Halloween 2011

Chapter 1
Halloween 2011

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Chapter Description: It's me guys! You know what to expect, but this is a bit on the darker side. Have fun!

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Halloween 2011 By: Long_Rifle

So this is a bit of a side show piece. Made to be fluff and nothing more. I figured what’s a Halloween contest without a piece of tripe from everyone? So here goes. I don’t really know where this is going. But it should be fun… For the reader anyways! Contains: Shit, I don’t know…. a bit of everything. And as always the ending probably won’t be fair, so if you need a lily white ending to continue to feel good about yourself, and the world around you, it would probably be best to just stop reading right here. For everyone else; you’re some sick fucks! On with the show…. (Mental Regression, TF, MC, UB, IN, DV, DA, DP, LS, AZ.)---- YEAH. This is pretty dark. Even for me. I know where it went now…. Wow.

Halloween 2011 By: Long_Rifle

Halloween. When everything everyone wants to be but can’t, comes to the surface. The weather turns crisp as people of all ages dress in costumes and pretend what they choose doesn’t really mean anything. In the mid west of the United States Halloween takes an even bigger toll on the workforce, as adult parties happen weeks ahead of the 31st, leaving thousands of people hung over on Mondays. In years past in Detroit there arose an even more interesting idea. Devils night.

The night before Halloween when all the scum bags of society crept out of their peeling homes, and for at least a few hours forgot about their gangs, or crack pipes and spent the evening burning down other people’s homes. Finally, in recent years those in charge decided it was time for a change. Media outlets decided to change the name to Angels night, and thus a new nicer evening was born. Unfortunately for the suburban Detroit area this meant that on the preceding nights before Halloween massive amounts of volunteers would be needed to keep the animals at bay. Leaving hundreds of thousands of young adults alone to watch their younger siblings. And while Mossbergs and Remingtons gave many of these people a feeling of safety, there are things in this world unafraid of physical pain. Things that wait in the darkest points of the world. That want nothing but the energies of destruction or at least chaos.

On a street in scenic Canton a father wishes his older daughter the best as he walks out the door and leaves her alone to watch her half sister. He popped up into his truck and after taking a look at his watch to make sure he was on time he looks one last time towards his house. The wind had picked up as the day grew longer and the dry dead leaves from his neighbors lawn were starting to blow into his pristine yard. He swore under his breath, wishing the bastards tree would just die before firing up the engine and rolling out into the street, he knew he had a long night ahead. Watching streets and houses for people to lazy or uncaring to do it themselves. He swore one more time before turning on the radio and rolling through the stop sign onto the main drag.

“Finally! He’s fucking gone.” A voice swore from inside the house. “You can come out now Julie!”

There was a slight coughing sound from the basement, then with the creak of a door a small form came out of the darkness and grimaced in the brightness of the kitchen She stared at the woman that had called to her. “What the hell? You said ten minutes Brook! What took him so dam long? You know the girls are due anytime.”

“Relax I called them and warned them to hold on a bit. They’re waiting at Serina’s house right now.”

“Call them again! I’ve got 3 dozen eggs I’ve hid in the yard for months. I swear I could smell them through the shells in the dam car!”

“I said relax Julie. We’ve got the time. I’ve got something in my room to show you.”

“Whatever.” They started to walk towards the stairs to her room. “And this better not be the ostrich and the balls again. I swear to god I’ll punch you in the tits if it is.”

Brook started to push her door open, “Nope.” She said with a smile. “This is going to just blow your mind. You’ve never seen it before I promise.” She playfully pushed Julie away, before ducking into her room.

Julie followed, ready for another stupid internet video. She was taken back by an intense smell as she entered, she waved her hands in front of her face. “Crap! What did you do? Burn a monkey in here?”

“It’s what amber smells like when it burns fool…. Is this her?” An keen sounding, deep male voice asked.

Julie turned towards the voice and saw the most realistic costume she had ever seen, she stared at the chiseled muscles that covered the odd mans chest. She felt a heat build in her as she looked down and saw something else hanging freely between his legs. Something to large to be real. “Shit. Now that’s what a demon should look like.” She said as she covered her face to hide her blush.

The man smiled, “Indeed! I would image this is exactly what we should look like.” He turned towards Brook. “Is this her?”

Brook looked towards Julie, seeing a confused look on her face. “Yes. It’s her. You’ve got sissy already. Take her, and give me what I want.”

The man moved, and in an instant was on Julie. He was to quick, almost inhuman. Julie screamed as the smell grew even worse. “What the hell! You can’t just take me!” She struggled as Brook looked down towards the floor. She followed her stare and saw something etched into the floor boards. Her struggle grew more intense as it dawned in her what she was looking at. “A summoning circle!” Colour drained from her face as everything snapped into place. “A demon! You called a fucking demon! Are you crazy!” Then Brooks words came back to her. “You have no right to sell me off! I’m not part of this deal! I want to go! I swe-”

Her voice cut off as the demon put as hand over her mouth. As she watched something popped into existence in front of her face. “Is that your signature?” The cold deep voice asked. Julie’s eyes poured over the paper, she remember signing it several months ago as a joke. She had even laughed as she signed it and sold her soul to Brook for twenty dollars. She stopped moving as she re-read the paper looking for something, anything to use. “Is this your signature?” The voice asked again.

Julie weakly nodded as a single tear rolled down her cheek.”

“Right!” The demon said as he smelled her hair. He pointed towards Brook and something liquid, solid, and smoke flowed from him and towards her. Just before touching her skin it stopped and spread over her entire body forming a barely visible shell, before finally fading to nothing. “There you go young lady, have fun! This night and the next shall be yours.” He smelled Julie’s hair one more time. “And maybe a bit longer if you make it worth our time.” Julie whimpered as something started to pull at her. The demon hushed her then looked at Brook as he started to fade. “We’ll be watching…. ….thanks for the waitress…”

As he and his new toy disappeared Brook dropped into a chair. She knew what she had done was wrong, even evil, but the feeling of the power rushing through her veins was instantly addicting. She had expected something, but it seemed that her side of the bargain was even better then she had wanted. Instead of the expected lack of knowledge for her new skill, she found she knew everything. But most importantly she knew her limits. A sinister sneer spread across her face as soon she thought of them. She laughed maniacally as she thought of the things she could do for herself. But most importantly of the things she could do to other people. She stood up and looked in the mirror as she grabbed her car keys. She pointed to her reflection, causing the glass to crack, then blew imaginary smoke from the tip of her finger, as she whispered, “Happy Halloween.”

Girl fiend.

“How much longer Emma?”

“How the hell should I know, go back to watching your stupid My Little Ponies Dora!”

Another woman sighed, “Relax. She said she’d be here soon, and it’s not like we’re going anywhere yet, if you two noticed it’s still light outside. There’s no way we’re going to do anything in daylight!”

Emma looked towards her, “Lorrie just shut up. I want to get this started and we have to get the plans down before night so we don’t waste any time. I’ve got several houses on my list, and even more cars. So don’t try to tell us to relax. Brook is always pulling this shit on us. Telling us to be ready, and then being late. It’s bullshit.”

Lorrie started to open her mouth in response when they heard a car door slam closed. She peaked out the window and saw Brook’s car, “Well speak of the devil.” She said. They all waited as Brook hit the door and walked through like she owned the place, her friends noticed that something seemed to be off about their friend. Aside from an odd smell though, they couldn’t quite place what was wrong. Then Dora got it.

“Dam Brook, what’s with the insta-tan? I thought you weren’t going to go for a costume.”

Brook walked towards a low table and dropped her small purse, then set something else down. It looked like a fancy gilded paper bag of some sort. “Oh, you know me. Sometimes I just change my mind. Though this time I think I’ll be sticking with this little number for a while.”

Serina dropped her phone halfway through a post on her Headbook account and darted for the bag. She cracked it open, filling the room with smell smelling cinnamon. She grabbed something from inside and held it out for everyone to see. “This has the be the cutest cookie I’ve ever see!” She opened the bag and picked up another, then another. “Are they all different? It’s like these are all custom made or something. Where the hell did you pick these up?”

Brook smiled at her as she dropped onto the couch, “Oh I grabbed them from some girls on a corner down the street.” She could tell Serina really wanted one. “Go ahead honey. Why don’t you try em?” Serina barely waited for the entire sentence to come out of her mouth before taking a big bite from both cookies. “Well, how do they taste?”

“Grrreat!” Serina replied. She took another bite and almost choked as she swallowed it whole. She normally carefully chewed her food, but now she barely had the cookies in her mouth before letting them drop down her throat. Everyone else in the room watched stunned as she ate every single cookie in the bag, then started to lick her fingers clean before loudly belching. She started to shred the bag to get at any crumbs when she felt everyone’s eyes on her and stopped. She blushed as she dropped the empty bag, “Errr…. Sorry guys. I was…. Hungry.” She stopped and belched loudly again.

Brook stood up and walked towards her. “It’s okay. I’m glad you liked them. Maybe I’ll pick you some more up tonight.” She bent over and picked up the bag, wadding it up before tossing it easily into a waste bin across the room. “How does that sound?” Serina had an odd glint to her eyes as she smiled and nodded in reply. “Good girl!” She gently pushed Serina down into a chair, then gracefully turned towards everyone else. “Are we ready?”

Lorrie hunched her shoulders, “I thought so, but Emma over there seems to have a bug up her ass about something tonight. She wants to do some planning or something.”

Emma tossed an empty soda can at her, “Bitch!”

“Anal retentive asshole!”

Brook licked her teeth behind a devilish grin as she listened to her friends almost coming to blows, then noticed Dora still just watching TV, and trying to ignore the commotion. “Hey Dora! What’s so dam important over there?”

Dora turned sheepishly from the screen, she hadn’t really been watching it, just trying to ignore the fight. “Err…. Just watching the tube.” She kept her eyes on Brook as she moved closer to her and TV.

“Oh, are you enjoying your cartoons?”

Without looking at the TV Dora answered, “I like what’s on right now. I watch it whenever I get a chance. Why? ” Suddenly the volume to the TV maxed out, and the voiceover for a diaper commercial filled the room.

“This is your favorite thing to watch Dora?” Brooke said mocking her.

Dora grabbed the remote and turned the sound back down, “Not the commercial. It’s that new My Little Pony. Everyone is watching it. You have to have seen it.”

Brook shrugged, “Is it a new brand of diaper or something?”

“No!” Dora yelled. “It’s a show, it’s a reboot of the old cartoon from when we were younger.” She stood and walked closer to Brook, “Seriously? You don’t know?” She noticed something else as she looked closely at Brook’s skin. “Brook, you need to see a doctor or something, that instant tan is turning your skin like a reddish colour or something….”

Brook ignored her questions and grabbed her phone, opening it before it rang, and without even looking at the number, “Hey Catie. You coming?… Of course she can come as well…. It’ll be a great start to Halloween…. Sure, we’ll wait right here…… Of course, the most realistic possible. You won’t believe it’s them.” She hung up and dropped it into a pocket. “Well girls, it looks like we’ve got a few more coming over.” She looked at Serina. “I hope you don’t mind, but maybe they’ll bring cookies.”

Serina looked like she was going to explode, but at the mention of cookies she stopped and smiled. “Really? Do you think they’ll be as good as the ones you got me?” Her voice had a lilting quality to it, sounding more pleading then questioning.

Brook walked to her and brushed a few strands of hair from her face. “I think not, but I’ll show you how to make your own and they’ll be even better okay honey?” Serina nodded her head and wiped at her mouth, as if she had started to drool at the idea of more cookies. Brook wiped her own hand off on her pants and took in the rest of the group, “Well, it looks like I have a bit of work before the girls come by.”

Emma scoffed, “What work? We’re ready to go now.”

“But you heard me tell them about your costumes right? I don’t want to be thought of as a liar, or a fool.” She said as she put her hands on her hips and looked from Emma to Dora. She pointed a finger at her, “I think we’ll start with you Dora. I’ll give you that wish of yours.”

Dora had never been one to stand up to Brook, but now she felt something inside tell her she had to now. “My wish? What the hell are you talking about? I’m happy enough as I am.”

“I know you’re so happy being little miss perfect. You just sit back and stay quiet and let everyone else make the big decisions. Then when shit happens you can deny everything. It’s never your fault is it? Well I think it’s time for you to take a bit of the shit.” As she finished her eyes seems to glow deep red, but only Dora saw it.

“What the hell are you talking about?” Dora yelled in her defense. “You guys have bad ideas and I just go with it. It’s not my fault so why the hell should I stand up and take the blame? You want to start shit, then I guess you have to finish it as well. I-” She stopped mid sentence as she felt a tingle run across her entire body leaving her feel an odd breeze running across her legs. She looked down, expecting to see her pants, but saw bare legs. She screeched as she grabbed the bottom of her shirt, stretching it down to hide her bare vagina. “What the fuck!” She screamed. “What the hell did you do to my pants? Is this some kind of prank! What the fuck did you guys do to me. “ She expected an answer but Brook just seemed to manically grin at her, the odd look finally drove Dora over the edge. She took two steps into her face and jammed a finger into her chest, “This is not funny Brook, you know I don’t like drugs, this has to be some serious shit to make me blank out like this.”

Brook chuckled, “No drugs Dora. Just a bit of magic. I think you need to spend some time getting closer to others. Real close. But first I have to make some changes, I love your new shirt by the way. Cute designs there girl. And it smells so nice and sweet.”

Dora forgot about her lack of pants and spun in place to look at a mirror next to the TV. She saw odd bright coloured designs running down the front sides of her shirt. Her hand shot up to trace them. She could feel a thicker area running across her upper back that seemed to be warmer then the rest of the shirt. It reminded her of the old High school number stencils from her cheerleader days. She turned her back to the mirror and saw the designs there looked like simple numbers randomly spaced all over. She pulled the shirt away from her self to look at it closer, then let it drop back in place when she realized it exposed her crotch to everyone. As it dropped a gust of air blew from under the shirt and into her face.

Dora almost choked from the strong smell. She got a hold of herself and looked towards Brook, ready to slap her when she noticed two small bumps above her brow. As she watched she thought she saw them growing. Her eyes bulged as tiny drops of blood formed, just before two black horns pushed out and stopped at about half an inch long.

Everything seemed to make sense to her as she felt terror strike her body, adrenaline surged as she fought the urge to scream. She took one step away before losing her balance and falling to her back. Even then she tried to move away, but something was wrong with her feet. No matter how much she pushed, they just seemed to slide over the floor without grabbing anything. She pulled herself into a sitting position long enough to look at her legs and screamed.

Brook quietly shook her head, not even noticing the growths on her forehead, she made a motion with one of her hands and the screams from Dora stopped. “I don’t think we need any of that. And why should it matter. I don’t think anyone needs to hear anything from you now. You’ve spent so many years just hanging around. Now you’ll get to do it literally.”

Serina stared at the scene happening in front of her. She didn’t seem to realize something horrible was happening. It was almost as if she didn’t care. Everything was happening to other people, and all she really wanted was more food. So she really didn’t feel like getting involved. But Lorrie did, she grabbed Emma and pulled her towards Brook, now standing directly over Dora’s oddly changing body. She went to smack Brook in the back of the head, but inches away from her target it stopped in midair. Brook turned to her and pointed, “Bad girl! No treats for you tonight! Down! Down girl!” Lorrie felt shocked as her body replied instantly by dropping down to her haunches on the floor. She tried to get up again but she body refused to move, “Stay!” Brook said sharply, before looking at Emma. “Problem?”

Emma had her hands on her stomach, she felt like she was about to explode. Pain radiated from her belly as it distended and something seemed to bulge into her shorts. “I…. I….” She moaned.

Brook pushed her down to the floor and towards a corner. “Go over there, and take off those clothes unless you want me to do it for you.”

“But… What… Is happening… To meeeeee…” Emma begged.

Brook made another motion with her hands, and what looked like a pile of old moist leaves appeared in the corner. The corner that even now Emma felt herself being drawn to. “You’ve always had a bug up you ass Emma. Now you’ll get to see them all in person! Why don’t you go over there and see. Maybe you’ll be smart enough to be quiet the rest of the night, or maybe I’ll have to send you to a motel.” She took a quick look at Lorrie, almost surprised to see her ears had elongated and flopped over, then grinned at the changes. She gently stroked her head before turning her attention back to Dora. “I see you’ve finally achieved that pasty white look you always seemed to crave back in 9th grade. To bad, I bet this look would really fit in.” Dora’s mouth opened in spasms, she wanted to speak, to tell Brook she had to stop, before it was to late. In a perverted sense of retribution Brook allowed her to speak again. “What do you want sweetie?”

“Your changing!” Dora screamed. “You have to stop this! Don’t you see what this is doing to you?”

Brook tapped at one of Dora’s rapidly thinning legs, “No, you’re changing. Then when Alleria gets here I think I’ll change her! Give you two a chance to bond.”

“Brook! You have horns! You’re turning into a monster! You have too… have too…” She stopped talking as another odd feeling ran through her body. It felt like she was being rubbed on every inch of her skin, like her whole body was alive and moving. She looked at Brook and pleaded with her eyes.

Brook ignored it, “I wish you could see yourself. This is really a once in a lifetime thing you know. “ She grabbed at one of Dora’s feet and lifted it into her field of view. Dora’s mouth opened in a silent scream as she looked at the thing her foot had turned into. She could feel Brook’s fingers grasping the ball of her foot as she saw nothing but a thin white piece of plastic in her hand. As she watched Brook grabbed something and unfolded it, bringing the sound of Velcro being opened to her ears, and the feeling of her toes being pulled on to her brain. “Refasten-able tabs Dora! This is good, so I can adjust for a perfect fit.” She dropped the plastic in her hand and stood up making a show of wiping off her hands. “Almost there, just a bit more and you’ll be ready for your new job. You’ll be perfect.”

A sharp cry pierced the room, causing brook to look over towards Emma who was now naked and squatting in the corner. She was holding little white balls in her hands, and crying hysterically. “Why Brook? Why? I don’t want this…. I don’t want this!” She stopped when her much larger almost translucent stomach clenched again and sent several more white balls piling up between her legs. “Eggs! I’m laying Eggs!”

Brook looked down at Dora’s thinning frame, then walked closer to Emma. “Not just eggs Emma. Can you guess what type of eggs? All soft and pulsing like that?”

Emma stared at Brook, her mind refusing to think as her body changed, and the pile under her grew larger. Her skin crawled and her fingers went numb while brook just laughed. Anger overtook her fear and burst from Emma in rage, she pointed at her friend and managed a scream. But when she tried to talk the air filled with pops and clicks. Her tongue felt odd against her teeth, and then she couldn’t even feel that any longer. Incredible pain erupted from her head, causing her body to spasm before she dropped unconscious to the ground. Plunging the room into quiet that was only interrupted by the plop of more eggs dropping from Emma, and an odd muffled crinkle coming from Dora.

“Pity.” Brook said to herself. She watched Emma’s body for several moments as it continued to change. Her skin hardening and turning a mottled brown coulour as her limbs thinned and extended. “Eww…. That’s going to need moisturizer.” Brook thought as she turned from the still changing woman. She reached up and brushed hair from her forehead, her fingers making contact with her new, now longer horns. Shock flooded her system as she rushed to the mirror to look at her self. Seconds stretched to minutes as she cataloged all the changes to her body. Fear shifted to surprise, then into acceptance, and finally an odd lust as her body warmed to the changes. Brook stroked the ebony skin of her shoulder, moving down to her now larger, and firmer breasts. She lingered on her nipple long enough for it to stiffen before moving lower towards areas that were covered with clothing that she no longer cared for.

A bright flash of light, and the offending cloth was gone. Her hand started to trace lazy circles just below her belly button. Circles that got larger and lower. Brook’s breath grew deeper as she spread her legs enough to make things easier. One finger started to dive lower when she caught sigh of a white mass writhing on the floor. With a grin she stopped what she was doing and moved closer. The sweet smell of baby powder growing more intense the closer she got. “How’s my little Dora doing?” She asked sweetly. There was a whimpering noise from another direction and Brook turned to see Lorrie still sitting on the floor where she had been told to stay. But now there was a dark stain in the carpet underneath her, and her head hung low in shame. Brook could smell the accident over Dora’s sweet scent. “Doing better then Orrie I see…” Brook quipped. She raised her right hand, instantly creating a tightly wrapped newspaper in it. “Bad! Bad dog! That goes outside! Bad!” As she finished she started to swat her on the top of the head, then moved to her back as she ducked her head lower. Each hit causing Lorrie to change, become less human and more canine. Her ears, already flopped over, grew longer and hung limply, a small tail appeared; her fingers shrank down, not quite paws, but still useless. And each change in her taking Brook farther from humanity as well. Her eyes changed, going from blue to black. Her horns grew longer, and an instant of warmth and pain at the base of her spine told her something else had happened. She reached behind her and cupped her new, but still stubby tail. “Almost there huh Serina?”

“Huh?” Serina had been pulled out of a stupor at the sound of her name. She was growing bored waiting for her cookies to come. “Are they here yet? I’m hungry.”

“Soon… Soon… Are you even watching?”

Serina sighed, “I want cookies! I want eat!” She said gruffly. Not noticing light colored hair covering her face, and her teeth growing more pointed. She stomach growled. All she cared about was cookies and eating. “Hungry!” She moaned before rubbing her face with her hands as if she was in pain.

Brook tisked and turned her attention back to Dora. She walked towards her slowly, her larger hips causing her body to sway. “Dora? How are you doing over here? Are you ready yet?” She knelt down next to the sprawled out form of Dora, now mostly inhuman white plastic and padding. Brook could still see a face in the padding, merely two pits for eyes, and dimples for a nose. She drew her hand slowly over them, feeling a quiver from the thing that could no longer be called human, yet wasn’t all diaper yet. She motioned with her hands causing Dora to fold in the middle.

She could still see, though she had no eyes. She could still feel, though she had no nerves. She watched as she folded into herself, then everything went dark. What she could still feel as arms and legs folding in neatly, tucking her form into a thick rectangle of padding and plastic, ready to be used and then thrown away.

She screamed inside her mind as she felt herself picked up and moved somewhere inside the home. She could still feel the surface as hard and cold, but what started to unnerve her was not feeling it slowly warm with her body heat. Dora tried to move her body, but nothing responded. She tried to scream, but couldn’t take a breath to use. She then tried to moan, finding out she no longer had a mouth. She started to feel light headed as another change swept through her. Dora felt as if she was floating away from her body. Like she was rising above it. The darkness that filled her vision gave way to the brighter light of the house. “Am I dead?” She wondered to herself. She wanted to look at her body, what it had been reduced to. She was still rising up and away, but managed to roll her view down and towards a white rectangular mass. “Oh god…. She really turned me into a diaper!” She kept looking down at it not noticing that it was getting closer and closer. It had filled almost her entire field of view before she thought something was wrong. She felt herself settling back down into the cool plastic and padding before she could stop herself. Dora tried to do something that would make her float again, but it seemed nothing worked, in moments her vision was blocked again, and she could feel her oddly warped body laying on a table, folded over and waiting to be used.

Unnoticed by Dora and her private battle Brook had watched the entire episode. Had caused it actually. Thinking it would be fun to tempt her with release. Then to take it all away again. She was now sitting on the couch, next to Serina, getting her feet licked by her new half dog friend whom she had renamed Orrie. She closed her eyes and leaned back; naked, and enjoying the feeling of her friend’s now longer tongue rolling and moving between her toes. Brook could feel them warming and tingling. The licking continued, but the tongue stopped going between her toes as often. There was an odd sensation of growth, then afterwards she could no longer feel any licking at all. “I said lick my feet Orrie!” Brook stopped and waited, she could hear licking but still felt nothing. She kicked her feet in anger, sending Orrie scampering away on all fours. Brook jumped to her feet, making loud clomping sounds. “Get over here and start licking or I’ll do something worse!” She started after Orrie who had hidden in a corner and was loudly whimpering. After several steps Brook stopped, it sounded like she had heavy boots on, but knew she was barefoot. She looked down at her feet and almost screamed. “Hooves!” She got scared, but not for any good reason. “How the hell do I paint my nails now! I’ll need a gallon of paint! Dam!” She clomped around a few times, noticing how her feet left little hoof shaped dents in the wood floor. Finally she sat back down and tried to relax. “Fuck it. I guess that’s not bad really.” She felt something squirming under her, and jumped up in fright. She turned, and with a snap of her fingers the chair exploded. Brook looked among the wreckage trying to find what had touched her, when she saw something dark move beside her. With inhuman speed she shot out her had and caught it. She instantly felt her own grasp and giggled at the feeling. “I guess my tail is done….” She said to herself. She absently rubbed it, moving her hands closer and closer to it’s base, she could feel herself grow excited again. And this time she didn’t think she would stop.

She had just discovered how flexible her new body was when there was a knock at the door. She looked across the room towards it and nodded slightly. The action was just powerful enough to destroy the lock, and allow the door to open. She went back to her ministrations, not caring who was coming into the house.

“Hello?” A voice she recognized as Alleria said. “Where is everyone?”

The voice brought Brook to her senses enough to get up on her legs and answer. “We’re here. Just waiting for you to start.” Brook started to walk towards the door, smelling both new girls and feeling her body react strongly and without shame.

“Dam. That’s one hell of a costume Brook.” Alleria said as she closed the door behind her, wondering what had happened to the lock. As the bright light was blocked off she flipped a switch next to the door and bathed the entire room in florescent light. Her jaw dropped as she looked at Brook still walking slowly towards her. She could still see her friend behind all the changes. But she looked so different. She reached out and touched her black skin, following curves that Brook had never had. Amazed at how real it all felt. Her hands moved lower, over her butt. Feeling tone, and yet round. “This thing cost a lot?”

Brook smiled, “I’d like to think so. More than an arm and a leg if you really want to know.

Alleria got down on her knees to look at the hoof boots. “This is good work, I can’t even see where they connect. It’s like they’re real.” She looked up at her friend’s face and saw an odd grin. She started to look back down at her feet, when she finally noticed how realistic the costume was. She was staring at the most realistic vagina she had ever seen. She reached out to touch it, then jumped beck in surprise when Brook answered with a lustful moan. She scrambled back to her feet, and backed towards the door. “Holy shit! It’s real! What the hell Brook?!”

Serina had been smelling the air, hoping to smell food when the door opened again and Catie walked in. “I hope you don’t mind I brought some candy guys!” Serina lunged from her hiding spot, almost like monkey she moved with hopping motions, reaching Catie and pulling the bag from her. She flipped it over and let the candy hit the floor, when the last piece hit she tossed the sack and started to eat right off the floor, not even bothering to unwrap anything. “Who the hell are you?” Catie asked not recognizing her friend under a layer of hair, and oddly loose skin. She pushed her away from the pile and tried to collect it back.

Serina didn’t understand what was happening. She had food and now it was taken away. She looked to Brook for help. “Hungy!” She bellowed.

Brook pointed at Catie, “Serina, I told you I would get you some more cookies. Now eat it.”

Serina followed the finger to the young lady, “Cookie?” She mused.

Brook pointed again, “Smell her, lick her! Then if she tastes right eat her!”

Serina stopped thinking and turned back her cookie. She thought something wasn’t right, but she knew Brook won’t lie to her. She bounded over Catie, knocking her to the floor and gave her face a long lick. At first it tasted odd, but towards the end it tasted sweet and yummy. Without thought she took a bite, and found her mouth filled with even better tasting food then Brook’s cookies. She sat on Catie’s chest, feeling herself rising and falling as her cookie breathed. Each breath filling the room with the smell of rich sweets.

Catie had almost screamed, but after the first large bite she found herself feeling not pain but euphoria. She raised a hand to her face, and touched the bite, expecting to feel wetness. Instead finding something spongy and cake like, she grabbed a piece and held it in front of her remaining eye. “It sure looks like cake. Am I cake?” She wondered. Her own thoughts coming slower and slower. She brought the cake to her mouth and tried it. “I taste delicious!” she thought just as Serina took a large bite from her shoulder, separating her arm, and allowing it to roll to the floor next to her. But she felt no pain, only elation at being eaten. “This is why I was made.” She thought. “To be eaten and enjoyed!” A fleeting thought told her that was stupid, that she didn’t want to die. But it ended almost as soon as it began. She watched as the teeth came at her face, and saw no more.

Brook started to openly touch herself as she watched Alleria turn into a giant cake. Which Serina sloppily ate. She started to gently buck against her hand when a movement caught her attention. “Opps, I almost forgot about the baby! How could I be such a bad parent…”

Alleria pulled a small knife from her pocket, “Brook! You have to get a hold of yourself! You’re turning into a demon! We have to stop this! Don’t let her eat Catie!”

Brook looked back to the mess the Catie had become, “I think it’s to late for that babe. Why don’t you just relax and let this happen.” She turned back to Alleria in time to catch her moving towards her, a glint of steel in her hand. “What?!” She cried out before the blade buried itself in her neck. “Noooooooo!!!!!!!” She screeched as she grabbed the handle and pulled it free, sending a fountain of dark blood shooting across the room. The knife dropped from her hand as she dropped to the floor coughing for breath. She reached out for Alleria before dropping her head, whimpering, and collapsing on the floor in a heap.

Alleria scampered towards her friends body on the floor, she got up on her feet and kicked Serina in the head as hard as she could, feeling satisfied as she heard a loud crunch before she dropped in a hairy pile on the floor. “Catie? Catie?” She asked as she got down close to her friends mangled remains. Accidentally putting a hand in her waist and feeling the give as the material she was now made of gave way under her weight and smashed flat to the floor. She held her hand up to her eyes and screamed when she saw the frosting and bread still falling away. “Nooo!” She screamed when she looked down and saw the hole that had been eaten into Catie’s unmoving face. She didn’t know what to do. She knew there must be some kind of real magic at play. But she still couldn’t bring herself to believe she had seen a human turned into food and partially eaten. She sat back on her knees and looked first to make sure the Serina monster hadn’t moved, then looked behind to find the demon gone. She immediately spun on her knees, smearing Catie across the floor in her haste.

Alleria jumped up and ran for the door. She threw her body into it as she grabbed at the ruined knob and swung the door open. She screamed when she saw a writhing mass waiting on the other side instead of freedom. Something shot out and grabbed her around the middle. She made the mistake of letting go of the door to pull it off and in an instant she was pulled into the mass and away.

She continued to fight as her vision was filled with red and black tendrils, pulsing and pulling her along. She felt her clothing become soaked, then felt it being pulled off. Alleria grabbed at her shirt before it could disappear, she opened her mouth to scream and found it filled with moving tissue. She gagged as it moved down her throat and seemed to attach to something. She felt a painful tearing then nothing as it pulled itself free of her mouth. Alleria could see something hanging from it. “What the fuck?” She tried to ask. But nothing but a hoarse quiet mutter came from her throat, she tried to reach up and touch her throat, but the sudden movement caused her hands to be grabbed and pulled roughly away from her. She tried her voice again, finding she could no longer speak.

Terror now filled her as she wondered what the hell had just happened. Pain enveloped her as the things holding her arms and hands seemed to tighten more, squeezing her joints enough to cause popping sounds. Then released and moved to her legs. Going from joint to joint, causing the same pain and damage. She wondered what else could happen to her as she was released and found herself to be floating in a void. She could see the mass of tissue moving around her, but it didn’t touch her, she idly wondered how she could breath, then realized she had stopped what seemed like hours ago. She tried to move her ruined limbs but she could barely get them to move. Instead they seemed to find a natural state hanging tucked in front of her. She saw something else ooze from the walls of her cell. It went right to her face, Alleria opened her mouth letting it enter, before savagely biting down hard. She felt something coppery fill her mouth before feeling the thing pulse and painfully spread her mouth wide open. New depths of pain filled her mouth as every tooth was slowly and carefully pulled from her gums.

Alleria didn’t know how long it took, after the first five she had passed out. She awoke still floating, but thankfully pain free. She ran her tongue around inside her mouth finding nothing but smooth gum. She started to cry at what had been done to her. She almost managed to get one of her hands to her face when she thought she felt movement again. She turned her head and thought the walls had shifted. Then it happened again, the cell convulsed around her and pushed her head first towards one side of cell. She tried to fight back, but barely managed a few kicks before her head slapped against the soft wall and started to be pushed into it.

She felt her head being squeezed as she was forced deeper and deeper. The same sensations surrounded her body as she went further. Then the pushing stopped just as she felt coolness on the top of her head. She wanted to move her hands up to pull herself away, instead they were pinched to her side. The pushing started again and she felt her shoulders painfully pinched as her head popped free and she felt blinded by the sudden brightness of the light. She feebly moved her body again, and was rewarded with a final push that sent her out of the tunnel and into what she hoped was the real world. She could see lights, and what looked like blurry arms reaching for her. The world turned upside down as she felt herself hanging by her feet, then a sudden pain on her ass. Intense pain that caused her to take a deep breath a scream her lungs out. Then warmth as she was right side up again and being rubbed down. Alleria felt herself being set down on a soft pad and something touching her feet.

Brook’s voice brought her completely back, her tearing eyes opening wide to the sound of her words. “Had to do this the hard way huh babe?”

“But she’s dead!” Alleria thought. “This isn’t possible!”

But there was nothing she could do as Brook gently cleaned her, then started to diaper her. Brook smiled down at her, “Did you enjoy yourself in there? I didn’t want a real adult baby hanging around for long, but after that little stunt I figured you deserved a reward!”

Alleria moaned as she felt the diaper being wrapped around her. “This isn’t fair, this isn’t right. She can’t win!” She screamed in her mind. But at the same time she was being wrapped in a warm blanket, and picked up. She watched as Brook sat down in a chair, and presented a dark breast to her. The nipple looked huge, so close to her face. She tried to fight it, but as it was dragged across her lips they immediately latched on and she started to suckle.

“How about it Ally? The worlds first adult baby delivery I bet. And since you’re already all grown up you’ll never have to worry about anything. No school, job, or even walking or talking. Just eating, and then filling your pants. Especially since those silly arms and legs won’t be doing anything anytime soon. ”

Alleria started to softly mewl, it was all she could do with the milk pouring down her throat. She thrashed as much as she could until her stomach felt as though it would burst. Then without saying anything more she was dropped into a large bin. She kept quiet as it was wheeled towards something. She heard a door open, and suddenly smelled fresh air as she was wheeled onto the porch. “What the hell is she doing?” She thought.

“Trick or treat!” Came a loud chorus of young voices.

Alleria cringed as she heard Brook talking to them and answering to many questions. “No, she’s really an adult. But she’s just a big baby as well. That’s why that diaper is so wet.” She cringed again when she heard that, not knowing if she really was wet or not. Then things went from bad to worse.

“She’s been like this all day, would you believe it. It’s like she likes it. Do you kids want to know a secret?” There was a murmur as they all said yes. “This is the evening when anything can happen….. Anything……”

End.

 

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