathe heavy, my legs twitching and my hands shaking. “Shit, shit, shit.”

I get still, making sure to not make a sound when I hear it. There's a high pitched mumbling coming from the woods around me. Shit, how many, what are they, who are they.

I jump up and hide behind the bench, peaking around towards the sound. A group of 3 small goblin looking creatures, maybe 4 feet tall, come through the brush, swinging their weapons.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, they are going to kill me,” I’m thinking.

Sweat drips from my brow, my legs trembling under me.

The creature in the front stops, sniffs into the air and sends the other two opposite ways, mumbling under his breath. They had to be old, their beards and hair silver, their bodies covered in scars.

The creature, assuming he is the leader, gets close to the bench I'm hiding behind. He is oddly human-like aside from his gray tint and giant tusk, wearing only a small cloth around his waist. I examined him for what felt like forever, a familiar feeling tingling between my legs as I saw his cock, hanging below the cloth.

He grunts and turns to walk away. A sigh of relief that doesn’t last long as I’m grabbed from behind. One creature holding on either arm. I look between them, a smirk appearing on their faces, before the leader stands in front of me, examining my body.

“No, No, please don’t kill me. I’m sorry, please,” I scream.

He looks my body up and down, looking at his partners and laughs. He nods at the one on the left, who grabs a piece of cloth and rope and wraps it around my head and arms.

They lift me off the ground and start to carry me, their firm hands tight around my arms and legs. They carry me for about 15 minutes. My mind is racing and I'm sweating profusely. I’m back and forth between being terrified and horny. The image of his cock replaying in my head.

They finally set me down on a soft patch of grass. The sounds of mumbling and rustling around me, their hands touching all over my body.

“Who are you? What are you,” I ask, shaking.

“We were humans once before we were turned into this. We chose this hundreds of years ago,” the leader says.

“Humans? Turned into monsters? Why would you choose this?, I say, looking around in darkness.

“We chose this to help innocent women like you. We can smell your lust. There’s thousands of us. We only get those who want us.” the one on the left says.

I can feel myself getting hornier by the second. A tingling between my legs caused me to readjust.

They cut my hands free, my head still covered. In very broken English, “and you, girl. We’ve been watching you, Riley. Smelling you. Waiting for this moment. We picked up your scent the moment that old lady grabbed you.”

“How did they know my name?,” I lift the cloth off my head to see the 3 of them standing around, cocks free. My legs immediately start to twitch, all 3 of them at least 8 inches in length.

“You. Now. Slut.” He pointed to the ground in front of them.

My pussy twitched and I could feel it starting to drip. “This is exactly what I wanted.” I hesitate, staring at the 3 creatures standing in front of me, their cocks swaying with anticipation. “Was I really going to do this? Was I really going to fuck 3…monsters.”

I timidly lean forward on all fours and start to crawl my way over to them aiming for the leader, the one in the middle, grabbing his cock with both hands, slowly stroking it. He reached down and pulled at the costume, wanting me to take it off. I grabbed it around the neck and pulled, ripping it down past my tits, immediately dropping back down to my knees, taking him in my mouth. I look over at the other two, stroking themselves watching. I gesture to them to move behind me. They run over and grab the rip of my costume, ripping it the rest of the way.

I start to feel them explore with their hands. The leader's hand on the back of my head and the other reaching under to squeeze my tits while the other two explored my ass and pussy.

I pull my mouth off his cock and look up to him, “fuck me.” I caved. I couldn’t take it anymore. I wanted all of them. I wanted all of them in me.

He doesn’t seem to have a problem understanding me but he waves his finger in the air, gesturing no. They all grab me and flip me over onto my back, spreading my legs, their hands slowing exploring every crease. Their long tongues licking everything they can see. The leader is first, he buries his head between my thighs, his tongue circling my clit, entering me slowly, tasting every inch. I’m thrusting my hips, moaning, wanting to jump up and take control of these little fuckers.

They aren't being rough enough. I want more. I need more. No more teasing. I rip my arms and legs free and jump up, grabbing the leader and forcing his fingers inside me.

“You. Now.,” I say back, in his language.

He motions his head towards his friends, who all reach for my arms again but I pull back, “No,” flipping back over onto all fours, backing my ass towards his cock. I reach between my legs and spread my pussy, making it easy for him to enter. I push back down onto his cock, my legs shaking, electricity flowing through my body. My wet pussy gripping his fat cock while sliding up and down slowly. It takes me a minute, between my first orgasm and getting used to his size. I had never had anything as big as they were. I started to speed up, the goblin grabbing my hips, thrusting into me deeper and deeper. It felt like he was growing with each thrust, slapping my cervix.

The other goblin stood in front of me, stroking himself, waiting patiently. I grabbed his cock, lifting it slightly to suck his balls before taking him into my mouth. They are moving together, the leader thrust into me, forcing the others cock down my throat. It doesn't take long for the one standing in front of me to cum. He grabs my hair, pulls me down onto his cock and I can feel him starting to swell. I reach under and grab his balls, tugging them slightly. He grunts and I feel his warm cum shoot down my throat. He tries to pull out still leaking cum but I grab him and pull him back in, sucking the last drop out.

I look over and motion for the other one. He gets up and walks over but he doesn't want a blowjob. He lays down on his back and motions for me to get on top. I pull myself off of the leader and crawl on top of him. I reach back again and direct his cock into my pussy. We both moan loudly as it enters.

I'm moving my hips back and forth, up and down on his cock when I feel a pair of hands on my ass. It’s the leader. He motions his friend to grab something from his bag. A small bottle of liquid. He opens it, smells it, and drips it down my ass, covering my asshole. He rams a finger deep into my ass.

“Oh fuck, fuck.,” I say, looking back at him.

He pulls his finger out, dumping the liquid on his cock. He stands up and lines his cock up with my ass and with one motion, jams his cock into me. I yell with excitement and pure bliss, my legs immediately start to shake. The orgasm is like no other. The feeling of being my pussy being fucked and my ass stretched, completely filled. They are in complete control. They are using me how they want, and most importantly how I want, like a slut. The one under me is grabbing my tits and sucking and biting, the leader has a handful of ass and is just pounding as hard as he can.

I feel them start to get sloppy with their movements. They are no longer in sync and I can feel they are about to cum. I look back and yell, “cum in me, use me like a whore.” they start to get faster and faster before slowing down. I can feel their cocks twitching inside me, their warm loads filling me.

They pull out and I roll off of the one under me. I can feel their cum leaking out of me and down onto the ground. They get up and walk over, grabbing their cloth and weapons, and just walk away, leaving me filled with their cum, without saying a word.

I got up, grabbed what was left of my costume, not much, trying to cover up the best I could. I walked 3 miles back to the house, limping, leaking, my tits and ass hanging out, still tasting the cum on my lips.

I woke up the next morning, questioning what happened, if it really happened. I looked down to see my costume, shredding into a million pieces.