Halloween Monster Concept

To really get into the Halloween Spirit, I thought it would be fun to design my own scary Halloween monster. This is the Boogie-Monster. He's 7 feet tall, or 0.00115205 Nautical Miles for my European readers. At night, when you think you're safe, he bursts out of your closet and roars "OOGIE BOOGIE BOOGIE! I'M THE BOOGIE-MONSTER! I'M THE BOOGIE-MONSTER!" and chases you around your house while flailing his arms around.

If he catches you, he pins you to the ground and starts punching you in the face, while screaming "I'M THE BOOGIE-MONSTER! GIMME YOUR FUCKING CAR KEYS! GIMME YOUR FUCKING CAR KEYS!"

What do you guys think? Is he scary? Have any ideas for revisions I could make? I'm already working on a Boogie-Monster x Male Reader story for Wattpad. I don't want to reveal too much here because it's not done, but I could give an overview. Basically, after the attack and theft of your car by the Boogie-Monster, you spend a week recovering. You join a support group for survivors of robbery. Until one day, you hear a knock at your door. You open it, and standing there is the Boogie-Monster. He's awkwardly staring down at his big hairy feet.

"Hey," he says, "I know you probably don't want to see me. But I came here to give you back your car. And to apologize."

He holds out your car keys. Stunned, you take them from him.

"I'm sorry," he says, "I'm really sorry. What I did was wrong. I... I was going to sell your car for scrap, but I just couldn't do it. I just felt sick. One morning, I woke up and looked at myself in the mirror, and I didn't like who I saw. I want to change. I want to be better."

You stand there, blinking at the 7 foot tall monster. You don't know if you can forgive him just yet, but you have to admit, it takes a lot of guts to admit you were wrong.

"I was thinking..." the Boogie-Monster says, and you swear you can see him blush, "could I... could I take you out to dinner somewhere? I know that doesn't make up for what I did but... maybe it's a start...?"

This time it's your turn to blush. Without thinking, you accept.

He takes you to Chili's and orders the Triple Dipper. To your shock, he lets you have both of the Bigmouth Bites. You get to talking, and you learn more and more about the Boogie-Monster. Growing up, he didn't have the best home life. His mother, Mrs. Boogie-Monster, was overly vain and obsessed with image. He never felt like he had much of a connection with her, he felt more like a thing to parade than a child. And his father, Boogie-Monster Sr., was a drunk. His parents always fought, and inevitably they would take out their frustrations on the Boogie Monster. He grew up, lashing out at all authority figures, before becoming an alcoholic just like his father.

"I'm trying out the 12 step program right now. I like it so far, but it's hard." The Boogie-Monster says to you, smiling sheepishly. You two decide to help each other. The Boogie-Monster will accompany you to your survivors-of-robbery support group, and you'll accompany him to Alcoholics Anonymous to help him overcome his fears.

After dinner, he drives you home. 

"I had a good time." He says, standing beside his car.

Your heart is pounding. Without thinking, you hear yourself speak.

"Would you like to come inside?"

The Boogie-Monster blinks at you. He doesn't respond, he just nods his head.

You open your front door and lead the Boogie-Monster inside. You can feel his warm breath on the back of your neck, sending electricity throughout your body. You turn around, and meet his eyes. Before you know it, his lips meet yours. He takes you into his mighty arms, as you run your fingers through his soft, warm fur. You never imagined you could be attracted to another man, but now all you can think about is the Boogie-Monster. 

The two of you make your way to your bed. The Boogie-Monster expertly removes your clothing. His fur tickles your bare skin. His powerful member parts his fur, like a third horn growing between his legs. You want it, no, you need it inside of you. Your bed squeaks and moans with each thrust of your colossal lover, but your own moans drown out the sounds of the bed. He grips your hips with the strength of five men, and with a powerful roar, fills you with his hot love. He collapses on top of you, panting. 

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That's what I've got so far. Is it scary? I hope it's scary. Though, maybe it's scarier that I decided to spend my time making this post than working on my animations.