Trick or Treat

For a moment, Mackenzie considering going to the party commando. Letting her cooch feel the open breeze beneath her skirt to try and her C cup breasts bounce around under her crop top. That would probably get the attention of at least half the guys at Marianne's party. However, it would probably also draw the ire of half the woman at the party. Woman who might be willing to sabotage Mackenzie by 'accidently' giving her a wardrobe malfunction. Ripping the Redheads top or skirt or even both and leaving her completely exposed.

"Yeah, I think I'll stick to wearing underwear," The naked Mackenzie told herself before a sinister smile grew across her face. "But maybe an extra sexy set for tonight."

Ding Dong

Mackenzie turned towards the bedroom door, where she heard the ring of her doorbell coming from. This was not the first time this evening she'd heard that ringing. It had been rung three time just when she was in the shower. Made sense of course it was Halloween, the Trick or Treaters were on the prowl. Unfortunately for them, Mackenzie had no candy to give. She had a party to get to after all and wouldn't be around to hand out snickers for most of the night. If Mackenize just ignored it, eventually the kids would get bored and head for the next house.

Ding-Dong

Disregarding the second ring, Mackenzie approached her dresser and opened up the underwear draw. A dozen sets of matching bras and panties caught her eye. Should she wear the one with the black thong and micro bikini or The White G-String and nothing else? Would the Garter belt be too noticeable under the skirt? As she eyed through her options, Mackenzie zeroed in on one pair of orange briefs. They weren't particularly sexy in design but that wasn't what caught Mackenzie's eye. It was the color.

"It looked about the same color as my costume." Mackenzie said stretching them a bit. "If I pair them with a black bra that would look-"

Ding-Dong

Mackenzie looked back towards the door. Was that the same people? Did they not yet figure out that she wasn't going to open the door. The lights weren't even on downstairs. She had shut them off the dissuade trick or treaters from coming here, but it looked like some of them saw the light from the upstairs window and decided not to take the hint. It honestly was starting to piss Mackenzie off.

Ding Dong

"Move on kids there's no candy here." Mackenize said her growing frustration becoming more evident on her fa-

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"OK that tears it!" Mackenzie yelled as the insistent ringing made it feel like her eyes were about to start bleeding. She scooped up her towel and marched downstairs to confront the stubborn little snotnosed brats. Mackenzie was about to teach them how you didn't always get what you want. With an angry grimace on her face Mackenzie lulled opem the front door hoping whatever seven-year-old was on the other side would just get scared and run away.

"What do you want." Mackenzie growled intentionally trying to sound intimidating

"Trick or treat." A trio of voices called with an abundance of disinterest. Mackenzie's eyes widened as before her was a trio of people far older than she expected. They held themselves up with these laid-back postures like they were trying to display that they were above this. Their costumes further implied disinterest as none of them were in proper costumes. One of them had on an old worn-down Spiderman hoodie that was clearly too small for him. Another was dressed all in oversized camo (probably his dads). The third one was the worst. He didn't even pretend he had a costume! He was just wearing jeans and a striped shirt. Mackenzie had heard about people like that. They were too old to Trick or Treat but still wanted the free candy so they'd prowl neighborhoods in half assed costumes. usually, they were preteens aged but these guys looked like they were at least seniors in high school.

While initially maintaining their unenthusiastic facades the trio's expressions soon changed when they properly saw Mackenzie. Their eyes widened as they took in the sight of the voluptuous Redhead standing before them in nothing but a loosely tied towel, skin still shining from the shower. Only now did Mackenzie notice a gap in her towel had opened up exposed her right hip and thigh. She was also leaning down giving the group an ideal view of her cleavage. Mackenzie's face began to turn red bit she maintained her angry expression.

"W-what do you want?" She asked standing up straight and adjusting her towel for better coverage.

"Umm I uh," The one in camo started babbling clearly still too distracted by the towel clad babe to be able to form words yet. "We we-re here for the candy."

"There is no candy." Mackenzie ascertained. "Now please move on to another house."

"No candy!" The guy in the Spiderman hoodie exclaimed snapping right out of his stupor. It seemed he had priorities tonight. "But it's Halloween? How can you not have candy?"

"Look I don't know what to tell you. There's no candy," Mackenzie shrugged her spill of embarrassment fading. "And even if I did, I wouldn't give you any. Your costumes are terrible." She pointed to the Mr. Stripped Shirt. "He's not even wearing a costume!"

"Jes I um." His distorted voice said. He smiled at Mackenzie revealing his plastic vampire teeth. "I'm a suburban vampire!"

"Great. Then why don't you change into a bat and go bother someone else." Mackenzie joked. "Now I've got a party to get ready for so please just go away."

"You're so lame." The camo guy said before smiling perversely. "You could at least drop that towel and give us a little pe-"

Mackenzie slammed the door in the trio's face before he could finish. She'd run to the store and buy them candy before she did THAT! Mackenzie took a breath to calm herself and waited a moment to make sure those jackasses wouldn't start slamming her doorbell again. If they did, she was grabbing a broom and becoming a REAL wicked witch tonight. Fortunately, it looked like they got the message. Mackenzie smiled triumphantly and headed back upstairs.

"Now where was I?" Mackenzie asked returning to her bedroom. She immediately headed back to her still open dresser and pulled out her orange panties and a black bra. "Oh yeah this are going to kill with some lucky guy."

SMACK!

Mackenzie jumped as a loud crashing sound suddenly rang out from her wall. After which it got quiet, with even Mackenzie held her breath out of pure shock. Then it came again. SMACK! SMACK! Like a bird smashing against a glass plain it didn't understand. Concerned Mackenzie tossed her undergarments on the bed and moved over towards the window to investigate. She looked up into the sky expecting it to be something falling down unto her house, but the redhead saw nothing save clear skies and the full moon. Then suddenly!

SMACK!

The impact hit the window. The sound was so loud that for a moment Mackenzie thought it was a gunshot. Mackenzie screamed and tripped backwards falling down onto her butt out of sheer terror. Her towel unraveling on the way down. She breath heavily her heart about to burst from the shock. Slowly she looked up an instinctive fear trying to hold her back. Her view of black night sky through the window was being obscured a white runny substance plastered on the glass. In its center was a blot of color making the oddity look like a giant eye staring down at her. In a way this was her worst fear. Being stared at in a compromising position. Her gorgeous body on display, soft breast on display legs spread to reveal her hidden treasure. Total exposure before this haunting eye. True horror.

Only it wasn't an eye.

"I-Is that egg yolk?" Mackenzie said inquisitively.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

A barrage of impacts cascaded from the other side of her wall one after the other unceasing. Mackenzie eyes widened her fear banished and replaced with anger. She knew what was going on. She again scooped up her towel and wrapped it around herself lifting open the window and sticking her head out.

"You bastards!" Mackenzie screamed causing the three said bastards with egg cartons tucked under their arms to start laughing. "Are you egging my house?"

"Thems the rules towel girl," The camo guy yelled back, it seemed he was the leader of this group. "Don't give us treats you get tricks."

"Ad tis is cloosic tick!" The Suburban Vampire said before chucking another egg right at Mackenzie herself. The redhead managed to just barely dodge the projectile, dropping down slamming her neck painfully into the base of the window seal. The trio winced recognizing how painful that looked. Meanwhile the egg soared her head and right into Mackenzie's house. A much softer smack rang out as the egg broke open. Everyone froze; Mackenzie's tormenters clearly hadn't planned on egging the inside of Mackenzie's house. The redhead slowly turned around to assess the damage. The egg had flown across the room and landed on her bed. Specifically, it landed right on her costume covering the entire thing, including her carefully selected bra and panties, in slimy egg white and yolk. Her costumed was ruined. She didn't have time to clean it without missing most of the party and if she went to the party covered in egg goop she'd look like an idiot. What was she going to do? As she pondered her next move the redhead heard the more smacks from eggs hitting the side of her house. Those jerks hadn't been deterred only distracted. Mackenzie's eye twitched as a rising anger overcame her.

"You three are so dead!" She turned back and yelled at the teens before charging back downstairs, desperately grasping her towel to keep it in place. They were so going to get it. Mackenzie didn't care if they were younger than her, she was going to raise some hell. She practically leapt down the stairs before sprinting out the door onto her porch. The cool night air bit against the wet skin, but Mackenzie didn't care. She just wanted to find those annoying jackasses and tan their hides, but they weren't here. Mackenzie's yard was empty, the kids egg cartons abandoned on the curb. Mackenzie breathed heavily, did those vandals really just book it in response to her threat?

"Happy Halloween!" A pair of voices yelled out from behind before Mackenzie received a pair of slaps to both her ass cheeks. The Redheaded Bombshell yelped in pain as she was forced forward off her porch nearly losing her towel. Mercifully Mackenzie was about to keep her balance and quickly span around to see Spider Hoodie and Suburbia Vampire smiling down at her.

"No treats." Hoodie sneered.

"Ven vou get tick!" The vampire finished through his fake teeth. He then grabbed Mackenzie's still open front door, reached in to trigger the inside lock and then slammed the door shut. Mackenzie's mouth fell open. It was a trap, the egging was just to piss her off and lure her outside. All so they could lock her outside in nothing but a towel. Mackenzie was shocked. Too shocked in fact to consider this wasn't the end of their plot.

"Should have just given us some candy, bitch!" Camo Guy yelled as he came in fast from one side on a 10-speed bike. Faster than Mackenzie could even turn her head he'd closed the distance between them. He passed right by her, only an arm length away from her and an arm length away from her towel "And I say you still owe us a peek!"

Camo Guy grabbed a fistful of Mackenzie's towel and yanked the girls garment off her body. Cold air rushed into all Mackenzie's nooks and crannies formally protected by her fluffy towel. It happened so fast the redhead was still process how she'd been locked out. So, for a brief few moments Mackenzie stood in her front yard completely naked while flashing two people. Her senses only returning when she noticed Spider-hoodie had pulled out his phone to take pictures.

"Ahhh. Ah. Yeeeeaaaaaaaa!!!" Mackenzie shrieked as she flung her arms over her privates. A futile attempt to hide what was already memorized on the kid's phone.

"Whooohooo!" Hoodie howled as swiped through the pictures on his phone. "This is way better then candy."

"Vest Hollowin eber!" The Vampire yelled nearly spitting out his teeth in excitement. "I'll never forget tonight."

The pair jumped off the porch and ran past Mackenzie towards the street. The redhead wanted to reach out and strangle the perverts but couldn't bring herself to pull her arms away from her exposed chest and vag. She turned around to see them picking up bikes off the street and joining their friend Camo Guy. He was driving in circles on the asphalt waving Mackenzie's towel around like a checkered flag at a raceway. Mackenzie met his gaze and Camo Guy smiled sadistically at the naked woman.

"Enjoy your party, sexy!" He said before he and his gang rocketed down the street and out of view. Mackenzie considered for a moment running after them. Regaining some dignity by taking back her towel. However, as she watched the vandals leave her eyes caught a couple holding hands in the distance. The man was pointing excitedly in Mackenzie's direction only for the woman to shield his eyes and pull him in another direction. There was no doubt, they saw her.

"Ayieeeee," Mackenzie squealed her face contorting with fear and shame. Without Delay Mackenzie dove into the nearest bush to get some cover. Her feelings of anger towards the teens, her worries about the party or meeting someone were all gone. All that was left right now was an intense survival instinct. She was cold, wet, naked and locked out all on the one day of the year when the streets were crawling with people. Mackenzie's heart pounded against her chest as she began to realize she might be in for the scariest night of her life!