Hello Hello! It's a day early for this, but i figured there may be a chance of a server failure from the amount of Halloween content being uploaded all at once. So I'm putting mine up a day early.

Anyways, aside from the November's 2 stories, i will be uploading a story unrelated to them. It will be a interactive where you pick how it, rather you, go down. The beginning will be in the main gallery, but I'll scrap the 6 paths, yes 6.

Hope you enjoy!
Beerus and all dragon ball z, and dragon ball super references belong to funimation

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Well. This is one way to break into somebody’s house. Get eaten by an overgrown monster, digested, and pop into a random house. I rose from the dark tile floor and rubbed my head, which felt like it was just squeezed to the point of juicing. I walked around the dark room trying to find a doorknob. But I found the next best thing: A light switch. I flick it up. And nothing happened. Great. No power. Luckily the doorknob was next to the switch, so not a complete waste. Or I would think that, had I not taken two steps out the door, and slipped down a flight of stairs.

Today was just not my day. Seriously. Though I was glad I haven't crashed into anything wanting to eat me. And almost like a sign from the universe, the sound of a doorbell echoes through the house. I look around, and about a good twenty feet away from me was what looked like the front door. And there was a porch light on. But how? I never flipped anymore switches aside from the one upstairs. Was the wiring that badly done? I rose from my belly flop position and walked towards the door. I think my first mistake was not looking to see who was on the other side. I turned the doorknob, and froze.

Standing on the lit porch was a two legged purple cat. He looked to be maybe six and half feet tall. He wasn’t your typical fluffy cats. He was one of those all skin, no fur types. I never did learn the name of that thing. The cat was definitely something. Aside from the purple skin, this thing had clothes on. The creature wore golden bands on his wrists, and a golden ring on each bicep as well as one around his neck. Oh, and the small golden band on the tip of his really tall ears, almost like what rabbit ears are like when their stands all the way up. This thing was definitely male, besides from his weird blue and purple Egyptian like clothing, he acted like a man. And his tail was thin and long enough to hide an arm in it's coils. His eyes were sharp with yellow instead of white eyeballs, and pure black pupils. The creature before me had his left paw out, and in it's clutches. Was that a jack o lantern bucket?

“I believe,” said the cat man in a mono tone voice, “I am to say, ‘trick or treat',”. He looked at me expectantly.
“Say what?” I asked, my brain still trying to understand what is going on.
“You humans say this on the time known as, ‘Halloween’ yes?” Was it that time of the year? How long was I in transition? Is it always this long each time I've been eaten? My brain felt like it was just thrown into a blender with all these questions. “Now boy. I would like my candy please,” I was pulled back by the words the cat said.
“Sorry. I don't have anything.”
“But I was lead to believe that those who had the light in front of their abode on, had candy to give,” he pointed with his free hand to the porch light shining yellow.
“Look, I'm sorry. I don't have any to give. That light came on by accident and my head is still spinning from my trip down some stairs. Please. Try a different house.” As I was about to close the door, my body had too much pain inflicted to it in such a short time. My body fell face first into the strange creature's left shoulder. Everything went dark after that, the smell of pizza lingering on the cat hanging in the air.

Confused and intrigued, Beerus took the outcold human and put him over his shoulder.
“What an odd holiday. You tried to trick me by saying you have no candy to give. Instead though, you offer yourself as my treat,” he said, looking at the butt of the boy. “Though I've never eaten a human before, the thought has intrigued me. And here is one offering himself to me.” Having said that, the god of destruction floated from his spot and into the darkened house. Using his thick tail, the door creaked loudly as it closed ominously.

Beerus placed the boy against a wall in what looked like an empty dining room. He took a closer look at his treat. The boy appeared barely out of adolescence. His glasses were black and blue framed. He had on a pair of shorts that were blue, with a plain black shirt. The god grabbed gently the face of the sleeping boy, who calmly breathed in his clutches. Never before had he held someone like so and the person would soon begin to cry and beg for their life. But this human, he slump there, showing no fear in his body. Without even properly thinking, Beerus leaned his face toward the boy's. And kissed him. And not a quick and simple one. The feline was drawn to this boy for some odd reason. His appearance at this house as his first was pure coincidence. Or was it him that drew the God here? After a good three minutes of kissing, he withdrew slowly from the boy, licking his lips.
“I've been seeing Goku and his friends kiss those close to them. I must say, it is a nice feeling,” said the cat to himself as he softly ran his fingertips over his lips. “But the odd thing is that this human appears to be cursed somehow,” the destroyer notices a faint aura around the boy, almost like a chain. “As a destroyer God, power of this level is poultry to eliminate. But it isn't my place to do so.” Beerus couldn't help but feel sympathy for the unconscious human sitting in front of him. He ran his right paw along the side of the boy's face. After sharing a kiss with his sacrifice, he almost was saddened to eat the boy. But the sacred rules of, ‘trick or treat' demanded him to proceed. He still could remember the delicious flavor the boy had when they locked lips. “Rejoice human. You are about to be a meal for a God of destruction,” whispered the feline in the boy’s ear. He moved his face to be only a foot away from the young lad's. He opened his mouth as wide as he could, and gently placed his mouth around the front of the human's head, covering the entire face of the sleeping snack. The god tried his best not to bite too hard. He gently pushed his maw, and ended up having his mouth completely wrapped around the boy’s head, imagining his meal looking down the gullet of the destroyer god. The feline grabbed his snack's arms and was gonna attempt to gently slide in the boy. But he didn't know his own strength, or the amount of concentration he needed. For when he tried to slide in the boy, he ended up shoving practically the entire body down his throat, or rather enough of the body to where only a pair of legs were cramped together as they stuck outside the god's mouth. It all happened so fast, he almost got vertigo. He could feel the head and shoulders stretching his stomach. And that's when he heard it. The sound of a muffled moan.

First a headache, now a fever. Wait. Why was this fever wet and squeezing my body? As I opened my eyes, I was looking down into a purple pool. Stomach acids? I've only ever seen green. I shook my body in defiance, only to feel like somebody wrapped me in a well made burrito.
“What the Helll--,”

“MMMMPH!!” screamed the muffled voice coming from inside the oddly shaped purple belly. Beerus was starting to get annoyed by the feeling of the boy’s legs shaking violently in his mouth, stretching his maw as it happened. The destroyer god moaned as he reached for the bottom of the feet. He expected this next part to get a little rough, but he wanted his jaws to rest already. He pushed the last of his offering's body down into his gullet. With a powerful gulp, the cat breathed a sigh of relief as he was able to breathe through his mouth again. The oddly shaped bulge in his stomach grew to look like he just ate four watermelons whole. And they we're moving inside. Beerus worked out his jaw, moving the lower part left and right, practicing closing his mouth. He groaned in satisfaction as he patted his now four foot stretched gut.
“You were indeed a tough one to swallow. But well worth it,” he said, talking to the muffled voice in his belly. “I thank you for this treat on Halloween. Now if you'll excuse me,” he floated off the ground and with difficulty landed on the floor, almost hitting the floor cause his passenger was throwing him off. “I'm off to retrieve more ‘trick or treats’, though you will keep me full for a bit. Maybe I'll even sleep you off,” he said to himself, letting out a chuckle. He walked out the dining room and opened the front door. Leaving the empty house available again. The only thing to show there was somebody here was the tablespoon amount of drool on the floor.

Beerus flew into the night sky and was stopped by his annoying angel. The being floated in front of him, skin blue, white hair standing upwards. And wearing a red robe with an odd design. In his left hand he held a staff with a green sphere on the top end.
“Lord Beerus, there you are. Where have--,” the blue man just noticed the overly large gut that moved ever slightly. “I see you had plenty of something to eat. Though I do believe earth candy does not move around when eaten,” said the floating man, eyeing the round gut. “And seeing as you’re a male, I doubt you are pregnant like Bulma was,” he poked the questionable belly with the top end of his staff. And it moved a little more.
“Now, now. The food I ate is just disagreeing with my stomach. That's all there is to it, Whis,” Said Beerus, slapping the sides of his gut. After which, the squirming ceased. But instead of letting it slide, Whis placed the green orb over the god's stomach, and the sphere glowed. He looked at the globe, and sighed with exasperation.
“I can’t believe you ate a human,” the floating man, shaking his head in disappointment.
“Hey! My stomach is not something you should be x-raying! And besides, this is how trick or treating works on earth. He tried to trick me, then offered himself as a treat. Who am I to disagree with tradition?” said the purple feline, rubbing his gut gently. However he yelped in pain when Whis's orb end of his staff landed hard on his skull. “What the Hell!?”
“Honestly, Lord Beerus. I can't take my eyes off you for even a second,” he pointed to the misshapen part of the God. “That's not how trick or treat works, you are to ask for a treat. If you do not receive one, you play a trick, like throwing eggs at one’s house. Or using toiletry to cover their house. THAT is proper trick or treat,” Whis explained to the clueless destroyer. “Unfortunately, there's no way to remove the boy. I can't rewind time either. So he won't be surviving this experience,” The blue man eyed the shamed God. “As punishment, no food from earth for a whole week,” Whis smiled as he said this. Beerus looked like he had all the color drained from his body.
“Oh come on! That's not even fair!”
“Nor was it fair to eat an innocent human being.”
“Ugh,” Beerus froze, realizing that the Angel wasn't wrong. “Fine. This kid can easily fill me for a week. I'll just sleep till it's time. Take me home,” said the destroyer, the sound of defeat in his tone. Whis smiled and hummed as a giant orb surrounded the two. And almost instantaneously, the two vanished. Taking an unexpected meal named Al.