A drinks conundrum

Vodka and lemon, Jack and ginger, rum and coke, light beer and heavy liquor, we had essentially a free bar and no-one to stop us trying everything. If Grace had been interested in the full college party experience, getting drunk and looking hot at a party full of horny young people, she was certainly getting the authentic experience.

She’d gone to use Ashley’s toilet, after I’d whispered the directions in her ear so she could pretend she knew where it was just like the real Lisa would. I’d giggled at her enthusiasm, seeing her excitement at playing the role, before she headed off and I finished off my drink.

“Yo, did you bring any booze to add to this collection?”

I turned on my heel at the agitated voice, expecting to see some frustrated guy finally catching onto how liberally I’d been looting the **** selection.

“Ah, sorry…”

I started, getting my best manipulative cute girl pout ready, only to realize whoever had been speaking hadn’t been talking to me. Further down the kitchen counter, full of its treasure trove of drinks, was a slightly hapless looking young man being confronted by two other guys.

I may be dressed as a cop, but I guess these guys were the ones who’d taken it upon themselves to be the drinks police at this party.

“Huh? Oh, huh, s-sorry guys.”

The guy stammered a little, clearly not expecting to be confronted. In his hand was a mixed drink, something fizzy and some liquor, a classic at any student party.

“It’s good manners to bring some drink along too, ya know, to add to what everyone else has brought. Ain’t you ever been to a flat party before?”

“Yeah, and after Ashley worked so hard to do up the decorations and everything!”

“Ehehe, ah, I guess I just forgot, sorry…”

Hmmm…

I watched the scene unfolding, pursing my lips. I looked up and down at the two guys harassing this hapless fellow. Even if they were trying to act a little tough, it was really difficult to on Halloween, when so many are dressed in silly costumes. Especially as these two were dressed as Wario and Waluigi, harassing a guy dressed up as Shaggy from Scooby doo.

From the way they’d been carrying on, specifically mentioning Ashley’s hard work in decorating her apartment for the party, I had a feeling their motivation for confronting ‘Shaggy’ wasn’t purely from an altruistic standpoint. Rather than two brave souls, some party socialists intent on all guests enjoying their fair shares of the **** at the event, I had an inkling they maybe just wanted to impress Ashley and play the somewhat misguided heroes.

The fact I didn’t recognize them either in my own memories or any of Emmy’s stolen ones made me think they really were two relative nobodies simping over one of the prettiest girls on campus. While I was thinking that though, one of them noticed me, Waluigi turning his somewhat intoxicated gaze in my direction.

“Heyo miss Officer, looking good!”

He raised a toast to me with a goofy grin, clearly ignoring the bottles I’d emptied myself only a few short moments before. I glanced at “Shaggy”, seeing his slender frame and normal, reasonably nondescript haircut.

A little lanky and just a little awkward too… maybe it was my insecurities talking, but this guy reminded me ever so slightly of myself.

Well, he’s not exactly anything close to me right now.

I shifted stances, moving my weight from one leg to the other, my free hand on my hip. Even just that jiggled motion through me, a pleasurably tactile reminder of the incredibly voluptuous skin I was wrapped up tight in. A smug satisfaction bloomed in my heart, a cheeky little sense of superiority over how differently I’d been treated to Shaggy.

If I’d been at this party just as my normal self, and if none of this skinwalker stuff had ever happened to me, maybe I’d be the one getting accosted by some yahoos.

Instead though…

I glanced up and down the two men, seeing the way they looked at me, eyes almost glazed over just a bit, like I was a fantasy, or perhaps the most delicious meal two starving guys had seen in their lives. I couldn’t help but giggle a little, hoping just how smug it sounded couldn’t quite be heard over the music at the party. I didn’t need skinwalker enhanced senses to tell what they were thinking.

A slightly narcissistic confidence bloomed even more in my heart, as I walked a little closer to them, seeing their eyes rove all over me. Stepping closer, the sensation of my heels on the wooden floor, feeling the way my tight skirt moved against my hips, a sliding, tactile reminder of the heart-stopping curves I’d taken for myself… it was so addictive.

“H-hey, wait, aren’t you Ashley’s friend, Emmy? You’re really popular too.”

Now it seemed it was Wario’s turn to be a little bashful, coming across as all too tongue tied as I got closer.

Being a gorgeous baddie really is powerful, huh?

A teasing trickle of dopamine seemed to tingle down my spine at the attention. Had I always been so vain? Maybe it was the fact I’d gone from being a helpless observer of beauty, always feeling like it was almost divinely unattainable for me, to being wrapped inside a Goddess like shape.

Especially Emmy’s shape… honestly, if she was a Goddess, it would surely be of fertility.

“What’s going on here, boys? As the officer on scene, it’s only right I mediate disputes.”

If I had really been a cop and not just a hot girl in a slutty Halloween costume, I would have been the most attractive officer on the **** for sure.

“Uhh well, basically we were standing up to this guy for being cheap!”

“Yeah, yeah, that’s right! He didn’t even bring any booze with him to this party.”

The two guys shared a look, hoping to get their story straight, and no doubt hoping it would make themselves look good in my eyes. I was about to speak up, intervene on behalf of the hapless Shaggy cosplayer who I felt more than a little pity for, when I was stopped by an interjection behind me.

“Hey, you know, he’s not causing any harm really. Aren’t we all here to have a good time anyway?”

That smooth voice…

Lisa stepped past me, giving me a confident wink before sliding her ass along the kitchen counter so she was beside Shaggy. She beamed her flawless smile at Wario and Waluigi, before continuing:

“And Halloween is a time for treats as well as tricks, right?”

The two of them looked stunned, seeing not one but two gorgeous women striking up a conversation with them in short succession.

“Y-you’re Lisa, right…? The smokeshow of the medicine department…!”

Wario elbowed Waluigi in the ribs for his clumsy admission, while “Lisa” just giggled.

“Mhmm, so that’s what they’re calling me now? People are too kind. But, you know, maybe for me you could leave this guy alone, hmmm? It would make me happy…”

She infused that last line with some of the bashful, adorable cuteness that was the signature of the shy girl under her skin, and both guys blushed at once.

“Yeah o-of course!”

“Anything for you.”

“Oh hey. Is that Ashley waving you two over? Does she have something to give you?”

I stepped over, making a show like I was glancing out into the crowd. Both guys spun around, before walking off with excited mutterings about meeting up with the girl they were obviously crushing on.

Sorry Ashley… you’ll take one for your bestie, right?

“Lisa! Oh my God, you were so confident there!”

“I- I know!”

She giggled all happy, hugging her sides and swaying. She was so pleased with herself, her joy radiating and making her look even cuter, black hair swaying in her witch hat.

“I just felt like I could do it. Stand up to those guys, and make myself heard… I feel so much more confident in here! Ohhh, thank you so much A-”

“Ah, ah, ahh.”

I stepped into her space quickly, putting my finger to her lips. It got a little damp with her gloss, pressing against the sensitive skin, a blush erupting on her face. I felt myself get a little wetter just at the sight of my nail art decorated finger pressing into my crush's lips.

“Wow, uhh, t-thank you so much. Those guys definitely seemed trouble… thanks for saving me.”

Shaggy stuttered. He seemed to be a shy guy, probably pretty new at college.

“Of course, a police officer has to maintain justice.”

I tipped my cap all solemnly, before laughing, while Lisa added:

“And as a witch, I couldn’t ignore someone in a ‘spell’ of trouble.”

“That was so cheesy, oh my God!”

I laughed harder at her pun, punching her in the arm playfully.

“Like yours was any better! Who do you think you are? Is this some daytime TV crime procedural?”

The two of us broke down in giggles, while Shaggy relaxed and laughed along too. He seemed like a nice guy, if just a little clueless. Recovering from our laughter, cocked my head and asked.

“So, Shaggy. Where’s the rest of mystery incorporated tonight?”

He looked at the ground, sheepishly, not saying anything for a moment, before responding.

“Ah, well… I kinda don’t have the rest of them here.”

“Hmm… kinda a shy guy, hmm?”

Lisa mused, looking him up and down, before giving me a glance. For the girl inside her, it had to have been relatable.

“Ah! It’s not like I don’t have friends or anything, just… we all went to different colleges. So we mainly hang out on discord. I haven’t really gotten out much since moving to this city or anything. But so we still had some kind of connection, we all dressed up as the characters from mystery incorporated, even though we’re far apart.”

“That’s really cute…”

I looked at Lisa’s face, so thoughtful as she said it. Meeting this guy here tonight, a hapless and kinda shy guy at a Halloween party, I had to wonder if it could be some kind of opportunity. In a way, this guy had some of the traits of both Grace and myself. Maybe we’d grow closer if we helped him out? We could be his guardian angels, in truly angelic skins.

Plus…

It was a little kinky thinking it, but I would find it hot to sneak around and do weird lewd stuff with Grace while we’re hanging out with his guy, behind his back...