Halloween Night
“Let’s give that fucken bitch a good scare tonight!”, suggested Paul as he sat in the highschool cafeteria with this buddy Mike.
“ What are you talking about?”
“ You know..., that strange whore who lives down our street...what’s her name?”
“ I think it’s Meg.”
“ Yea...that’s it.”
“ What do you wanna do to her?”, asked Mike.
“ Today’s Halloween...let’s give here something to remember.”
“ Well..., ah..., yea...that would be kind of funny..., I mean...she is strange like you said...always staying to herself except when her ‘clients’ come over...they stay for an hour or so then leave.”
“ Yep...she’s a real Mortisha...always dressing in black together with her high heeled boots...she’s been wearing that style as long as I can remember...eversince she moved in back when we were little kids.”
Since both guys lived on the same street, Mike said, “ Ok..., that would be fun...let’s meet one another outside after dark...after the little brats get through with trick-or-treating.”
“ Yea...we’ll think of something on the way home from school.”
Finally, both guys finished their lunch, got up, and returned to their classes.
At three, school ended and the two highschool juniors found themselves walking home together, going to the street they both lived on a few blocks from the school, a nice suburban neighborhood with trees all over, the streets covered with dead leaves at this time of year.
As they strolled, they eventually made it to their street and continued to walking, passing up the ‘strange’ lady’s house. Looking at the lonely dwelling from across the road, Mike remarked, “ She never passes out candy...remember when we were little...she’d never open the door at Halloween.”
“ Yea...what a fucken bitch...she even yelled at us this one Halloween screaming ‘Get the hell off my property!’, remember that?”
“ Yep...but tonight..., we’ll get her..., so what did you have in mind anyway?”
Paul came to a halt, looked at the lady’s house, and said, “ Well..., we could throw eggs at her front window.”
“ That’s old...let’s do something that’ll really make an impact on her...more than the ‘impact’ of a few eggs.”
Paul started moving again, looking down at the sidewalk in deep thought. Suddenly, he gave Mike an intense look and said in a very serious tone, “ Let’s rape her.”
Surprise in his eyes, Mike responded, “ What...are you fucken crazy...wanna go to jail or something!”
“ Who’s to know...we’ll put stockings over out heads, sneak out around ten...after the streets are deserted. I’ll sneak out the back door of my place...you can do the same.”
“ But...?”
“ But what...she’s in her mid thirties...but she’s still hot looking..., weird, but hot looking...that’s how she makes her money...off her ass...and does she got ass, I remember this one day she was on her front porch dressed in jeans, she turned around and bent over for something....man is she great...so raping her won’t be a problem!”
“ Yea...but what if we get caught?”
“ Are you a sissy or what?”
Making a sigh, Mike finally caved in and said, “ Well..., I guess we could do it as long as no one knows it’s us...it might even be fun.”
“ Now you’re talking...” Going on, Paul started with, “...ok..., here’s what we’ll do...”
For the next few minutes, Paul worked out the details of his sick rape scheme with his buddy. At last, they parted, each guy going to his house, the dwellings only a few property lots apart.
At ten o’clock the same evening, Paul crawled out his home’s bedroom window to the rear of the structure, being as quiet as possible, making sure he didn’t wake his parents who were already asleep. A few hundred feet down the street, by a stop sign, he met up with Mike who also crawled from his place, no one seeing him.
“ Ok Paul...do you got the stuff like you said?”, asked Mike.
“ Right here.”, replied the guy as he produced two long and sharp fish knives, handing one of them to his friend.
“ What about the stockings?”
“ Coming up.”, said Paul, pulling the two nylon things from his pocket, saying further, “ Snuck into my parent’s bedroom...stoled these from my mom.”
Laughing, both guys proceeded down the quiet empty and dark street, hearing nothing but the wind and some leaves, the moon shining above.
Less than five minutes later, Mike said, “ Ok...there it is...her place, let’s go.”
Wasting no time, the two guys went up her drive along side the house, pulling the stockings over there heads as well. When they got to a basement window, they pushed it open and crawled inside. Once there feet were on the floor, Paul looked around and remarked, “ Ok..., this way...those steps gotta lead upstairs.”
Quickly, they ascended the wooden steps until they made it to the first floor where Paul slowly pushed open a door and stepped into a short walkway.
“ All right, look...the light’s on over there..., shhhhhh...I hear someone...it’s gotta be her...all alone by herself..., yea...let’s go for it!”
Paul and Mike strolled down the hall toward the kitchen, each guy’s hand holding a knife! Finally, they stepped upon the linoleum floor, seeing an attractive dark-haired lady, her mane going down a few inches below her shoulders. She just stood there, leaning against the counter, waiting for some coffee to finish brewing, a cigarette in one of her hands.
When she saw the two guys, the lady’s face radiated surprise for only a few moments as she heard, “ Ok bitch..., whore, slut..., time for a little fuck!”
Dressed in black jeans, a flannel shirt, and a pair of black high heeled boots where the upper part of the leather was concealed by her pants, the lady’s expression slowly changed and became more relaxed as she said, “ If I’m a whore...what do you need those knifes for..., I mean...just give a few bucks and I’m all yours...”
“ We ain’t screwing around...how about if we cut your throat while we fuck the shit outta you?”, replied Paul, wishing to scare her.
“ You’re not screwing around? I thought that’s what you came here for?”
“ Fuck you, cunt....we mean business!”
“ So do I..., I mean...that’s kind of what I’m into...the business..., you know, the world’s oldest profession.”
“ You can go to hell, slut!”, cried Paul as he raced toward her while holding the knife high up in the air, making it look like he’ll attack her!
When the guy was about three feet before the attractive, but strange looking, lady, she exhaled a huge cloud of smoke, blowing it right at him, into his face. Before he could make another step, Paul heard himself scream, “ What the hell...., what’s wrong with me...I don’t feel right!”
The cloud of the stuff swiftly went past Paul and then toward Mike. Seconds later, Mike yelled as well, “ I feel funny too!”
A very short time later, the cloud disappeared into thin air as the woman said, “ There you go...now rape me...rape me real good!”
“ What’s happening, Mike..., I feel stranger and stranger and everything seems like it’s changing too!”
“ I don’t know..., I think..., Oh no..., no it can’t be!”
“ Shit..., it’s us...we’re changing, we’re shrinking, getting smaller and smaller!”
“ You got it, guys..., you’re shrinking..., guess it’ll be just like you said right when you stepped in here..., ‘time for a little fuck’..., and it’s really gonna be little..., ha, ha!”
“What...how...!”, cried Paul.
“ You jerks..., I’m a witch and tonight’s my night, my powers only work on Halloween...and I guess you picked the best day to pull your shit..., what fools!”
“ Please, ma’am...make it stop!”
“ My name’s Meg.”
“ We know...but please...make it stop!”
“ Fuck you...both of you...shrink down to a size I think is right!”
As they got smaller and smaller, they dropped their knives. Finally, less than a minute later, Mike and Paul both shrank down to only two inches in height!
“ That’s it...”, said Meg, “...perfect, just perfect!”
Terrified now, little Paul stared at her boots and slowly moved his eyes upward as he then yelled, “ Please don’t hurt us, we didn’t mean to hurt you...we were just playing around...it was supposed to be a Halloween joke...that’s all!”
“ Yea...just a joke!”, added Mike.
“ You’re a joke...both of you..., and now...it’s my turn for some Halloween fun...ha, ha!”
The coffee finished brewing and she poured herself a cup while Mike and Paul just stood there, staring helplessly up at her. She quickly drank the black brew and placed the empty cup back to the counter. All fired up with caffeine now, Meg squatted before them, inhaled from the cigarette, and then reached for tiny Paul, pinching the back of his shirt between her finger tips.
Quickly, the lady stripped him of everything, rendering the guy naked, saying after the stocking came off his head, “ Well look at that...ain’t you that asshole highschool kid who lives down the street...I remember you, a real punk, a few years back the local corner store called the cops on you for stealing...what an asshole!”
As Paul stood naked on the palm of her left hand, Meg placed the cigarette between her lips and reached for Mike. However, the tiny creature ran off, pulling the stocking from his head so her could see better. He ran and ran until he went under the kitchen table.
“ You little fool..., you can’t get away from me!”, said Meg as she snapped the fingers of her free hand.
Before he knew what was going on, Mike felt a lightness overcome him. The next thing he knew, he was floating, floating right off the floor, up from under the table, and then he eventually drifted over to the beautiful lady, dropping into her right hand.
“ Like I said...I’m a witch, and tonight’s my night!”
Meg went right before the table and lowered both guys down on top of it. Next, she said to Mike, “Strip...take it all off!”
“ But please, Meg...please!”
“ I thought you guys came here for a fuck...a little fuck...so let’s go...strip!”
“ Please!”, begged Mike.
Quickly, she slammed her fist to the table and screamed, “ I said do it!”
Frightened, Mike took off all his clothes, finally standing there all naked.
“ Ha, ha...look at you two...thought you’d come here and pull one over me...guess I pulled one over you...didn’t I?”
“ What are you gonna do to us?”
“ I don’t know...guess we’ll start with what you wanted in the first place.”
In fear and awe, Paul and Mike stood there as the lady started to undress, taking everything off, even her bra and panties! In the end, she wore nothing but her knee high black stiletto boots!
Turning around, sexy Meg squatted and took up both knives from the floor. When she stood straight again, she placed one of the sharp things into the counter’s drawer and held on to the second one, returning to the table afterward. While her two beautiful tits hovered above them, Meg held the knife by its handle and slowly moved the pointed end toward Paul, moving it to his exposed cock!
“ Yep..., a little fuck...that’s all you’re good for.”
“ Please don’t hurt us!”, cried Paul as he backed off a few steps.
“ Then you gotta prove yourself...prove that you’re the big hot rapist that you think you are..., fuck me..., fuck me good!”
“ But...?”
“ But what...don’t you got what it takes?”, mocked the lady as she moved her hairy pussy toward the table’s edge, saying, “ C’mon, stick it in..., c’mon...fuck me...let’s go!”
Paul wasn’t only afraid, but ashamed and embarrassed as well as he stared up at her giant looking cunt and then down at his tiny little dick.
“ I’m waiting...I really don’t feel too much...what’s taking you so fucking long..., c’mon..., let’s fuck!”
“ I can’t..., I...!”
“ Then it ain’t of much use...now is it?”
“ No, please....no!”, screamed Paul as she brought the pointed end of the knife toward his little dick again, this time using her other hand as a break wall, making it impossible for the guy to back off!
“ No..., don’t!”
To his horror, she pressed the sharp blade against his organ and turned it, cutting off his puny cock!
“ Ahhhhh...!”, yelled Paul as blood poured forth, “No...why?”
“ Because you’re an asshole...that’s why...a real jerk who won’t be able to jerk off any more..., ha, ha!”
As Paul fell to his knees and held his crotch, her dark eyes slowly turned to Mike. Afraid, he raised his hands up and pleaded, “ No..., please, no...it was all his idea...he talked me into it!”
“ Oh really...did he...? Then you’re a big nothing...right?”
“ Ah..., Um...”
“ Yea...a big nothing, fit for only one thing!”
Great looking Meg turned around and presented her ASS!, hanging it over the table’s edge. She turned her head back and said, “ Here you go..., jerk..., get over here and kiss my ass, worship my butt!”
Having no choice, Mike ventured up to her curvaceous behind and pressed his lips to its smooth surface, hearing, “ Yea, that’s what I like..., kiss up...worship me...do it!”
For the next few minutes, she let little Mike kiss up to her, giving her nice ass all the respect it deserved. When she had enough, Meg turned around and raised up Paul by one of his arms, also picking up his detached penis as well. After tossing the knife into the kitchen sink, Meg ventured into the bathroom and dropped the little guy into the toilet together with his bloody dead cock. Next, she returned to the kitchen and took up Mike, also taking him into the bathroom.
While Mike stayed in the palm of her hand, Meg lowered her naked ass to the seat. Seconds later, the guy in her left hand heard the sound of piss and shit fall to the water below. It didn’t take much longer and Meg finally stood up. She placed Mike to the seat and said, “ See that...look at him...take a good look at him!”
Down in the yellow water was his classmate, swimming around next to pieces of her crap, screaming, “ Please..., please...get me out...please, please!”
Meg simply laughed and then went down on all fours as she also reached for some toilet paper and gave it to Mike. After he took hold of the stuff, she pressed her ass against the seat’s edge, turned her head back, and said, “ Get busy...wipe my ass, jerk!”
As his tiny frame shook with fear, Mike moved the bathroom tissue up to her dirty asshole and started cleaning it, taking over a minute to finish the job! After he was done, he heard, “ Now throw the paper down to the water.”
He did as ordered, throwing the dirty smelly stuff over the edge. Next, Meg got up and reached for the lever, hearing from below, “ No..., please, no!”
Showing no mercy, she flushed Paul away, down the pipe he went together with her shit and piss.
As he stood on the toilet seat, little Mike simply watched as his friend swirled away and disappeared.
“ That’s what’ll happen to you if you disobey me...ok?”
“ What are you gonna do with me?”, asked Mike.
“ From now on, you’re gonna be my little slave...I’m gonna keep you forever...in a jar or something...only take you out when I got stuff for you to do.”
Quickly, she grabbed him and returned to the kitchen where she found a large empty pickle jar. After dropping him into it, Meg spit down at him, saying, “ Here...that’ll be your food and water from now on....live off of it for the rest of your worthless life!”
After his initial shock and revulsion caused by the huge looking wad of mucus ended somewhat, Mike looked up into the lady’s face and asked, “ Can’t you make me normal again? Like I said...it was all his idea...he talked me into it!”
“ That’s your fucken problem....now shut up or I’ll not only spit on you.... I’ll piss in the jar as well..., how would you like that?”
“ Ok, ok, but...”
“ I said shut up!”, replied Meg as she opened one of the cupboards and put the jar away, closing the door afterward.
Alone in the darkness, Mike just stood there, afraid, confused, and terrified, not knowing what to do, his whole life changed forever, changed by one fateful encounter with the unexpected.
The End