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Tyler stood in the corner of the dimly lit house party, with just a crudely modified bed sheet draped over him and a red plastic cup in his hand. This Halloween party wasn’t anything terribly special which most would find quite boring, but not Tyler. Tyler liked the more calm environment of the party and he was appreciating the fact that although people would come up and chat with him from time to time that no one was overstaying their welcome and simply left Tyler to enjoy the party at his own pace.

“Wooh!” A drunken jeer pierced through the chill demeanor of the party from a nearby room. “This party is a fucking snore fest. Let’s kick this bitch up a notch!” A crowd of cheers erupted followed by panicked screams as the sounds of chaos and small fireworks exploded from that very room.

Tyler stood in his corner as he watched people flee the other room. Lights flashed in sync with small explosions and the whistling of fire propelled projectiles as they soon approached the room he was in. Some shit-faced drunk guy dressed up in a wizard costume bounded through the doorway and began blasting magical bolts of varying colors all across the room, one of which struck Tyler straight in the chest.

All at once Tyler’s body morphed and changed. His bones cracked and his flesh bubbled as his very form rearranged itself. His shoulders shrunk inwards and in equal proportion to what he lost his hips flared outwards. The various buildup of fat slithered under his skin with some accumulating on his rear while the overwhelming majority welled up into two large sacks under his nipples. His new shape pulled his makeshift ghost costume taut across his swollen chest, exposing his bare dripping womanhood to the other partygoers. Underneath the mask of his costume his face grew rounder and softer as his hair flowed freely from his scalp. But that wasn’t the worst part of his change as during his forced transformation into a lewd figure of the male-gaze his very being was being rewritten. Whole memories were forcefully torn from his mind and sanctioned into a prison on the deepest recesses of his mind. In a matter of seconds the always shy Tyler who kept to himself had been replaced with the insatiable and voluptuous Taylor.

Tyler felt his body move of its own accord, a passenger in his own body only able to peer through his eyes. His lips parted as a bubbly and feminine voice called out, “Any of you boys want to spice this party up?” Tyler suddenly felt as if he was falling as Taylor dropped down into a squatting position and with one hand lifted some of the excess costume free from her body as her other hand beckoned some nearby men to approach her. One by one men of varying shapes and sizes encircled Taylor and towards the back end of the small crowd Tyler could make out the glimpse of that damn wizard's pointed hat from his peripheral vision. Tyler wasn’t able to keep him in his sight for long however as Taylor shifted her head towards the first brave man to join her, a tall and slightly chubby man, who gasped as Taylor swiftly and expertly wrangled his thick penis free from his jeans and began giving him a handy.

Gradually more men came and went, cycling between getting handjobs and blowjobs. Each disgusting penis a different mixture of a flavor and scent that Tyler could only describe as fishy, salty, and sour which he was forced to greedily suck at Taylor’s demand. As each man finished they sprayed Taylor with their loads of spunk, coating various parts of her body and costume with a coating of sticky semen. Some were bold enough to deliver their payload directly down Taylor’s gullet, depositing the salty and viscous goo into her mouth. This continued on for what felt like hours before a couple of other people dressed up as wizards kicked the door down, pointed at the wizard who had created chaos at this quaint Halloween party, and tackled him to the ground before taking him away in handcuffs that glowed with magical runes. What followed was the ‘wizard police’ walking around the party with the host asking who had gotten transformed based on their costume and they eventually got to Tyler.

“Okay sir,” A tall and intimidating wizard cop said, “Do you recall anyone in a…” Her eyes peered up from her clipboard and took in the sight of the cum covered buxom in a ghost costume that was many times too small for her. “… Ghost costume?”

“Hmm…” The host rubbed his chin as he recalled who he had met and greeted at his party. “I don’t recall anyone being dressed up as a ghost but I don’t recognize… her either.”

“Don’t recall!? You greeted me and refilled my drink! I’m the only one in a ghost costume!” Tyler silently screamed to himself in his mental prison.

“Okay. Okay.” The cop muttered as she scribbled down something on her clipboard. “Ma’am, were you invited to this party?”

“I wasn’t. I saw there was some fun going on in here so I decided to join in!” Taylor practically bounced as she giddily ‘recalled’ how she got here.

The cop and the host gave each other some side eye before shrugging their shoulders and walking away. “Wait! No!” Tyler’s mind rattled to itself as through Tayor’s eyes he watched his only chance of being saved walking away without a care or suspicion of his fate. “You can’t leave me! You can’t-”

“This party's boring now…” Taylor audibly complained to herself as she swayed from side to side. “Maybe there’s another party nearby!”