As soon as the strange guy disappeared, the clock chimed midnight and all of the previously innocent costumes became, less so.
All of the cheerleaders had decided to come as various were and anthro monsters. Sarah herself was a werewolf, and I watched as what once been clothing became her skin.
Karyn was the one I was most worried about, besides myself. We had made a bet: if she wore a bimbo school girl costume, I would wear a girl costume. Her face became glazed as her intellect melted away.
Then their was me. Like I'd said, I bet I would go as a girl. Karyn had picked out for me a vampire outfit. Somehow, she had found a way to make me look okay in it. She had used som sort of special cream on my chest to make breast forms fit better and act more realistic, and they were a color almost exactly like mine. She had gotten my hair to fit perfectly under the black wig she gave me which actually felt like real hair on my neck. She had done an expert job with my makeup, so it was hard to tell I wasn't the real deal.
Then, of course, the costume itself was the opposite of what I'd wanted. The top piece was just a simple, black bra, no shoulder straps. The bottom piece was skin tight black pants of some kind with a fake bat over the vagina and black high heels, which were killing my feet.
