***All characters are over 18 and are fictional. Any resemblance to any real-life persons or situations is purely coincidental.
Author's Note: Be ready for some nerdy superhero talk. It may be a little much, but it works for the story.
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Ben looked at himself in the mirror. He liked how he looked wearing that Superman costume, and even flexed for himself a little to see how his muscles appeared while wearing it. He wasn't as muscular as the actors who often played Superman, but he had some good muscle tone, especially in the arms. After a few years of having a jock for a dorm roommate, he learned some things about fitness and exercise that gave him a whole new look. In his first semester as a freshman, he was a scrawny 18-year-old nerd who would be lucky if he could lift 60 pounds. He was now a 21-year-old junior and able to bench 225 lbs. He was still a nerd, but at least now he was a strong nerd.
Being a nerd is why he chose a Superman costume. He was always a big fan of comic books. Except, he didn't want to do the whole red underwear outside of the blue uniform. It looked good in the comic books, but a little ridiculous in real life. He chose a costume that was available online that was similar to the one worn in the movie Batman vs. Superman: Dawn of Justice. The costume was in a darker shade of blue than the traditional light blue, and instead of red underwear, there was a yellowish belt around his waist.
"You look just like him," said his roommate, Daryll. "But there are several other people going as Superman to the party. Seriously, you should've picked something more original."
"Remind me again of what your costume is going to be?" Ben shot back at him.
Ben was reminding Daryll that he had agreed to do a couple's costume with his girlfriend and that they were going as Mr. and Mrs. Potato Head.
"OK, I admit my costume will be pretty lame," said Daryll. "But at least I have a reason for wearing it. I have a girlfriend who fucks me all the time. When was the last time you even shook a girl's hand?"
Daryll was exaggerating, but it was true that Ben hadn't been out meeting women that much this semester since his ex-girlfriend broke up with him over the summer. He tried to date again, but he had been so busy with his classes this semester that he hadn't had many chances to go out with anybody. He was hoping that would change tonight as there would be plenty of women at the party he could talk to.
Daryll's girlfriend, Julie, came by wearing her Mrs. Potato Head costume. The costume was just the Potato Head character covering her torso, with her arms and legs sticking out of it, covered in black sleeves and black leggings. She handed Daryll his costume; he put on a fake smile when she gave it to him, and he left the room to put it on. Julie commented on how good Ben looked as Superman; he thanked her and commented on how cute she looked in hers. He couldn't blame Daryll for giving her what she wanted; if he had a girlfriend as hot as Julie, he would also give her whatever she asked for.
When Daryll came out in his costume, Ben, of course, made fun of him because that's what good friends do. After taking some pictures together, they headed out to the party, which was at a local frat house for the Theta Sigma Pi fraternity. It was the biggest fraternity on campus, and they had all the best parties throughout the year.
When they arrived, the house was crowded inside and out with college students in a wide range of crazy costumes. Many of the men there dressed in standard costumes, while the majority of the women there dressed in sexy versions of whatever theme you could think of. There were sexy nurses, teachers, football players, cowgirls, native Americans, superheroes, cats, police officers, and the list just kept going. There were even a couple of sexy nuns; being raised Catholic, Ben found that blasphemous but at the same time very attractive.
Ben looked around and didn't see that many other guys in superman costumes like him. He counted only two other people dressed like him, but they dressed in the versions with the lighter blue fabric and red underwear on the outside.
"This is more packed than usual," said Ben.
"They're getting students from another local college here," said Daryll.
"Yeah, I hear members of APT, GTC and BDD Delta are here," said Julie.
"BDD? That sounds familiar," said Ben.
"It's short for Beta Delta Delta," said Julie.
"You must've heard of BDD by now," said Daryll. "Also known as Big Double D's."
Julie rolled her eyes at Daryll, as she did not like that nickname, even if it wasn't her own sorority. BDD has been known to have some of the hottest girls around, so a reputation formed around them. Usually, it's about all the members being incredibly hot, loving to party, and always dressed slutty. One of the biggest rumors about them was that you had to have a large breast size to become a member. Because of that, frat guys, being ever so clever, used their abbreviation of BDD and turned it into Big Double D's.
Julie had to remind them that those were just rumors about who they really were. She knew members of BDD and knew they weren't anything like that. Julie explained how they only got that reputation because they were one of the biggest and longest running sororities, which means they usually got all the best and most popular girls wanting to join them. She said they were mostly beautiful, but in a standard way. They didn't go around dressing sexy all the time, because that would be ridiculous, and there were no big tit requirements; you can see among them that they all had a wide range of breast sizes. They did like to party, that part was true, as they always went to the best parties they could find.
"Yeah, I think I heard of them, but from somewhere else," said Ben. "I think I might know someone from BDD I just don't know how."
They separated, and Ben found himself talking to some of his other college friends and having beers with them. He later danced with a couple of girls dressed as a slutty cop and another as a slutty belly dancer. He tried to make his moves on the slutty belly dancer, but it turned out she was more into the slutty cop than he was. He wasn't having as much luck with the women as he hoped, but he was still having fun with everyone else.
After a while, he met up with Daryll and Julie again by the punchbowl and a table full of Halloween themed snacks.
"How often did you strike out tonight?" Daryll asked.
"I'm doing alright," Ben lied.
Julie and Daryll gave each other a look, mentally telling each other that they knew Ben was striking out.
"Since you're into this superhero stuff, try going after the girls who are also dressed as superheroes," Julie suggested.
"Yeah, so far I've seen slutty Wonder Woman, slutty Catwoman, slutty Black Widow, and slutty Captain Marvel," said Daryll.
"Is it Captain Marvel now, or from the original black costume from when Carol Danvers was the original Ms. Marvel?" Ben asked.
"What?" Julie asked, looking confused.
Ben showed how nerdy he still was by explaining to them the costume changes over the years of the original Ms. Marvel to the current Captain Marvel. He was going on for so long that Julie had to put her hand over Ben's mouth to shut him up.
"If you want to get laid tonight, no more nerd talk," said Julie.
"I like to think of myself more as a geek than a nerd."
"Yeah, nobody cares, bro," said Daryll.
"But still, it's a good idea to go after the ones dressed as superheroes as a way to start up a conversation," said Julie. "And I see the perfect girl right over there for you."
