A young girl answered the door, holding a bowl of candy.

The door creaked open in response to the doorbell, and on the other side was a girl who looked around Chelsey's age, if not a bit younger, it was hard to tell with Chelsey's slightly shorter height.

Chelsey quickly covered herself as the girl slowly swung open the door, revealing her attire and the bowl of candy she held. She wore surprisingly revealing clothing, her bottom half clad in nothing but thin booty shorts that more resembled panties than anything, clearly having nothing beneath the thin material. Her top half was adorned much the same, covered only by a tight tube top, with only thin strings connecting the front and the back, the sides of the top almost looking as though they were cut out. Her face was dotted in freckles, and her reddish-orange hair complemented her green eyes, as well as the pair of demon horns that rested atop her head, and her presumably clip-on tail.

Though initially looking bored and uninterested, upon opening the door further and seeing the even more scantily clad trick-or-treater before her, the woman's eyes opened wide in surprise as she stepped back, nearly dropping the bowl in shock.

"T-trick o-or tr... Treat..." Chelsey barely managed to squeak out, her voice uncooperative, and her face painted a bright red.

Before Chelsey could do anything, the girl chucked the candy bowl behind her, grabbed Chelsey's wrist, and pulled her inside, shutting the door behind her.

"W-wait! Wh-what're yo-" Chelsey was silenced by a hand over her mouth, and an oddly excited grin from the girl.

"You. You're exactly who I've been waiting for. Another girl who's willing to show some, er, a _whole lot _of skin, and go door-to-door flaunting it all. Hehehehe..." The girl paused her explanation as her eyes drifted up, and her mouth hung upen in a perverted smile, as she clearly began fantasizing over... Something.

Pushing the hand off her mouth, Chelsey attempted to explain the situation. "N-no, I, er, g-got tricked into d-doing this b-by my friends, y-you see, and, uh..."

Brushing aside the flustered trick-or-treater's explanation, the girl giggled, putting a finger up to her own mouth in a shushing motion.

"Hehehe, no need to be shy~! I understand completely. In fact, I was, uhm, actually told a girl would be coming down the road trick-or-treating. I assumed it was just, y'know, some kid who was too shy to go down the more populated streets, but..." She looked Chelsey up and down a few more times, her smirk widening as her guest's blush deepened. "I got a much more shy and adorable visitor~ Oh! How rude of me. My name's Ivy, by the way~!"

Chelsey's embarrassment was put on hold for a moment, her annoyance towards her friends overpowering her feelings on her current situation, before being brought back into light when Ivy turned around to grab something from a drawer behind her.

"Well, er, Ivy, I-I really need to go, a-and..." Chelsey tried backing away, but was interrupted by the overexcited exhibitionist turning back around, and suddenly undoing her top and pants in quick succession, prompting a confused and startled "Eh!?" out of Chelsey.

The now nude girl before her flashed an apologetic grin, putting on the thing she had pulled from the cabinet, which was revealed to be a similarly skimpy set of underwear to Chelsey's own bikini, but having slightly thicker material, larger "covered" areas, and appearing more in the form of a fishnet mesh that did a poor job of concealing anything. It also made Chelsey wonder just how that devil tail was attached to Ivy's back, if it was not clipped to her pants in some way...

"Sorry~ Not used to having guests around. It did make it more excited though... Hehehe..." Nearly drifting off in perverted thought again, Ivy brought herself back to the present with a shake of her head. "Oh, uh, right! I was wondering if you'd want to, um... Maybe trade some tips and experiences with the whole, y'know, exhibitionism thing, uh... What was your name again?"

Chelsey stared blankly for a moment, before restating her urge to leave, as well as her name. "Ah, well, I-I don't really know anything about it... I-I got put up to this by my friends, l-like I tried saying before. A-and, uh, I'm Chelsey. N-nice, ish, to meet you, I-I guess?"

Accepting the awkward greeting and finally taking in what Chelsey had said, Ivy nodded, now gaining an unusual determined look on her face. "Ah, I see! But then... Wow! You're so brave, to do something like this, even in those conditions..." Pausing yet again, Ivy seemed to think for a moment, before a lightbulb turned on in her head, alongside the many, many other things that were clearly "turned on" up there.. "I know! I'll give you some tips, er, assuming you're gonna keep going?"

Nodding, Chelsey looked gratefully up at the pervert before her. Though, thinking about it, she was being oddly brave, she even felt the butterflies slowly leaving her stomach as she continued talking to Ivy, almost able to ignore the fact she was basically fully naked, if not for the slightest chill on her exposed skin.

Smiling, Ivy began listing off different methods of sneaking about, her own experiences and exciting encounters, and some personal kinks that especially aroused her while she indulged in her exhibitionist fantasies. "Alright, so, a trick to move along this road without any way for people to notice you is..."

A few minutes later, and Chelsey's mind was filled with new knowledge, and some extra horny thoughts, and she was prepared to head out. Before she could say goodbye, however, Ivy offered her something. "Hey, um, this might sound weird, but... Would you want to, um, maybe take a souvenir with you? I think it'd look nice with your outfit..."

Chelsey thought about it for a moment. On one hand, she could take the souvenir, whatever it was, and have a mental reminder of her confidence. On tbe other hand, she was told not to wear anything else, but depending on what it was, she could just carry it with her in her candy bucket...