Just get it over with

It's pretty hard, but just seeing Helena all scared and miserable makes you like that too. For now you should just go for it and rip off that band-aid. You are both standing appart from the other party members in the second floor hallway.

"About the ritual. Do you really want to do it? I mean, it's your call, right?" You ask her and she sighs. "I...I mean, I kinda have to, right? I'm the chosen one, and it's a tradition..." You feel like she's right on that - sometimes being a part of something requires you to put yourself on the line. You know that, because that's what Pearl always does with you.

"So, shouldn't we just get it done? It's late soon and most people are going to sleep. I wouldn't know, but I think there are a lot of guys my age in this neighborhood. And, I'll go with you!" You try so hard to sound optimistic and confident that you start to sweat.

"Th...thanks March. I'd like that... Yeah, let's go." She smiles and fixes her thick glasses a little. You both leave and go first to the car park. It's cold outside and your nipples are already hard under your blouse - unlike your cock, there's no way to hide them, but in this case it's understandable.

You are the dumb blonde type and you didn't even bring a coat with you - walking around would suck, but it's not like you are walking and looking like this anyway. Helena goes to her car, which is kinda old and black - no, you don't know much about cars, you have an automat that drives on diesel and that's enough.

"A...are you going to use your car? I think it's pretty embarrassing to ask someone I just met to come in my car..." Helena stands on the drivers side and was just about to open the car's door with the key. "Well, wouldn't we save money and gas by going with the same one? You can come in my car if you want..."

Yeah, asking that made you blush - you are miserable with people. "I would like that as long as you don't **** me..." She squats down and covers her face. "Th... that was inappopriate, SORRY!" You would be pretty weirded out by that normally, but now you know it's a condition, so it's fine.

You get in your car and start driving around the neighborhood. Many of the houses are nicely decorated and even some trick or treaters are walking around in their costumes. Halloween is a fun time, although you've never celebrated it this well. The one time you actually went trick or treating you were wearing a kiddie bear costume and everybody thought you were a boy, because you did look less feminine then. You never wanted to dress up like a boy would after that, but whatever.

You look around and see a lot of teens your age and older hanging around. Not many of them have costumes, but they look like they are having fun. "We should go talk with them, right? I'm kinda nervous, March..." You feel the same but park on another free parking space and start moving toward the group.

There are four people there and they seem to have a game or something on. You see three guys and one girl and the girl is wearing a weird nurse costume - it's... pretty slutty.

The guys all have their shirts off and they have some kinds of freaky maniac mask on - you are scared, but go to them anyway. "Hey Terry! Look! New chicks!" The guy with longer brown hair says and crosses his arms. The other guy with dark skin jumps off a trash bin and flexes: "So, what's up? Are you going to a costume party, huh?"

"Well technically... uhm, we are, yeah..." Helena says and looks shy - you are too but say nothing. "Alright. So, it's the eh... Darlingtons' huh? Frank? You remember Nat?" The long haired guy shouts and the third guy with a big tattoo on his chest walks next to him. "Yeah, she the bad chick, huh? That one, right Juan?" The long haired guy named Juan nods and turns to you two.

"You know her? It's her's and Chels' party, right?" You both nod and only now the nurse girl makes her presence known: "Isn't it Helena from sex ed? OMG, she's like my partner! This is her, guys!" The nurse girl has a white nurses costume - it's the old kind with just the top which still reaches her crotch and barely hides her butt. She has pantyhose and that funny nurse hair band. She's also very busty. Her boobs are much bigger than yours and they stretch the top so much that the buttons have to be open down to her naval. You are a bit of an expert in breast sizes and she has to be E -cup.

"This her, oh man..." The black guy Terry says and rubs the back of his neck. You are hard and wet because of all these peoples hot bodies - all the guys are really fit and the girl's tits are humongous. "Yeah, she called me a cumslut and a hooker, and what's the other one... oh yeah moron. You know, people always call me names but this girl did it with style. Like, I got pretty mad even."

You love the fact that the nurse's voice is so smooth and relaxing - it makes her feel friendly. "I...I didn't mean to. I have a condition, Felicity." Helena is still very shy and she seems to be staring at the guys an awful lot. "Really? So you a handicap or something? My bro's in a wheelchair." Juan says sounding very stupid in the process.

"It's just that I say things I don't mean to, I'm really sorry, and I... I don't think that about you." You know that that last part was a lie - she says things off her mind, so she does think like that. You keep your mouth shut.

"Hey. Who's the pretty thing. She a mute or somethin'." The guy with the tattoo on his chest asks and looks up and down on you - you think his black hair looks really nice - he was Frank right? "I'm not mute. I guess I'm just bad at speaking."

The guys chuckle and the nurse giggles. "Well, I didn't think that anyways. You are on the same class with me on computer science. You dyed your hair, right?" The tattoo guy continues and smiles and you feel the blush. "Yh..yeah, it's my costume. I'm supposed to be Snow White."

"Man, let's let them go. They'll be late for the party." The Terry notes and the long hair dude makes way. "Hey, girl. Nice tits, I hope mine were your size. These are hea-vy." The dark skinned nurse girl winks and you turn totally red. "Eeh, we actually had something to talk about..." Helena starts and you know where this is going.

"What's up?" The black guy asks and stretches his legs. Helena takes a second and looks at you nervously. She can't say it, you have to say what you were thinking of doing. This is really bad.