Use the brush

You decide to try using the brush. That should be less, uh… sensual.

As soon as you start painting, you realize you might have been wrong about that. It’s imprecise and Ingrid is obviously very sensitive. Amy and Sun hold her still while you work, but her body shudders and jiggles. It’s normal for nipples to be sensitive, but this is ridiculous… and you’re making a mess.

Not just the juices dripping down your legs because you’re up close to the softest, prettiest girl in CCL, but the paint is dripping all over her too. Ingrid has orange boobs now, and drops and streaks of it on her belly and thighs.

Not that it seems to bother anyone else. The other officers are all cheering and being idiots, although they’ve all taken the strap-ons off and put their clothes on… even if the clothes aren’t much. You try not to look at Ingrid’s blushing face. You can feel her breath, and it’s just too much.

“We have to let it dry a bit,” you say to Amy. “Before I can put the black on.” You aren’t just painting her huge tits orange, you have to draw the pumpkin face on them too. You’re not exactly lying about needing them to dry, but you’re exaggerating a little. Ingrid is very worked up. You have never seen a girl cum from just breast play, but obviously Ingrid is capable of it or they wouldn’t be making you do this. You kind of want to see that, but you have to see this through. Carefully and patiently, you finish the paint job.

You are not a good artist, but Ingrid’s boobs are now recognizably orange jack o’lanterns. She’s breathing hard, covered in sweat, bright red on her face and between her legs, and very aromatically soaked in desire… but she did not cum.

You did it, and the officers applaud.

“Pretty good,” Riona says admiringly, and Ingrid covers her face with her hands as they surround her, ogling her painted tits.

You, of course, are still naked. Amy takes you aside.

“Good job,” she tells you. “Oh, wait. I have to watch this. Someone give her the speech. Beth.”

Amy steps away and Beth takes her place at your side. You watch what’s going on… they have Ingrid on her feet and are putting an oversized pumpkin mask on her. It covers her whole head and makes her look like a mascot.

“Right,” Beth says, nudging you. “Amy was going to tell you about how being one of us means something.”

“Means something?”

“Yeah. You put it on your resume, you know? But what’s that say to people?”

“I don’t understand.”

“Think about it,” Beth goes on. “You have to put up with stuff here. You have to be a bit adventurous, and we’re notorious. CCL is always in the news for some foolishness or something else. It takes some courage to try to join us, especially knowing what we get up to.” As if to make her point, Beth nods toward Ingrid.

Duni is naked again, and sitting on the couch with a strap-on. The other girls guide Ingrid to her and…

“Oh wow,” you say as they steer her into Duni’s lap. You clearly see the fat, blue dildo penetrate the Swedish girl’s dripping pussy.

“So it goes on your resume,” Beth says again. “And you know, people see that and they know you’re brave, they know you’ve got some sauciness to you and all that. It’s really a good thing. It’s the CCL legacy. You’ve got to make us proud.”

“OK…” you say uncertainly, but you’re pretty distracted by the sex going on a few feet away. Ingrid bounces hard on Duni’s strap-on, mostly due to Duni’s thrusting with her hips and helping with her arms, and Ingrid’s breasts are an orange and black blur. The noise of her cries and the slapping skin is almost too loud for anyone to do any talking, but the other officers are all recording with their phones. This is a CCL Halloween tradition that generates buzz around the university every single year. Every male student in the place and… at least some of the females spend the whole month of October waiting for CCL to post this video to pornhub.

Then everyone tries to guess who it is underneath that pumpkin head.

This year it’s going to be pretty easy to guess.

Someone takes your hand suddenly. It’s Julieta, looking super cute in her little blue pajama set.

“Kay,” Beth says nonchalantly. “Talk’s over. Go with Julieta. She’ll give you your welcome reward.” She isn’t even paying attention to you; she’s watching Ingrid.

Reward? Oh…

But wait a minute.

Julieta is pulling on your hand, but hold on. You still haven’t seen Rey anywhere. Where did she go? You don’t really believe that she would just leave you like that. Something must be wrong.

You stumble after Julieta into the hallway, Ingrid still moaning behind you, but you stop there.

Go with her? Or go and look for Rey?