Trick or Treat - Candy TF
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DescriptionIf you want to make a suggestion or have an unique idea join the Discord ServerTrick or Treat - Candy TFSarah sat on her couch, glaring at the TV as Halloween specials flickered across the screen. No decorations adorned her walls, and no candy waited by the door. She'd had enough of this…
Sarah sat on her couch, glaring at the TV as Halloween specials flickered across the screen. No decorations adorned her walls, and no candy waited by the door. She'd had enough of this childish holiday. "Stupid commercialized nonsense," she muttered, aggressively flipping channels. The sounds of children laughing and shouting "trick or treat" filtered through her windows, grating on her nerves. A knock interrupted her brooding. With a groan, Sarah stomped to the door, yanking it open. "I don't have any-" Her words died as she saw the woman before her. Tall, curvaceous, clad in a revealing witch costume that left little to the imagination. Long, raven-black hair cascaded down her back, and her eyes seemed to shimmer with an unnatural green light."Trick or treat," the woman purred, her voice seductively. Something in Sarah snapped. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" she spat. "Dressing like a whore, begging for candy. You're a grown-ass woman! Get off my property, you slut!" The witch's eyes narrowed, shifting from green to a deep, glowing red. "How dare you," she hissed. "You ignore the old ways, offer no tribute, and now you insult me?" Her voice took on an otherworldly resonance. "You will become the treat you failed to provide." Sarah tried to slam the door, but her body froze. Panic rising, she watched in horror as her skin began to change. It started at her fingertips, a tingling sensation quickly becoming a burning ache. Her flesh transformed, hardening and taking on a glossy sheen. "W-what's happening to me?" Sarah gasped her voice tight with fear. The witch smirked, entering the house and setting out several large bowls. "You're becoming candy, my dear. A fitting punishment for one so sour." Sarah felt the change creeping up her arms across her chest. Her breasts hardened into perfect domes of red candy, nipples forming into hard little nubs. The sensation was indescribable - a mixture of discomfort and an unsettling sweetness. The transformation continued down her body. Her stomach flattened and hardened, taking on a smooth, polished appearance. Sarah gasped as the change reached her most intimate areas, her genitals reshaping into an anatomically correct candy sculpture. "Please," Sarah whimpered as the transformation reached her face. Her lips fused shut, eyes becoming glassy orbs. In moments, she was nothing more than a woman-shaped candy statue, every curve and detail of her body perfectly preserved in sweet, hard candy. The witch circled her, admiring her handiwork. "Halloween is a time of offerings," she explained to the frozen Sarah. "Humans give treats to appease the spirits. You chose to be rude instead. Now you'll pay the price." With a wicked grin, the witch poked Sarah's candy form. Sarah felt the pressure but couldn't move. Another poke, harder this time, and Sarah felt herself tipping. She crashed to the floor, shattering into hundreds of pieces. Though broken, Sarah remained aware. She felt the witch's fingers sorting through her shattered remains, plucking out choice pieces - her face, nipples, and most intimate parts. The rest were carelessly tossed into the waiting bowls. "These will do nicely for the children," the witch mused. "But the best parts are mine." In a blink, Sarah found herself or the pieces of herself inside a pumpkin basket. It was a strange, otherworldly town. Buildings twisted in impossible geometries, and creatures that defied description roamed the streets. The witch popped Sarah's candy eye into her mouth, and suddenly Sarah could see the inside of the witch's body. She watched in horror as her eye was swallowed, dissolved, digested. "Delicious. You are pretty sour for such a sour person." the witch moaned. "This is what happens to those who disrespect Halloween, my dear. You'll be nothing but a sweet memory soon enough." The witch continued to savor the choicest parts of Sarah's candy body. She nibbled on Sarah's candy breasts, causing waves of bizarre sensation to wash over Sarah's fragmented consciousness. The witch's tongue explored the contours of Sarah's candy vulva, sending shockwaves of unwanted pleasure through what remained of her awareness. As the witch devoured her, Sarah became aware of what was happening back in the human world. She could somehow sense as children reached into the bowls, grabbing pieces of her candy body. A young boy popped her candy toe into his mouth, and Sarah felt it dissolve on his tongue. A little girl crunched down on Sarah's candy fingers, and Sarah experienced a shattering sensation. "You see," the witch explained between bites, "you'll experience every moment of your consumption. Every lick, every bite, every dissolution in stomach acid. And you'll remain aware until the very last piece of you is gone." Sarah wanted to scream and beg for mercy, but she had no mouth and no way to communicate. She was now nothing more than a collection of candies slowly devoured by the witch. Hours passed, and Sarah felt herself diminishing
