I know this week should have been dedicated to another chapter of my Xantos series, but because I still am busy elsewhere, I will post a Halloween picture instead which already was planned. This week’s picture is, beside from another Disney heroine in distress, also my contribution to Bright’s monthly challenge, and being October the 31, the topic is of course Halloween.
For once, I am 100% happy with the background....

The best Disney princess to feature in a Halloween story is Cinderella who already is familiar with pumpkins, though probably not one like this!

Please read and tell me what you think

Story……………………………..

Maleficent looked up at the palace’s splendor, the high towers, the waving flags and the overall grandeur was impressive, but her face was cold and stoic and showed no sign of the anger and jealousy that boiled inside. This was yet another example of a lordly gathering to which she hadn’t been invited, and it was starting to infuriate the dark fairy. Her tall figure stood still like a statue as her eyes swept across the courtyard where numerous chariots and wagons stood parked, but one in particular had caught her attention from the very start: A huge, pumpkin-shaped wagon, richly decorated and close to impossible in perfection for a mere human to build, and it came therefore as no surprise to her when she sensed it was fairy magic behind it.

A wicked smile spread across Maleficent’s thin lips. She raised her hands and called forth a delightful curse that struck the wagon square on in a flash of lightning. The dark fairy laughed eerily as she watched the grim transformation which turned the wagon into a hideous creature, and with appearance suited for the season of course! Maleficent however, saw no reason to linger at the palace any longer, her newborn creature knew already what to do, and if the fairy behind the vehicle should appear, Maleficent wanted to be far away.

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The ball was unlike anything Cinderella ever had seen. The splendor and grandeur of the palace was like a fairytale come true, and not to mention all the beautiful young men and women which was gathered tonight! Well, most people were actually young women like herself, all of them invited to see if the prince would fall for one lucky girl.

Cinderella moved slow and carefully around the ballroom, her pristine white dress was sparkling and shining unlike anything else people had seen, and not a few looked at her with envy in their eyes. And it didn’t take long before the prince himself noticed Cinderella and walked over to her, asking for a dance.

Cinderella could not fathom how lucky she was, she among every available girl around had been chosen by the prince himself to entertain him! Having gotten dance lessons as a kid, Cinderella knew how to move her feet and sway to the tune of the music. But so lost to the world was she and the prince that neither became aware of the entity that appeared outside the ballroom’s great window!

While everyone’s eyes were on Cinderella and the prince, a green, tendril-like arm, shot into the crowd of women, picked up a slender red-head in a deep-cleavage pink dress and pulled her out with a scream. Multiple heads turned in confusion and saw the hapless girl being thrown into the maw of a huge, orange glowing pumpkin. She went inside head first and the mouth chomped down on her waist, but from her kicking legs it was clear that she hadn’t been hurt. The young woman’s slender legs and tights became exposed when a series of jerks forced her deeper into the mouth until the thing sealed it jaws and a loud gulp followed. Shocked beyond belief, no one said a word, not even when the woman’s body reappeared as a sexy bulge slipping down the stem and vanished from sight and into an unseen belly below. The pumpkin face made a grimace and seemed to chew on something before it spat out her shoes which apparently ad fallen off. It wasn’t before the heels, drenched in slimy saliva tumbled across the floor that people began to scream!

Cinderella and the prince who had been standing in the midst among the people, were unable to get away when every woman made an attempt to flee in their huge and impractical dresses. As people pressed themselves pass them, they were therefore forced to watch as the tendrils came back, again and again to steal away more women. The pumpkin monster had obviously not enjoyed the taste of clothes, because once a woman was caught, another tendril came up under her dress and wrapped it off before continuing by stripping away any piece of undergarments and lingerie as well.

A bright blond woman next to Cinderella yelled as she was yanked away and everyone close enough got a very intimate look at her well-developed body when her dress was removed right above them; revealing a pair of round buttocks and two teardrop shaped boobs which bounced on her chest as she screamed and waved her arms. The poor girl was deposited by having her butt stuffed first inside the glowing mouth and then swallowed in the same way, leaving her head and feet to disappear last.

The crowd were rapidly thinning and Cinderella finally managed to move, but she hadn’t gotten far before a terrible strong tendril wrapped itself around a leg and pulled her backwards till she lost balance and fell. Having seen this, the prince who also were fleeing, turned around and tried to help by taking her hands, but he was a split second too late. Cinderella was dragged across the floor and hoisted up like the women before and became yet another victim of an involuntarily striptease.

The tendril wormed itself up along her smooth legs, between her thighs, over her stomach and between her heaving boobs. A skilled maneuver followed and her white dress was pulled up and off her body before her panties came down in the other direction. Her fairy godmother had seen no reason to restrain her generously developed bosom behind a bra, so both of her impressive mammaries were already free for all to see. Though, the only one who actually cared to look was the prince who hadn’t taken his eyes of her yet, and with her curvaceous body on full display, he had no reason not to look.

Her glass shoes shattered when making impact with the floor, but those were of no concern. A pair of naked feet slipped through the pumpkin monster’s mouth, and Cinderella was next in line!

Like numerous girls before her, Cinderella yelled and shouted to no avail. With her feet entering first, she was showed into the salivating mouth of the pumpkin, and to Cinderella’s surprise she found it not only wet, but also warm, but how the head could shine was a mystery she didn’t got time to dwell on. Tight, oppressing and fleshy material, wrapped around her legs as they entered the throat. Cinderella tried to halt the swallowing process by pushing her hands against the outside of the pumpkin, but strong contracting muscles, combined with the slippery skin, made it a hopeless task. A few gulps were all it needed to force her into the warm interior and swallowed. The muscular contraction of the stem was utterly irresistible, every inch of her pert, nubile form wrapped tight in slimy, plant tissue, drawing her down in a claustrophobic decent. She could barely breath, let alone resist meaningfully, as she was pushed deeper and deeper, but lastly she was squeezed past an especially tight section, and then into the stomach.

Cinderella was squeezed down into a writhing tangle of slimy, naked female bodies. Multiple, desperate voices moaned around her, and she found herself pressed in tight on every side by smooth, slippery female flesh, writhing and struggling in the gooey, sweltering darkness. They were all squeezed and churned over and over in slow, patient motions, thick slime rolling and squelching over smooth, squirming female flesh as the pumpkin ate more young women. This was certainly not how she had expected the ball to end!

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Once the giant pumpkin-monster had devoured all the women it could get its vines on, it burped loud in satisfaction. It had no idea why it did this or even what he or his victim was, only that the whole process of devouring these damsels were a pleasure it never had known. But with nothing more to catch, it turned around and set course for the nearest town, hoping to continue its feast there. However, with its huge belly, grotesquely enlarged by the dozens of female bulges on its otherwise narrow stem, walking was more like wobbling, and it hadn’t gotten far before the midnight bell struck twelve. At each stroke, an unforeseen change happened to it! The pumpkin shrank and lost its movable vines, and on the twelfth’s strike, all that was left was an enormous pumpkin on a field and a crown prince who still was without a date.

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