An unexpected guest at the Halloween party.

You have to fight to keep your blush down after Shannon nearly exposed your dick to every girl in the bustling foyer. It’s plain as day now to the entire guest list that you actually are naked besides the leaf, and you can literally feel their eyes digging into your bare ass. This little ‘costume’ is humiliating.

Knowing that you’d like to keep your own exposure to a minimum, you shuffle backwards into the nearest wall; hoping that you can find somebody you know who isn’t an out-and-out pervert. Your plan doesn’t pan out, as you simply back into the Supergirl who seems unbelievably happy to have caught your taut ass in her hand. The tipsy brunette gives you a squeeze and a slap (as well as a rude comment you don’t want to repeat) and you immediately start escaping to another room in Rebecca’s mansion-esque abode; a crimson flush across all four of your cheeks as the many, many girls behind you giggle and hoot.

Nowhere in the party is even close to empty, but you figure searching for Chris is your best bet to leave the party before your entire reputation is ruined. You’re effectively wading through an ocean of half-drunk high school seniors, which means that just on the way to the punch table, at least two girls tried groping you. You manage to get to the table with your leaf intact, but instead of any of your peers serving herself a drink, you see the orchestra director Miss Villagomez dressed as a sexy Statue of Liberty. Her toga costume has a slit running all the way up to her thigh in the left leg, and a deep scoop neck to leave her modest cleavage on display. It’s a look that suits her well, and the chance to see so much of her skin is an absolute turn-on.

Having no idea how she got into Rebecca’s party, but not complaining because she really is your favorite teacher, you walk to her side of the snack table to introduce yourself. The cute teacher looks up from her (probably-spiked) punch as you say, “Hi.”

Miss Vee, seeing you in what’s basically your birthday suit, lets her jaw slack open as she takes in the vast swathes of eye candy, tries to find a greeting of her own, and then immediately starts to **** on her drink.

You know that she’s not in danger, but you rush to grab the musical woman anyway, reaching through a few layers of green toga to ensure your teacher/crush coughs properly.