Ben swore to himself he wouldn't get caught this time.

Last year, he had been transformed into a soft marshmallow man and had barely lasted a minute before being found by a large werewolf woman who tore his soft body limb from limb, devouring him in only a few bites. The sheer pleasure of being helplessly torn apart, then rapidly dissolved into nothingness by the warm heat of her stomach haunted his dreams.

And now Ben was here again at the annual Halloween Hide-And-Eat, his body hardening into a rich brown chocolate, his rich skin glistening under the dim moonlight.

The rules were simple, the seeking players would be transformed into monstrous forms of their choice, with infinite appetites, while the hiding players would be transformed into random edible candy versions of themselves. Of course, the candy players weren't allowed to wear clothes, as no one wanted cotton and polyester choking them while trying to enjoy their candy meals.

The first signal rang out: it was time for the candy players to run into the forest and find their hiding spots. Ben dashed into the forest, having learned his lesson from last time, he focused more on getting as deep into the forest as he could than on finding a good hiding spot.

He was glad that this time he had ended up with a hard body made of chocolate, as it was easier to run with than last time's soft springy marshmallow, and he didn't have to worry about losing pieces of himself from being torn off by the sharp branches and underbrush of the forest.

Sooner than he would have liked, he heard the distant sound of the second signal ringing out: the monstrous seekers had been released into the forest. It was time for him to stop running, and find a spot to hide.

Ben didn't choose anything fancy for his hiding spot, he just hid behind a large tree. There were better hiding spots, but if he tried them and was spotted, he'd have no chance of escaping. Last time he had tried to hide under a thick bush, but had been dragged out by his feet. With this choice, he'd have the option of dashing away if he was seen.

As minutes ticked by without any sign of persuit, Ben began nervously biting his fingers, only to recieve a shock of pleasure.

(Fuck!)

He looked down at his index finger, now missing its tip, which lay inside his mouth, releasing a rich chocolate flavor. He swallowed the tip and tried to put it out of his mind and restore his focus and self-control.

(No, no, don't think about it...)

In the distance, he could hear a crashing sound and rapid thudding footsteps. A monstrous player was rapidly closing in on his position.

Ben dashed away from his tree, perpendicular to the direction he heard the noisy player coming from, and caught a glimpse of a massive troll woman plowing through the underbrush. Fortunately, she hadn't seemed to have spotted him, and he quickly hid behind another tree away from her path, flattening his back against it and holding his breath nervously.

The crashing grew louder and closer as he waited, then mercifully began to decrease in volume as she passed him by without noticing him. Soon she was far in the distance once more.

With a sigh of relief, Ben slumped down against the tree that had hid him...

"Oooohh!!"

Ben yelped with pleasure as the rough bark of the tree stripped away long gashes of chocolate from his back. His hips bucked involuntarily as he cock lept to attention at the pleasure. He slapped his chocolate hands over his mouth and muffled his own moans.

If chocolate were able to blush, he would be blushing with embarassment at his foolish performance. He crouched low, glancing around and listening carefully, worried that a seeker might have heard his cry, but spotted nobody.

It was hard to pay attention though, as his cock wouldn't soften, though, the sensation of having been scraped away lingering deliciously. Ben took a deep breath and summoned all his willpower to ignore his erection, doing his best to pretend it didn't exist, focusing on looking around the tree for any monstrous seekers that might be coming his way.

This would backfire tremendously as his determination not to look down caused him to miss the threat approaching below him...

"Aaaah!!"

A sudden blast of pleasure came from his erect cock, and Ben looked down to see a small snake woman had latched hold and was burrowing herself into the opening of his dick, rapidly eating it away from the inside!

(Who chooses a tiny snake monster to seek with?!)

Ben was in shock for only a moment before quickly reaching down to try to pull the snake woman out, but he was already too late as the tip of her tail fully vanished into him. His hands gripped his now hollowed-out erection in panic, but the moment his hands closed around it, it *cracked*, fissures spreading across the hollow shell of a cock before shattering into hundreds of tiny shards of chocolate which scattered across the forest floor.

He collapsed to the ground, twitching in pleasure. The tip of the snake woman's tail was exposed by the destroyed cock, but disappeared into his torso before he was able to regain the presence of mind to do anything about it.

The infinite appetite of the monstrous seekers was in full display as the tiny snake woman burrowed into his insides, the only limit to the speed of her eating being the size of her tiny mouth.

The slithering invader consumed more and more of Ben's chocolate insides, hollowing out his torso bit by bit as he helplessly squirmed with pleasure on the ground. She was carefuly and precise with her feast however, taking care not to break his chocolatey skin for some reason, leaving his chocolate body outwardly intact other than the self-inflicted destroyed cock and missing fingertip.

As she ate, Ben's movements weakened, as she ate his chocolate lungs, he lost the ability to breathe, weakening him further. He felt nothing but helpless pleasure from her destructive feast though, and his only despair was at the knowledge that at this point there was nothing he could do to stop his loss.

It wasn't like last time. Last time he was torn to bits and devoured in no time at all. This time it was slow, deliberate.

Soon his entire torso had been hollowed out, and the woman began working on his limbs. As his right leg was devoured into a hollow shell, it's twitching stilled. As his left leg was emptied out, it stopped moving. Then one at a time his arms were hollowed out and stilled.

The only part of Ben's body he was still able to move was his head, eyes darting left and right, tongue breathlessly panting. But not for long, as Ben felt her move into his throat, filling it, eating her way upward with precision.

And then, she was in his head, consuming his tongue, then going on to hollow it out completely, bringing Ben's last motions to a still.

Eyes locked in place, Ben watched in confusion as the snake woman slithered out of his mouth and away into the underbrush.

(Wait... does this mean I haven't lost yet?)

Unable to do anything but wait helplessly on the ground in the dark forest, he soon heard the rustling of leaves as the snake woman returned, this time perched on the shoulder of a dragon woman.

"I know how you were upset you didn’t get to eat anyone last time," the snake woman told the dragon woman, "so I prepared one for you!"

The dragon woman's eyes gleamed as she lifted Ben's hollow chocolate shell off the ground with her sharp claws. Ben felt her scorching hot breath on his face as she examined him hungrily, feeling his soft exterior begin to melt under the heat.

"You did this for me?" the dragon woman asked in wonder, "Thank you, I'll be sure to savor it."

With that Ben watched in helplessness as she opened her jaws wide, wrapping them around his head and then *crunch*, his skull caved in and his vision went dark.

Pleasure erupted in him as the dragon consumed his hollow shell bite by careful bite, savoring him. As the last of his remains rapidly melted into chocolatly sludge in her stomach, Ben surrendered to the pleasurable sensations.

(Maybe losing isn't so bad after all.)