After two whole groups of brave trick-or-treaters, there are only a few lucky survivors left... and tonight, they've earned something special. I've decided my last treats of Halloween don't belong in my belly or under my feet... they belong on my body. I let the tiny survivors climb all over me, feeling every inch of my soft skin, my heartbeat pounding under their little hands, my stomach growling with their friends still inside. Then I take them lower... down between my thighs, to the place they've been secretly staring at all night. One by one, I slide them deep inside me, feeling every tiny wriggle as they disappear exactly where they've always belonged. Every brave little visitor who knocked on my door tonight is inside me now... Happy Halloween, little ones.