Mooning Mummy (Literature)

Happy Halloween all! As I'm vigorously working on Indecent Exposure (quality takes time lol) I wanted to give you a little something, just in time for Halloween!

It was a night that was neither dark nor particularly stormy, yet spooky  all the same: Halloween! An eerie full moon cast pale light over  Candice’s school, over the numerous jack-o-lanterns guarding the doors,  and the orange-black garland adorning all the walls. Halloween was  always a holiday Eager Meadows All-Girls School celebrated fairly  heartily, but since the holiday fell on a Friday this year, as a rare  treat, the school went all-out with a ginormous party! The gymnasium was  positively overloaded with skeletons and scarecrows tacked onto the  bleachers and loitering at the refreshment tables lined with ghoulish  sweets, as smiling bats with sparkles in their wings hung from the  rafters. Stage lights slowly strobed orange and purple in the rhythm to  funky remixes of classic Halloween jingles, keeping the hundred-plus  partygoers bopping and grooving. Most importantly: everyone was in  costume! That’s why Candice always loved Halloween! It was fun to dress  up, sure, but it was just as neat to see everyone else’s costumes!

 This  time of year really brought out the creativity in some people! Candice  stifled a laugh as she watched one of her classmates sashay by as  gracefully as she could while wearing a bunch of gold-painted cardboard  boxes - apparently dressed as a robot from an anime Candice wasn’t  familiar with - to pull away a fast-food cashier from their conversation  with a hockey-masked psycho. What a wild night!

Candice laughed  and danced and mingled her way about the gym, making small talk in  between bouts of joyous boogieing. Seeing her peers’ creative outfits  did make her a bit more self-conscious in her rather basic witch  costume, a costume she’d already worn some time before. Unfortunately,  in getting ahead on studying and twelve-page essays, Halloween had  really gotten the jump on Candice this year, but she didn’t mind getting  another chance with the costume - she felt cute! Although it definitely  had come with a wand, but Candice for the life of her could not find  it… who knows where it ended up?… Just as well, though - Candice  remembered things getting a little too out of hand last time.

What  was most important was that she was actually able to enjoy herself! By  some stroke of fortune, none of her tormentors were in attendance that  night! No Hannah, no Emma, not even Luna! Claire maybe was around - yes,  Candice thought she remembered her being the Bride of Frankenstein -  but still, the night was bully-less and full of fun! It was so  refreshing to actually be able to talk to people, to make jokes and let  loose without fear of being turned into a spectacle! The only way  Candice was getting attention that night was gonna be when she owned the  dance floor!

Time flew by in a colorful blur, until a  song-change into an apple-bobbing activity prompted Candice to  laughingly shimmy her way towards the refreshments table, to catch her  breath and refuel with her pick of cookies shaped like chocolatey  spiders and roaches, copious amounts of candy corn, and a few ‘ghoulish’  punches apparently meant to be ectoplasm. Eyeing up her choices,  Candice ladled some of the purple punch into a cup. She turned around  while debating which treats to take, only to bump into a pair of girls  she thought she recognized from some class, each dressed as slasher  villains - one wore a black cloak and peeked out from behind a white  ghostly mask, while the other had on a red-green sweater and a ratty  fedora. Even though they weren’t friends or anything, the mood was so  electric that Candice was able to immediately strike up a pleasant  conversation with the girls, as they shouted jokes at each other over  the uproar rising over the apple-bobbing activity. Yeah, this kind of  thing needed to happen so much more often! The girls laughed in unison  and held out their drinks to Candice. “Would you mind putting a spell on  this to make it taste better?” Giddily, Candice tilted her hat and  waved her hand around to instead pretend to put a curse their beverages,  which made them laugh harder and made Candice laugh too! What fun!

The  conversation was abruptly interrupted, however, when a wild howl  pierced the gym and made Candice spin around in a moment of confusion.  The crowd roared in raucous cheer as a positively massive werewolf ran  through the crowd, howling and yipping and throwing up rock-and-roll  signs! It was a spooky redesign of the school’s Tina Tiger mascot, but a  LOT larger than Candice had expected, like seven feet of shaggy dirty  fur and shoulders so wide there might have been three people in the  costume! As the Werewolf Tina ran through the crowd, she banked to the  side to swing very close to Candice! Yelping, Candice threw herself back  out of the way, as Werewolf Tina barreled past to start a second lap of  the gym as everyone howled along!

Candice smiled, watching the  mascot go, but her cheer faltered when she picked herself up back to  standing. She’d fallen backwards against the table, and in doing so, she  accidentally upended the white punch bowl all over the side of her  dress! Yuck! Candice tried to brush away what she could, but the spill  was already setting, and what came off had a weird sticky goopy quality  to it, with strands connecting her hand to the rest of the spill. Eww,  what was in that one? Candice was glad she stuck to the purple one.  Regardless, Candice excused herself and hurried out of the gym, to the  nearest restroom to wash off the spill.

As soon as she got into  the restroom, Candice immediately ran a paper towel under the faucet,  and began dabbing at her ruined dress. Much had already set, though,  giving Candice not much to do but smear it around more. She sighed and  balled up the paper towel to toss in the trash. Oh well. She’d stick to  the back wall, maybe no one would notice out of the lights. A little  stain was far from the worst wardrobe hitch she’d weathered. Hopefully a  bit of dry cleaning and the costume could be salvaged…

Before  heading back to the party, however, Candice hesitated, suddenly feeling  the need to take care of personal business. She jogged over to the  biggest stall, locked the door, and began the arduous process of taking  off her costume. Carefully, Candice removed the floppy witch’s cap and  hung it on the coat-hook, before unzipping the dress and wiggling out of  it. With that out of the way, she had to peel her way out of a bright  purple leotard she’d worn under in lieu of undergarments. It was  certainly a few layers to worm out from, but that was a big part of why  Candice chose the costume in the first place, how tamper-proof it  seemed. Of course, Candice had been so wrapped up in worrying over what  her bullies might devise, she completely overlooked her own needs.  Still, better safe than sorry. A few minutes longer getting ready to pee  was worth the extra security.

With the leotard successfully  removed, Candice was fully nude. Even if it was just for a moment in a  private restroom stall, there was still a shiver sent down Candice’s  body she just couldn’t help. Not dwelling in it, though, she turned  around to take a seat and take care of business.

As soon as she  did so, however, she froze. Her outfit was gone. The dress, the leotard,  the hat, every part of her costume she had just put down, it was… gone!

Immediately,  Candice ducked down and looked all over the floor. Maybe they fell? She  didn’t see anything! Had someone taken them?! “H-hello?” Candice called  out as she crouched lower to look down the bathroom for anyone else’s  legs. She didn’t see or hear anyone, and surely she would’ve heard  anyone else come in, but what other explanation was there? Someone had  to have come in and snuck out and stolen her costume as quickly and  quietly as a ghost!

A different sort of chill across Candice’s  bare body made her cross her arms over her stiffening nipples. Just  great! With her costume gone, Candice was butt naked in the middle of  school! What the heck was she gonna do, then? Was she just gonna have to  make a run for it? Cover what she could and book it? Candice was so  frustrated! She had actually been having fun! This was NOT how this  night of all nights should be ending: with her streaking through school!  Unless there was some other way? Reluctant to leave the stall, Candice  idly spun around and scanned the floor, quietly cursing whoever it was  that ruined what had been a genuinely great evening.

During what  might have been the twentieth glance around, Candice finally noticed  that the stall she was in had a lot of extra toilet paper. Like, a LOT  of extra toilet paper, like ‘someone saving up for an apocalypse’  amounts. There had to be maybe twenty rolls, probably more, stacked up  in a neat pyramid. Seeing it, a crazy thought entered her head. Could  she - potentially - use it as cover? Or better yet… maybe she could wrap  herself like a mummy? The more she thought about it, the less  outlandish it seemed. It wasn’t for long, it just had to cover her long  enough to get out of the school. In any case, it’d be better than  walking out of the bathroom and running through the halls with… nothing  at all on… Seeing no other options, Candice approached the pile and  started on a makeshift mummy costume.

It was tricky business,  passing the rolls around and around her body, keeping the toilet tissue  tight enough to stay on her body. Candice didn’t skimp, layering and  double layering and triple layering. It took more than a dozen of the  rolls to ensure nary an inch of her bod could be seen beneath the  ‘bandages.’ At first her makeshift get-up started as a sort of one-piece  swimsuit, focused around keeping her ample bust and her hips covered,  and those areas alone certainly required a significant amount of  coverage - the majority had to be devoted solely to ensuring Candice’s  prominent bubble butt was fully covered. To make the overall look  convincing, eventually Candice thought to wrap around her limbs, and a  little around her head and neck. It was actually kind of fun! She  remembered doing this sort of thing out of boredom when she was younger -  of course it was over her clothes back then, not *instead* of them.  Eventually, Candice decided she had enough coverage. After one extra  roll just to be safe, Candice psyched herself up with a shaky inhale and  shuffled out of the stall to get a good look at herself in the mirror.

Yep…  she looked like a mummy, alright, albeit a somewhat sloppy mummy, with  her wrappings very unevenly layered all over her body. While she knew it  was toilet paper, the layered wrapping might make it less obvious to  passersby. It didn’t have to be convincing, it just needed to get her  outside. With another unsure deep breath, Candice turned to exit the  restroom.

Candice moved very slowly and by moving her limbs as  little as possible. The toilet paper seemed to be staying, but she  didn’t want to shake it loose on accident and unravel her hard work. The  hardest part was opening the bathroom door, lifting her arm and putting  enough force and speed to get it open, but after that, she could creep  along fairly safely, but still very slowly, wary of accidentally  jostling her precarious new outfit. It felt only as stable as a bunch of  thin tissue wrappings could, but for the moment it seemed secure, at  least secure enough she could slightly pick up the pace, though the  entire time she still felt like she didn’t truly have clothes on…

Thankfully,  Candice didn’t have far to go: the bathroom was only three or four  hundred feet or so from the activity entrance, and if she could at least  make it there, she’d pretty much be home free. On top of that, the  hallway seemed to be empty for the moment. With no one around, Candice  quickened her pace to a jog, only to freeze when she felt the wrappings  shift too loosely, or at least she thought she did. Pausing to  double-check her coverage, Candice began creeping forward again. She  could just run, maybe, but she had a distinct feeling the second she  did, her outfit would come undone, and people would show up and see some  or all of her nude. Better safe than sorry! Step by step, Candice the  Mummy made her way to the exit. She focused on the gym doors as she  passed, watching the colorful strobing and dancing shadows inside,  bracing for anyone to open the doors and see her. She had an uncanny  sense that anyone who did would see right through her outfit, especially  if they had seen her in her witch outfit before… Doubts began attacking  Candice’s brain and her pounding heart! In her fear, she realized she’d  frozen, looking back to realize she was within reach of the doors! Was  she really going to make it? It sure looked like she would!

As  she took that next eager step towards ‘escape,’ however, a few voices  rang out. “Candice? Hey, there you went!” Freezing, Candice carefully  glanced over her shoulder to see Tracey and a few other of her  classmates peering from the gym door. Dressed as a big pink crayon,  Tracey giggled and pointed. “Costume change? What a diva! Ha, kidding, I  love it! What an act!”

Unprepared for the compliment, Candice smiled in sheepish gratitude, before pointedly sidling forward towards the exit.

Tracey  didn’t take the hint and eagerly jogged over to Candice to tease her  back towards the gym doors. “Where’re you going, silly? Party’s back  this way! Don’t you want everyone to see your new costume? They’ll love  it!”

Candice’s mind churned with mixed feelings. All she had on  her body was a dozen layers of toilet tissue. Going back in there felt  like asking for trouble! She *had* been having fun, though… but was it  worth going back in there? Hannah wasn’t in there, nor Emma, so it’s not  like she’d get pranked… right? Was it a risk worth taking? But it was  like the choice made itself. Before she knew it, Candice was back in the  gym, part of the party once again.

It was weird how much it was  like a switch flipping in Candice. As soon as she was back under the  strobing lights and wrapped back up in the glow of idle chit-chat and  laughter, all her doubts melted away, and she got right back into  grooving and mingling, basking in the praise from those recognizing her  outfit change! At first she had her concerns about her ‘cool mummy  costume,’ but she was quickly getting used to it and understanding how  hard she could party without so much as a single square of toiler paper  shifting. Though she still kept near the back, especially when the next  activities began, Candice was pleased that the night didn’t have to end  so soon! And, admittedly, it was a bit exciting, doing all she did with  the secret knowledge of toilet paper wrappings being her only clothes!

Of  course, it wouldn’t last. After so many songs, Candice lifted her arm  during a particularly raucous bout of grooving and froze on the spot as  she watched a wrapping unfurl from around her forearm and gracefully  float off into the crowd. Zapped by sudden worrying, Candice glanced  down and saw a few wrappings sticking out a bit more than she remembered  them doing before. Although she gave herself a quick pat-down and  couldn’t tell that anything around her torso was loose, she did watch as  another wrapping fell from around her shin, stepped on by some nearby  dancing hamburger and stuck to their sneaker as they danced deeper into  the gym. Alright, Candice had had her fun, but it was enough of a sign  to her that it was time to get moving before she lost any more of her  costume!

As soon as Candice turned to make her exit, however, the  colorful lights abruptly dimmed before convening on a spot in the  center of the gym, an eerie disembodied cackle drowning out the last  notes of the song. Candice turned around to watch the crowd make a space  for a skeleton on a string to drop from the rafters with another eerie  cackle! It was painted with glow-in-the-dark green, and its jaw bounced  up and down in time with the laughter. “Time has come, ghoul-friends!”  Candice swore it almost sounded like Claire putting on a voice. “What’s  Halloween without a little trick-or-treating? So what will it be?” On  cue, more lights flicked on in the corners of the gym, more skeletons  dropping from the rafters, to the amusement of the crowd. “Treat?” The  glow-in-the-dark skeleton opened is jaw and coughed up a fun-sized candy  bar. “Or… TRICK?” Immediately, the skeleton made a barfing sound as a  splash of what smelled like overly-sweet apple cider spewed from its  mouth and soaked the nearest partygoers. The skeletons and the crowd  laughed in unison, while Candice was struck dumb with terror! Her outfit  wouldn’t survive that! She had to move!

But when Candice spun  around to leave, she came face to face with a purple skeleton in a  matching spotlight! Its jaw fell open, as it spoke three simple words:  “Trick… or… treat?”

Candice froze, aware of all the attention  suddenly placed on her. With a bashful smile, she attempted to sidestep  the skeleton. She had places to be, tricks to not fall for! But then the  skeleton’s voice suddenly got a lot louder and much angrier: “If you  don’t, I don’t care, I’ll pull down your UNDERWEAR! Hahahaha!”

Candice  jumped at that! Whether or not the skeleton could actually make good on  its tropey threat, Candice didn’t have any underwear on, and she was  worried what might happen if she got on the skeleton’s bad side… She  could sense the crowd getting agitated around her! “Trick! Or! Treat!” A  chant started around her! “Trick! Or! Treat!” Candice felt paralyzed!  If she got unlucky, her outfit was toast, and she’d be naked in front of  everyone! If she didn’t play, the same might happen! She had to take  the chance! Nervously, Candice inched closer to the dangling skeleton,  as the chant got louder around her. “Trick! Or! Treat!” Candice stood  close enough she could have tickled the skeleton’s ribs, and she stood  staring at its empty jaw. For the longest time, nothing happened, like  the moment kept repeating and repeating! “Trick! Or! Treat!” She  couldn’t run, she just had to brace herself! At last, the skeleton’s jaw  creaked open wider…

…and a little packet of colored chocolate dropped out!

Candice’s  sigh of relief was so massive she felt like she just deflated like a  balloon! With a cheerful ‘thank you,’ Candice reached down to claim her  treat, as a cheering crowd dispersed around her. As she did so, the  skeleton began suddenly rising back into its spot in the rafters,  cackling all the way. Candice admired her prize with a pleasantly  surprised smile. Luck was on her side for once!

Of course, she  just had to think that… As Candice stood up, she felt something like  tugging at her side, and when she looked to see what it was, she nearly  screamed aloud! When she bent down, one of the wrappings dangling off  her back got caught on the skeleton’s bony foot, which was now pulling  back up to the ceiling, taking Candice’s wrapping with it! Candice felt  her fragile outfit begin to loosen, as the wrapping slithered off her  torso and higher above her! Hurriedly, Candice dropped the candy and  began fighting to pull her wrapping off the decoration before anyone saw  her! She pulled hard and… oh thank goodness, the wrapping actually came  free!…

…only, to Candice’s dismay, to float down and get snagged on the spikes of a passing punk rocker’s leather jacket!

Carefully,  Candice tried to follow the rocker, as her toilet tissue wrapping was  gradually pulled further away from her! She felt the wrapping’s hold  around her middle starting to loosen like an uncoiling snake, the rocker  going deeper into the crowd and other partygoers starting to push  against it! Candice felt cold spots open up around her middle, as cracks  in her cover started to widen! Quickly, Candice realized her best bet  was to pull the dangling piece off the rest of its connected sheets! She  starting pinching and pulling close to her body to try and separate the  paper still around her body from the ever-lengthening stretch  unraveling, but instead of ripping off - much to Candice’s horror - she  ended up pulling the entire sheet, and, like it was load-bearing, she  felt everywhere on her outfit loosen at once!

Everything went  wrong at the same time! Toilet tissue began to unspool around her hips  and sag down to her thighs, revealing the skin beneath! She wanted to  bend over and scoop it up, but also didn’t want her butt to bust out and  moon anyone behind her, or potentially cause more of her outfit to  slip! Stifling her yelp, Candice watched as her wrappings sagged and  started revealing her crotch! Quickly, Candice snagged a small snack  plate off the nearby refreshments table, dumping off the food and  holding it in front of her private parts before the wrappings fell off  them entirely, putting her other hand over her chest to secure the paper  still covering (most of) her boobs! Though her legs were bare, her  modesty was preserved… except her outfit kept unraveling! Candice felt  another wrapping slip and cool air gracing her back door. A glance back  confirmed her fears and made her gasp aloud: her butt was exposed!

Immediately,  Candice backed up and pushed her newly-revealed rump into the  refreshments table, looking this way and that to see if anyone noticed  her rearward wardrobe malfunction. No one seemed to, and she saw there  was thankfully no one behind her. It was well past time to make her  exit! Slowly, Candice began shuffling to the side, keeping her butt  pushed against the table and a wide smile on her face she hoped seemed  natural - though she couldn’t do much to help the blushing slowly  blooming in her cheeks. She kept having to freeze in her tracks as  partygoers came around to inconveniently grab refreshments right in her  path. It was hard to tell if anyone was suspicious of her  constantly-widening mortified grin, but Candice didn’t wait to find out!  If there was no one in her way, she was constantly side-stepping to the  rhythm of the song currently blaring, unsuccessfully trying to keep her  wrapping from unraveling further!

Before long, though, one  particularly inconvenient partygoer passing by stepped on another  loosened stretch of toilet paper and it stuck to their high heel,  peeling one of Candice’s concealing strands away from her body the  opposite way from the other, revealing part of her belly. “H-hey!”  Candice called after them, but they just kept walking deeper into the  gym with her outfit stuck to their heel. On top of all of that, another  partygoer behind her had inadvertently placed their drink on a wrap  dangling around Candice’s shoulders, weighing it down and causing even  more of her outfit to unravel. Gulping and overwhelmed, Candice began to  pick up her speed, her feigned nonchalance evaporating faster by the  second, as she felt more and more of her wrappings loosen and pull away  to reveal inch by inch of her milky skin! Half her outfit was gone! Her  neck and limbs were bare, just her chest and hips still scantily  covered! On top of that, Candice officially was out of table, she  realized in horror as her butt wobbled into empty air! Candice gulped  and shuffled faster as another inch of her cleavage was revealed,  hugging close what she could of the toilet paper still covering her  nipples while the rest hopelessly slipped out of reach in three  different directions! It wouldn’t be long until she lost the rest of her  wrappings and was naked! Just a little further! The door was… why was  it still so far away? Suddenly, it was like Candice wasn’t moving,  frozen in place. The music faded and all scattered conversation dried up  within a second. She glanced back towards the gym in horror, to face  everyone now staring at her, at the scantly-covered bubble-butt dork, a  mostly-unwrapped mooning mummy!

The crowd erupted in laughter!  Flashing cameras began capturing Candice’s infamously plump and  fully-revealed rear on photo! “Full moon tonight, Candice?” “Nothing  underneath? You’re just begging to expose yourself, aren’t you?”  Squealing, Candice spun around to hide her butt from the crowd, but that  did little to improve the situation! “Covering your naughty bits with a  plate? How kinky!” “And her tits are popping out too!”

“Wha…  wha?” Candice looked down and gasped at the sight of her fully-erect  nipples poking out between her wrappings! She’d let go of her chest to  ensure her plate didn’t slip, but without her grip, the remaining  wrappings around her chest began to loosen and slip off! She scrambled  to adjust them too late, unable to keep more than a small scarf’s worth  of wrapping around her shoulders, her bodacious breasts just barely  obscured!

To try and make light of the situation - and partly out  of being too stunned to react properly - Candice smiled like she had no  idea what everyone was looking at, but embarrassment made her lips  quiver, and with her flaming red blushing, her classmates only laughed  harder. “Wow, look at that smirk! She must be getting off on this!” “See  how she’s wiggling her hips?” Candice’s mouth turned to cotton and her  mind went blank, able to do nothing but continue smiling as hundreds of  eyes and what felt like just as many cameras watched her last bits of  cover unravel…

Bright white spotlights shone over Candice,  blinding her. When she opened her eyes, it felt like her entire body  turned to terrified stone. A crowd of all her classmates stretched  around her on all sides, pointing and laughing and catcalling. All of  Candice’s wrappings were gone, the plate too, leaving her completely  butt-ass naked from head to toe in front of everybody she knew! Every  way she turned, more people were there staring at her and her body!  Candice sloppily covered most of her breasts with one arm and pushed her  other hand over her private parts, but felt her exposed rear end  quivering to the hungry gaze of the crowd behind her! Candice yelped as a  hard slap rocked her bare ass, but she turned around and couldn’t see  who did it, only for another hand to give her another spank! Candice  just dumbly spun in circles with her hands over her sensitive spots! She  couldn’t think straight! She was NAKED! In front of everyone, she was  completely, totally NAKED!!

Candice was so humiliated and  terrified she couldn’t budge an inch, couldn’t even weakly plead for  people to look away! She just stock-still and cotton-mouthed under the  spotlights with a big embarrassed grin on her face, squeezing herself  tight in a futile attempt to conceal her shame, feeling totally helpless  as everyone continued to point and take pictures of her and swat at her  unguarded bubble butt cheeks! “Happy Halloween, Candice, you naked  nerd!”

Within a moment, the air closed around Candice. All the  laughter blurred out around her, behind the sound of her rapid heartbeat  getting louder and louder. Some strange feeling cut through the terror  like a knife, some strange warmth. Her attention became so purely  focused on her body, her completely bare body, and the attention so  acutely placed onto it by everyone in that moment. Her chest heaved.  Sweat beaded and rolled cooly down her back and between her boobs. She  felt herself straightening at the hips, standing taller. Candice caught  her breath and finally lost her smile as she moved her hands away-

“GAH!”

Candice  spasmed awake, her heart like a jackhammer against her chest! Panting  through the delirium of abruptly-shattered sleep, Candice slowly put  together that there was in fact no crowd around her, no, she wasn’t even  at school! It was 3 AM, she was in her bed, the party hadn’t happened  yet… she had been dreaming… just a crazy nightmare…

Deeply  sighing, Candice collapsed back onto her bed. What a nightmare! The  experience, everything she felt, it felt so much like she’d been awake!  The spotlights hot on her bare skin, the voices and laughs wrapping  around her, the weakness in her muscles… butterflies in her stomach…  wait… there was some other feeling, like a sort of buzz that kept  lingering… had she… Quickly, Candice flicked on the bedside lamp and  lifted up her covers to confirm her suspicions that dream had gotten a  certain… reaction… In the moment, as well, Candice surprised herself by  flashing herself with full frontal, having forgotten she wasn’t wearing  PJs… or anything else…

While on her way up to bed that night,  Candice missed a step and accidentally spilled her tea on her  nightshirt. After spraying it with stain-remover and leaving it in the  laundry room, Candice hesitated while picking out a replacement and  wondered if it was all that necessary. Deciding to spice things up a  bit, she thought she’d try and sleep topless, but it felt almost…  imbalanced, or something. Thus, Candice had decided to even things out  by ditching her shorts to take a stab at sleeping al natural - something  she’d always toyed with. It had felt nice to start, but evidently a  little *too* nice. ’Yep,’ Candice thought to herself, as she gathered up  her sheets to sneakily drop into the washing machine, ‘last time I do  that.’ Still, it was something she probably would’ve tried eventually -  at least she knew now she might be a tad too sensitive for it.

After  doing the necessary cleaning-up, Candice refitted herself with a fresh  pair of jammies and slid back into a remade bed, though her heart rate  was still much too rapid to let her realistically drift back off. While  she breathed deep to calm her body down, Candice ran through the events  of the dream in her head and laughed. How crazy! It’d actually be kinda  cool to see some of that stuff at the real party, like the  ‘trick-or-treat’ skeletons… maybe she should talk to Claire, she was on  the set-up crew, right? Eh, probably too late. Of course, for every cool  moment, the ‘grand finale’ replayed in Candice’s mind like five times,  which didn’t help to clear Candice’s mind, instead only heightening her  niggling worries about the real event going so poorly.

Candice  craned her neck to glance through her room, to where her real costume  hung waiting for the day. It was just a crazy dream, Candice assured  herself. There wasn’t gonna be any losing this costume, no sir! Candice  had been planning for this party for a long time, and she had prepared  something totally foolproof! Bullies, no bullies, it didn’t matter:  Candice was going to that party, and she was going to have fun! She  wasn’t gonna lose this costume…

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“AH! N-n-no! Down!  D-down, boy!” Candice pled over the crowd roaring with jeering laughter,  as the music cut out and everyone’s attention fell squarely on her, as  she struggled to keep her pants up against the bulldog forcing them  downward!

Candice’s ‘foolproof’ costume of choice was a  fully-body werewolf costume, covering her from head to toe in scrappy  blue-grey fur, with an oversized cartoony wolf mask hiding her head.  That was the only way she figured she could get through the party and  have some fun without bullies ruining it for her: by concealing her  identity. What Candice hadn’t expected was for Emma - wearing a  stereotypical Hollywood movie hot pink ‘mean girl’ outfit - to bring her  belligerent bulldog, Rhino, to the party! What Candice DEFINITELY  hadn’t expected was for a happy Rhino to hard-target her and start to  chase her around the party, apparently none too keen on the giant dog  she resembled! With the oversized head encumbering her, Candice couldn’t  tell until it was too late how Rhino had charged up to her and started  pulling at her costume’s legs! And it was then that one final unexpected  thing happened: turned out it *wasn’t* a full-body costume she’d  bought. In actuality, the lower half of the costume was attached to the  upper by only a thin ring of velcro - all it took was some zealous  pulling from Emma’s dog to bring it down and reveal to the party  Candice’s panties - purple patterned with big orange pumpkins - which  barely contained her ample ass!

“S-stop! Please! Ahh!” Candice  continued to futilely protest, the pitch of her voice rising when she  felt the costume dragged all the way down to her knees and cool air  across her thighs made it clear to her that the crowd was seeing her  festive undies! “S-stop l-l-looking! Please!” Candice’s cries were  muffled by her mask, which jerked and spun around with all the hectic  movement, making it impossible for Candice to orient herself and keep  her balance!

“WhhAAAAA!” Candice finally tripped and toppled to  all fours, the impact of the fall finally causing her mascot mask to  fall off and bounce into the crowd! Candice’s face flushed crimson with  her identity revealed - although everyone already had a pretty good idea  whose prodigious posterior it was they were seeing! - seeing the crowd  on all sides laughing and taking humiliating pictures of her! “Why did  you even bring your dog?!?!” Candice cried out, craning her neck around  and seeing Emma at the front of the crowd behind her, her phone’s camera  aimed right at Candice’s jiggling butt, half an inch of crack peeking  out over her waistband!

Emma shrugged, poorly covering her smile with her cup of punch. “Part of my outfit. Nice underwear, Canis Dorkis.”

“Y-you-  AIEEE!” Candice was interrupted by Rhino tugging hard and bringing her  pants all the way down to her ankles! Candice fought to stand and run  away, constantly tripping over herself and her pants! She tried picking  herself up and steadying on the refreshments table, only to keep  slipping as Rhino leapt up and nabbed a mouthful of her panties! “DOWN!  Down Rhino! Please!” Candice bucked her hips, fruitless in her attempts  to wiggle free, as the bulldog kept pulling!

Sensing an  opportunity, Emma started loudly singing, “Trick or treat, smell my  feet, give me something good to eat!” Even though she knew it was  coming, Candice’s heart sank even more, as the crowd joined in: “If you  don’t, I don’t care…”

“EEEK!” Candice squealed as the dog finally  tugged down her undies, the crowd surging with a loud cheer as  Candice’s bubble butt cheeks were freed! “I’ll pull down your  underwear!” Candice’s face burned hot, as all the partygoers feasted  their eyes on her bare butt!

“No! Stop! No pictures!” Flustered  and frantic, Candice’s failed attempts at grabbing some purchase using  the table only caused her to repeatedly pull on the tablecloth and  accidentally spill treats all over herself and the ground, all while  giving plenty of indecent angles for the cameras lined up behind her, as  her big ol’ tush trembled this way and that! The captions practically  wrote themselves: “The Werewolf’s Full Moon!” As Rhino continued to  gnash and rip at the pants around her ankles, with Candice huddled over  the table, plenty of her peers took the chance to rock her vulnerable  swaying ass with plenty of open-palm spanks!

“Ah! OH! Nooo! Stop-  AHHH!” Candice squealed as the assault on her derriere was interrupted  with something cold getting slapped onto her right cheek! Craning her  neck around, Candice saw someone had stuck a caramel apple to her butt!  Before she could so much as think to reach back and pull it off, she  yelped and quickly yanked her hand away from Rhino’s snapping teeth!  “Eek! Ahh!” Candice threw her hips from side to side like mad, meaty  butt cheeks rippling and clapping, but the apple stayed stuck to her  rump!

Dodging Rhino’s bites, Candice slipped and stumbled this  way and that, tripping over her pants and panties caught around her  ankles until Rhino’s tearing and pawing caused her to fall out of them  entirely! Naked from the waist down, Candice squealed and streaked all  over the crowded gym with her hands over her crotch, Rhino hot on her  heinie, snapping at the treat stuck tight to her bouncy butt cheeks! All  the while, the costumed crowd laughed and took videos, zooming in on  Candice’s bare jiggling booty as she ran! They continued to laugh as  Candice continued to run on and on, the onlookers chanting and cheering  well into the evening, cementing the night as the most memorable  Halloween EMAGS had ever seen! Another year, another trick for poor  Candice! All she could do was hope that next year would have more of a  treat in store!