Dancing cheek to cheek

Once again, despite the woman's smaller frame and obvious intoxication, you were more or less at her mercy. Sure, she was providing you with a bit of cover, but once again she was throwing herself around you to do it. You keep your hands firmly in front of your crotch, holding your leaf in place over the branch rising up beneath it. Miss Villagomez was pressing herself against your front, her own torso pressed against your hands as she reached her arms around your body, keeping your arms pinned as she draped her robes behind you. And, sure, this kept your ass covered, but not only was Miss Villagomez grabbing a couple handfuls through the green fabric, but her leaning against you was slowly pushing you ass-first into the crowd of your peers.

You do your best to avoid collision, twisting and turning to look over your shoulders, and for the most part you succeed. You're moving slowly enough, and given your costume and position people definitely see you coming, and any contact is done by the them; the various ladies you pass don't always let you go without getting a little hands on. A tall girl in zombie makeup leaves traces of gray on your skin as she runs a hand across the small of your back to your hip, while the Scream-masked figure next to her lets out a muffled 'whoop' when Miss Vee's robes briefly flap open to show a peek of your behind. You try to turn your face away from an Elsa with her phone pointed at you, ready to snap a few shots, when you feel something soft squish against your ass, sandwiching Miss Vee's hands for a moment.

"Oh! Uh, sorry?" you quickly stammer out, despite feeling like you're as much a victim as anyone in this moment, only to crane your neck around to find a familiar face on the girl you just bumped butts with.

"Oh wow, Sam!" Shannon says as she turns around, "Having some fun with Miss Vee, huh?"

"Wh-no! It's not like that," you say hurriedly, even as Miss Villagomez digs her fingers in a little harder, and Shannon starts giggling.

"Oh, I getcha," Shannon says. You can't tell if she's had a bit to drink herself or if the mischievous girl is just drunk off the atmosphere. "She's got a good grip on you, huh?"

"Look, just... Where's Chris?"

"She and Silver found Rebecca over in the kitchen. Good luck getting over there, though!" she says, as Miss Vee nestles herself into your chest even more. Shannon watches for a moment as you struggle to make your way off the dance floor with the drunk instructor slowing you down, before a smirk plays across her face. You don't know why she did it-- it probably wasn't just to help you, maybe it was because Miss Vee was blocking the view, or because she wasn't likely to get another chance to strip a member of the school faculty. But she locks eyes with you for a moment, before stomping down on the hem of Miss Villagomez's costume. She's caught off guard, and she lets go of the fabric covering your ass to hug your waist for balance. As the two of you stumble forward, Miss Vee's dress slides off completely, exposing her entire body, bare aside from a spiked crown, her shoes, and pair of green bikini-cut bottoms. You catch her, despite her behavior up to this point, but quickly cover back up to keep more of your cock showing, as it twitches again from the feeling of her perky breasts rubbing against you as she stumbles.

"Oh my God!" Miss Vee cries, startled as she was with an already addled brain. Hurriedly covering her chest (and doing a poor job of it, leaving her dark nipples still half-uncovered) she looks all around for her dress, only to see it disappear into the crowd as Shannon trails it along behind her, with Miss Vee following behind. You take advantage of the fact that, for a brief moment, everyone is focusing on someone else's ass, and get your own off the dance floor.

Of course, you're still dealing with an erection that seems determined not to go away. Going to meet Chris and Rebecca and who knows who else in this state would be like throwing yourself to the wolves. But is there really anywhere else you can go?