A "Little red riding hood" outfit, minus everything but the hood...

(Note; This path contains more... Spooky sex stuff, and was one I was planning on releasing, y'know, actually on halloween haha *ahem* aNyWaYs, pretending I'm not a year late (hilarious joke me, keep em coming for the next week or so before new years jokes get old), here's a list of the things to expect from this route!

Main kinks; Exhibitionism (duh), uncertain/**** into consent, Monstrous men (and literal monster cocks), tentacles (a classic), and group sex.

Enjoy!)

Chelsey blankly stared at the bag, as she rummaged around in it for the rest of the costume, only managing to find the red hood and its attached cape, the rims of the admittedly soft fabric being a fitting gold trim. At the bottom of the bag, she gained a spark of hope, spotting some tight, lacy thigh-highs, though it was quickly dashed as those were all that remained in the bag... Well, except for a single peice of paper, explaining her obviously intentional clothing situstion.

"Hey Chel, how d'ya like the costume? Soooorry, we like, didn't have enough time to finish the rest. You'll be fine covering up with that cape though, yeah? We made sure to make it out of a nice fabric, and those thigh-highs should be niiice and cozy for ya, so you should still be warm, lmao." Shivering both from her not-so-slight agitation, and her embarrassing situation, Chelsey read the back of the note, spotting the less polished handwriting and assuming the back was written by Penny, and the front by Vanessa.

"lol, sorry! Here's da rulez; Visit every house on the street, all of em! We'll know if U miss even just 1 house, K?!? Next, don't put anything else on! U gotta stay all nice and lewd for the, er, eggshenttrick people who live here, yeh? (How d'you spell that word? Exxentrick? Ecksentric? Idk lmao) anyways byeeee have fun bestieeee~" Sighing, Chelsey had basically accepted her fate, until she realized she still had her costume, she just had to grab it from the door- aaaannd it was gone...

Penny's giggling voice could be heard running through the doors, Chelsey too slow to stop her escape. Frustrated by this prank taken too far, Chelsey felt her face flush as she gathered whatever determination she could, and donned the single piece of clothing, her annoyingly well-fitting red panties and bra from her previous outfit not doing her any favors. Judging by the note though, it seemed like they wanted her to take everything off, except the hood and cape, as well as the thigh-highs they gave her for "warmth."

Catching one last glance at herself in the mirror as she left the stall, her face went red as she stared at her admittedly very sexy costume, her lack of clothing around her mid-section, and her completely covered head, back, and legs all bringing yet more focus onto her already over-exposed bare torso.

Walking out the doors to the bathroom, Chelsey sighed one more time as she pondered whether or not to actually visit all the houses, or just head straight to the party and reclaim her clothes...