Tis Hallow's Eve, and you (a young boy) are dressed in your best Halloween costume, a spooky sheet ghost! As you begin walking home from a long night of trick or treating, you slowly start counting up all the candy you've collected. Raising your plastic pumpkin-shaped bucket, you can see that it's filled most of the way up, but you still have enough space for just a few more candies. You think about going back home, but when you realize some of the candy was some of that "Organic Vegan" crap, you decide that maybe you could go to just one more house. You look up excitedly, and quickly slump as you realize that you were looking down so long you accidentally ended up in a part of town you've never seen before.
You try to calm yourself and find your way back to a familiar landmark, but no matter how hard you try, you seem to end up even more lost than you were before. Not long after, you notice some of the houses are starting to turn their lights off and close for the night. Now in a panic at the darkening streets and being so far from home, you desperately start running through a patch of trees you think might lead back towards home. You run for what seems like 13 minutes before you realize that this probably wasn't a shortcut.
You traverse deeper into the woods and are frightened by the sounds of wild nocturnal animals in the creepy dark woods. You start to worry that you'll never find your way back, when in the distance you spot what seems to be an artificial light. Getting closer, you find a small house with a lit window and open porch. From the window, you spot the large shadow of a witch hat and begin to hear a woman's voice speaking on her phone. She sounds to be around her late 20's and seems a bit agitated.
"Yeah I have the... some disgusting old... it's two grand at..."
You worry this might not be a good time, but circumstances being as they are, you decide that this is the best time to suck up your fear and ask for directions back home. You slowly walk up the porch, pumpkin-bucket in hand, and tip toe up to ring the doorbell.
*DING DONG, DING DONG*
You stifle a gulp as you hear the voice of the woman stop abruptly with a "Hold on". A tension spreads across your body as you sense the sound of footsteps and the voice coming closer and closer to the door. Your ghost sheet does it's best to hide your fear, but you get the feeling your legs are shaking as the door finally opens up, revealing a voluptuous dark haired older woman in a very revealing leather witch costume holding her phone to her ear as she towers over you and shouts:
"I ALREADY TOLD YOU, I DON'T CARE WHO THE IRS SENDS-"
She pauses as she looks both ways out into the darkness behind you, before slowly lowering her pale head to meet your gaze. Sheepishly, you forget all about asking for directions and resort to your final instinct for these situations.
"T-trick or t-treat!" you squeak out as you shyly raise your pumpkin-bucket in front of your face.
She stares at you blankly for a moment before calmly speaking into her phone:
"Sorry but I need you to cancel my appointment, something just came up". *click* "Why hello there sweetie. You seem cold, wanna come inside for some warn milk and cookies? I'll give you lots of candy~"
You didn't need any more convincing than that. She invites you in and sits you down on a very comfortable couch as she warms up a glass of milk for you in the kitchen. You are taken aback by how pretty she looks with her black lipstick and mascara, and you blush slightly as you see her large breasts and ass shake while she prepares your meal. You thank your lucky stars to have been able to find such a nice lady in the middle of the woods. When she comes back with a tall glass of warm milk and chocolate chip cookies, you thank her and immediately dig in.
"Do they taste good?"
You smile and continue to eat like a starving dog. About halfway through the meal however, you start to feel funny. A bit lightheaded and woozy, your body starts to waver to and fro.
"These cookies taste kinda funny..." you say as your vision starts to blur and your feel your surroundings are a mile away.
"That just means it's working. How lucky am I to find a cute boy like you here on Halloween?" you faintly hear before you fall limply back onto the couch and black out.
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When you regain consciousness, you