Halloween has always been an interesting time of the year to me. People feel the freedom to let out the child inside and show the world their innermost passions. I had no idea how true this would be last Halloween. Being that I love Halloween so much, it's not uncommon for me to find or make a costume that stands out from the crowd. Such was the case this last all hallows eve when I went as a werewolf. This was not the kind of costume that you can find in a store though. I latexed hair all over my body. Along with a pair of fangs, fake fingernails, and a dog collar, I was good to go. I wore a pair of cut-off shredded jeans and a tore-up tee-shirt to complete the outfit.
That night I was to go over to a friend's house for a party. By the time I got there, the place was already in full swing. I didn't bother knocking on the door. Instead I walked I walked right in. Instantly, I was in the middle of the crowd as it surged around the living room. Looking around, I saw one of my friends who were hosting the party over by the kitchen serving drinks. When I reached my friend, her first reaction was, "who are you?" I almost laughed, and she caught on. She had on a spider woman outfit that showed off her body very well. As I was talking to her though, I felt a hand come down on my shoulder. I turned around and was relieved to see it was my friend's husband, not someone who wanted to kill me. He looked me up and down.
"Man, you really outdid yourself this year." He grinned broadly, "I almost didn't recognize you." We chatted for a while before I started working my way through the crowd, mingling with people I knew and some I didn't. While I was working the crowd, I kept noticing a very sexy woman out of the corner of my eye. She stayed to the edge of the room, but what she wore is what caught my attention. The dress she had on showed off her body to a wonderful degree. She was probably a c-cup, but the cleavage of her dress dropped to somewhere near her navel. I managed to keep my composure as I made my way over. I could see the rest of her body what I got closer. While the hem of her dress was around her knees, the split in the side came up almost over her hip. If she was wearing any underwear, I couldn't tell. I couldn't tell what most of her face looked like either. She wore a cat mask with whiskers that covered her face from the hairline to the middle of her upper lip. I wasn't phased however, the Frankenstein in my pants growling and trying to point the way. I came up beside her and leaned in close.
"You know," I growled lowly, "a dress like that brings out the animal in me." She grinned under the mask and turned to face me, her emerald green eyes shining through the eyes of the mask.
"Nice costume, I'll bet you really give new meaning to the term 'animal sex'."
