[#219] Best Halloween Ever (Patreon)

Halloween!  The Spook Times!  It was easily the best holiday of the year, better than all the other candy holidays - Valentine's Day, Easter, and Christmas put together!  Emma took a long drag of her vape on her way to the storage unit she rented.  Her place was too small to keep all of her stuff, so seasonal things went in the unit.

It was, of course, a mess inside.

"Dammit Emma.  Grow up and clean your stuff."  She said stuff like this to herself frequently - but she didn't often follow her own advice.

It took her an hour longer than she expected and she was sweaty and irritated by the end of it, but she had excavated her box of Halloween decorations and her multi-year collection of slutty costumes.

That's what put Halloween over every other holiday.  Valentine's was great if you had a boyfriend.  Easter was great if you just wanted the candy.  Christmas was great because family bought you stuff - even though Emma rarely bought any presents in return.

Halloween was the best because of candy, slutty costumes, and parties - which meant alcohol, drugs, and sex.

Best.  Holiday.  Ever.

When she got home, she started unpacking - hanging spiderwebs and shrunken heads, cattle skulls and crystal balls.  Emma preferred her Halloween decor to be really creepy...

Which is why the plastic statue of the cat wearing a sheet stood out so much.

"The fuck is this thing?"

Didn't matter.  Into the garbage it went.

In an odd turn of events, the "friend party" - or "pregaming" - was at her place this year.  Which meant it would be shorter and less crazy than usual.  Emma knew she should have prepared earlier... Sam, Erica, and Julie would be over in just a few hours.

On the bright side, hosting the party meant she didn't have to buy any of the booze!  Normally she'd buy a $2 bottle of wine and everyone would roll their eyes, but this year she got to avoid even that.

Best Halloween Ever?  It could be.

She thumbed through her costumes... sexy witch, sexy nurse, sexy cop, sexy vampire... the witch costume showed the most leg with the slit all the way up the side of the skirt.  She went with that.

As she turned around to get changed, she stumbled, nearly falling... and found that she had tripped over the stupid ghost-cat decoration again.

"What the fuck!?"

Another quick march outside and into the dumpster it went.  She was so mad when she went back into the house, she didn't even notice the googly-eyed spiders in the webs she had put around the front door.

She went to her room and changed quickly, admiring the way her legs looked in the fishnets, gazing at the curve of her hip, at the way the dress showed off her tits just right...

"Definitely getting laid tonight.  Someone is keeping my underwear."

Emma laughed as she set about doing her makeup - smokey eye, heavy liner, and full, dark lips.  She teased her hair up a bit to give it volume.

On our way.

It took her longer to get her makeup done than she planned.. but that was fine.  Julie would bring whiskey almost certainly, and she wouldn't have a care in the world soon.  Her friends would take great care of her, they always did.

Emma went to the living room, looking for her vape... and couldn't find it anywhere.

Something was wrong.

Her decorations were changed.  The severed hands on the floor were a dumb bear and a goofy-eyed cat.  There was a teddy bear in a pumpkin on the bookshelf.  The stupid ghost cat sat nearby, lit up.

Someone was playing a joke on her.

"Ha ha.  Very funny."  She grumbled as she looked for what else they had changed... and her vape.  The bookshelf had some strange things on it... a package of "boosters"?  Emma didn't even know what those were... and...  "Okay Sam!  This is not fucking funny!  Where the fuck did you even get a diaper this big?"

There were a half dozen on various shelves.  Diapers in her size.

"Tonight is not the night for pranks, bitch.  It's the night to get fucked up and have crazy drunken sex... "

"You have had every opportunity to mend your childish ways, Emmaline."

A strange voice.  Somewhere inside.  Emma's blood went cold.

"What the fuck... get out of my house!"

She ran to the kitchen to grab a knife, and found her vape waiting.  She took a long draw, looking around.  The reflection in the mirror she kept in the hallway looked wrong.

It was her, but her hair was in pigtails.  She walked over to it, and watched her reflection move without her, lifting her vape to her lips... only for it to change to a pacifier.  Her reflection sucked on it happily as her sexy witch dress changed.

Emma watched, horrified, as her reflection's outfit changed.  The skirt shrank, and her panties... her sexy panties... swelled up like they were being inflated.  Her reflection put a hand to the front of... a diaper!  The tapes were obvious.  The rest of the dress changed, becoming one of those diaper shirts, covered in black cats and cute ghosts - and snapped itself between her legs.  The fishnets fused together, forming knee-high striped socks.

She looked down, panicked, and was instantly relieved when she saw the skimpy dress and the vape in her hand.  She wandered back to the living room, a hand to her chest as she was finally able to breathe again.

The ghost-cat had moved.  It was staring at her.

Emma lifted her vape to her lips... only to feel the rubber teat slip between them.  She tried desperately to pull it back out, but it wouldn't budge.

Her panties felt strange... she looked down to see her skirt shrinking, her panties inflating and becoming plastic - and so soft on the inside.

Striped socks.  Snapped diaper shirt.

But the diaper didn't stop - it kept expanding.  She dropped to her knees, pressing her hands to the expanding padding - she hadn't watched the reflection any further to find out what happened next!

Underneath her hands, the padding kept growing thicker and thicker... until the snaps on the onesie popped open.  She tried to stand but found that she couldn't... her legs were too far apart!  She crawled to the wall, trying to get some leverage to help herself up when...

"Emma!  We're here!"

Emma's eyes went wide as she looked to the door, trying again to remove her pacifier.

"Oh goodness, we missed the babysitter."

"Wow, look at that diaper - she must be quite a fountain today to get put in her extra thick nighttime ones before going Trick-or-Treating."

"Emma?  Are you ready to go Trick-or-Treating honey?"

The pacifier wouldn't let her speak, she could only shake her head.

"I think someone needs a drink... who has her bottle?"

All she wanted to do was drink, be irresponsible, and get taken care of... she just wanted a Happy Halloween...

Now she just hoped things would be back to normal tomorrow......

...they wouldn't.