Concealed is better

Despite the extra risk, you decide to ask for the hood, figuring there is a chance to get to live through the fun without having your face all over the internet. You grab the black latex hood from the receptionist and, with a little struggling, get it on over your hair and zip it up. Your ponytail thankfully has a hole in the back to pop through, and the zipper goes right up to it securely. Now the only parts of your face not covered in shiny black latex are your eyes, lips, and nostrils. You look at your shiny new face in a small mirror hung nearby, and can’t help but to touch your second skin, amazed at the flattering look. You can tell the anticipation is already getting to you as well, because your heart is racing and you feel yourself already getting wet at the possibilities of what you will face.

You hand your coat to the receptionist for safekeeping, confidently revealing the slutty outfit underneath as you enter the first room.