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Halloween 2025 - Daily Story - Part 6
🕑 Added 2025-10-25 16:20:13 +0000 UTCPart 5 saw Kyle pretending everything was fine, and now he's about to enter the House of Depravity. You guys wanted more ripping and I am happy to provide, so read on for today's part and vote below for what befalls Kyle next.
Dane pushed open the double doors and Kyle felt his mouth drop open in shock.
The room was barely lit by a few lamps, various sofas and chairs were dotted throughout the large space, music with a deep bass played quietly in the background, and there were a number of scantily clad men in costumes writhing around with each other.
It was unlike anything that Kyle had seen before.
“You look a little surprised,” Dane whispered in Kyle’s ear.
“Uh, a work colleague invited me here, and now I’m not so sure I should have come. I definitely didn’t have this in mind.”
Dane kissed Kyle’s neck. “Your colleague isn’t here yet, and we could have some fun.”
Kyle giggled and stepped back. “No, I’d love to, but I have other places to get to, and uh . . . yeah, I better be going.”
Dane stepped in front of him and placed both hands on his shoulders. “Don’t be shy, Kyle. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. You can just sit with me.”
As much as Kyle found the idea of sitting with Dane and ultimately snogging him and grinding against him, there was no way he’d want his colleague to find him in this kind of place. He was sure the guy from work must have misunderstood what the haunted house was for, but if he hadn’t, there was a strong possibility that he wanted Kyle there for some fun, and there was no way that Kyle wanted there.
“I promised some friends I’d meet them at the fair, and I really don’t think my work colleague will show for this, so I really better go.”
Dane sighed. “Okay, if you’re sure, but if you change your mind later tonight, I’ll be here.”
“Thanks,” Kyle smiled at Dane.
It was at that moment that Kyle turned to leave and his damn dress shoes skidded on the polished floor again, but this time, they slipped from underneath him, and Kyle fell forward on to his knees, his cape flying forward over his head, his back arched and his bubble butt pushing back . . . pushing back so hard in fact that another RRRRIIIIPPPPPPPPP filled the air, and Kyle immediately knew that he’d ripped his pants more.
“Holy fuck, dude! You’ve ripped your pants.”
Kyle scrambled to his feet as Dane laughed at the sight before him. Pulling his cape back down and into place, Kyle ignored Dane and shuffled towards the double doors, desperate to get back to his car.
Once outside in the cool air, Kyle took a deep breath. He was okay, he wasn’t hurt, and the rip couldn’t be that bad because his pants were still on. They didn’t even feel looser.
When he reached his car, Kyle slid his hands beneath the cape and felt for his meaty ass. Sure enough, there was a rip down the rear seam about three inches in length. Thankfully, with his pants so tight, the material was practically wedged between his cheeks anyway, so it wasn’t like it was visible, and he had the cape to cover everything.
It was too early to head to the party, so Kyle decided he’d head to the fair. The question was, did he go home and try and change, or risk his stupidly tight outfit for a little while longer?
Comments
SuitedWestend
Love the warlock idea!
Jarrett
Kyle needs to get completely naked with no clothes available. Maybe a warlock casts a spell and Kyle in a hypnotic state tears his clothes off and burns or shreds them in a very public place.
