All Hallows Eve (Part 1)
BY Hooked6
 
Copyright October 2010 by Hooked6 (Hooked6@hotmail.com) all rights reserved. Reproduction, redistribution, reposting on another Internet site whether or not a charge or profit is made is forbidden without the expressed written consent of the author. Copyright ownership does not transfer by the posting of this material on this site by the author. The following story is for ADULTS only. By accessing this story, the reader hereby certifies that he/she is of an appropriate age to access adult material and that such material is permitted in the locality or country where the reader resides. The following is a creative work of fiction, and the characters or incidents described do not resemble any persons or events in the real world. Comments are always welcome and serve to inspire my work.
 
All Hallows Eve Part 1 (Reluctant Exhibitionism)
BY: Hooked6 (Hooked6@hotmail.com)  
 
(Lovingly dedicated to Budgie whose stories inspire me)
 
Okay, I’ve just got to tell you guys what I did this Halloween weekend! I can’t believe what happened. It went like this.  
 
“So are you in or out?” asked my good friend Darla. She had been working on me for two weeks trying to get me to go to this Halloween Party at a friend of hers’ place.
 
“I don’t know,” I said trying my best not to be a wet blanket and dampen her enthusiasm. Halloween was like one of her favorite events of the year. She always dressed up to the max and really got into it. If there was a party or haunted house or special get together anywhere in the community she was there and a major part of it.
 
“Common Beth, Halloween is this weekend and I really don’t want to go alone. It will be fun, you’ll see.”
 
“Aw, Darla . . . I don’t have a costume and it’s way too late to try and rent one and besides, I really don’t party that much anymore. I have a quiet home life and I’m happy just to spend the evening reading a good book. You know how it is.”
 
“Sure, I know how it is but you really DO need to get out more and make time to enjoy yourself.”
 
I could see the disappointment in her eyes but I just didn’t want to go. “I DO enjoy myself on Halloween. I LIKE staying home and giving out candy to the neighborhood kids.”
 
“Oh, you can still do that. Halloween isn’t until Sunday and the party is Friday night. You can party with me on Friday AND stay home on Sunday and see all the Trick-or-Treaters too. Come on Beth, I know you want to. You’ll have fun you’ll see.”
 
“Yeah what am I supposed to wear anyway? I’m not going as something lame and there’s not time to arrange anything. No, I’d better stay home. You go and have a good time.”
 
“I’ve got just the costume for you and I’m sure it will fit. You just show up here Friday night at 6:00pm and I’ll take care of everything. The party’s not until 8:30 so we’ve got plenty of time.”
 
Darla never went to this much trouble trying to talk me into something – practically applying the full-court press – unless it was something that was really important to her. I really didn’t want to hurt her feelings as she was such a good friend. It was true that I didn’t really get out all that much anymore. Life has a way of filling your calendar with trivial things that tend to suck the “fun” out of everything. Maybe she was right, that I did owe it to myself to get out of the house more often.  “Okay, you win,” I finally said much to her delight, “but you had better come up with something good for a costume or I’ll change my mind and I’ll go back home.”
 
From the squeal she let out you would have thought she had just won the lottery. Seeing my friend so happy really made me feel good. I liked making people feel good. There’s just something about me that makes me want to please others whenever I can, so maybe I was doing the right thing after all. I turned to leave but decided just out of curiosity that I just had to ask one little question.
 
“By the way, Darla what are you going as?”
 
 
“Who me; why I’m going as a ghost, what else?”
“Lame. Man was that lame.” I thought to myself as I shook my head in disbelief. I sure hope she was going to come up with something better than that for me.
 
The following Friday I showed up right on time – 6:00 o’clock. I’m always the punctual type and I hate to be late for anything. Darla, of course, wasn’t quite ready. Figures. I hung around her living-room as she finished her primping anxiously awaiting what she was going to show me as my outfit for the evening.
 
When she finally made an appearance she looked stunning and I told her so. “Too bad your ghost costume will hide all that work you’ve done just to make yourself look good,” I teased. “So what am I going as?”
 
“Sit down a minute, Beth, I want to talk to you about something first.”
 
I didn’t like the sound of that. “You don’t have a clue what to do for my costume do you?”
 
“Oh I have a costume for you to wear but I want to chat first. We’ve got a little time.”
 
“Oh, okay, sorry. What do you want to chat about?”
 
“Do you remember back in high school when . . .”
 
“NO I’m NOT going as Lady Godiva so you can just forget it!”
 
Darla just laughed and said still giggling, “No, you’re NOT going as Lady Godiva so relax, will ya?”
 
“What am I going as then?”
 
“Geesh, take it easy or you’ll blow a gasket already. You’re going as the Great Pumpkin, now will you let me finish?”
 
Good grief, as Charlie Brown would say. The Great Pumpkin, how lame! Just what I needed, to arrive at a party like a fat vegetable!! “Sorry, it’s just that, you KNOW why I quit being a nudie-risk taker and that was scary enough for me. I’m retired and that’s that.”  
 
“Yeah I know, but I was just wondering if you ever missed the fun. I know I do just watching you back then!”
 
She had me there. I DID miss that feeling of excitement and the thrill of it all but my life has changed now and I’m not about to risk it. Nope I’m retired and I told her so – firmly this time.
 
We sat there in silence for a few minutes just looking at each other. I for one wanted to know where she was going with this and I had no clue why she was asking me this. Perhaps she was thinking of trying it out for herself. Yeah, maybe that was it!  She never really did that back then – get naked I mean. “Darla, are you thinking of maybe doing some streaking yourself? THAT’S A WONDERFUL IDEA!! I’ll help you all I can!!”
 
My friend turned all puce and swallowed hard. “No, I’m not sure I’m brave enough for that. I was just wondering, hypothetically mind you, that IF, and I know this is a BIG ‘IF’, but . . . IF you could get naked again and there was NO possible way you could get into trouble, would you do it?”
 
I sat there pondering her question but the answer I gave was “no.”
 
“Not even if there was no possible way anyone would recognize you or as I said for you to get into any kind of trouble?”  
 
“Nice thought but that’s not possible. There are always risks and I’m not really willing to take them, so can we get on with turning me into that Great Pumpkin whatcha-ma-jiggie?”
 
“Oh alright, you spoil sport. I was just reminiscing ya know. I’ll go and get your costume. In the meantime why don’t you take off your clothes? I’ll be right back.”
 
To say I was taken aback would be an understatement. True, Darla has seen me naked several times back in the day but, “Why do I have to take my clothes off?”
 
“Because silly, you can’t wear them AND your costume too, now get a move on.”
 
I felt that old familiar twinge welling up from deep inside me as she left me and headed for her bedroom. I didn’t see that coming, that’s for sure! My pulse quickened ever so slightly and I felt a little flushed. I hadn’t felt that way since . . . well, since I was back in high school a couple of years ago and Darla made that video of me roaming around naked! Okay, maybe I wasn’t really over my little need-to-be-nude hidden desires. At least I wasn’t going to be Lady Godiva and it WAS only Darla. What the heck, a little flashing my panties in front of a close friend wasn’t so bad I thought. Being a little naughty might be nice for a change.  
 
I took off my street clothes and tossed them on the couch. Just then Darla came back with a huge plastic bag which I assumed had the makings of my costume as I stood there in my bra and panties. I admit this was a bit “stimulating” just a little like old times.  
 
“No Beth, take EVERYTHING off. This won’t work with ugly panty lines ya know.  
 
WHOA! “You mean get completely naked, like here?! Right now?!” I sounded like a retard saying that, but I just wasn’t prepared for her request.  
 
“Yes, what’s the big deal? I’ve seen you naked before and you have a beautiful body so there’s nothing to be ashamed of. Now get a move on will ya?”
 
She stood there staring at me waiting for me to finish undressing. The fact that she was just standing there was really awkward. I mean if she had turned her attention to whatever was in the bag or had been rummaging around, it wouldn’t have been so . . . so . . . oh alright so darned arousing!
 
I was reminded of the time I was in the mall as she waited for me strip naked – one eye on the dressing room and one well-trained eye on me! I relished that feeling. Those were good times I can tell you. Yeah and then those teenage boys caught me naked! BAM! Back to reality! Why did I have to think of that now?! I took off my bra and begrudgingly stepped out of my panties and tossed them with my other clothes as I self-consciously covered myself with my arms.
 
“My! You haven’t changed a bit! YOU STILL ROCK!” Darla said with much enthusiasm and an evil grin to match. I knew she was complimenting my body. She had always said I was drop-dead gorgeous. I didn’t feel I looked as good as I did back then mind you, but the look on Darla's face said otherwise. It’s always nice to be appreciated.
 
“Alright, let’s get on with it,” I said nervously.
 
Darla smiled and reached into the giant dark plastic bag and pulled out a rather large plastic, orange Jack-o-lantern. The kind you would put on your front porch at Halloween. “Here put this on your head.” She said.
 
“What the . . .?”
 
“See it has a hole cut out on the bottom. Just put your head through it. I want to see if it fits before going further.” She then handed me the plastic pumpkin thingy and I put it on my head and it rested gently on my shoulders. To my surprise, it actually fit. It had a screen-like thing over the cut outs for the eyes. I found that I could actually see fairly well. Initially I was also afraid that I wouldn’t be able to breathe but as it turned out I could breathe rather easily.
 
She was laughing as she took my hand. “Here check yourself out in this full-length mirror on bedroom door.” She then carefully led me barefoot across the carpet and down the hall to her bedroom door. When I saw myself I just had to laugh too. I looked, well . . . I looked funny! I loved it! It wasn’t so lame after all. My new pumpkin head was much, much bigger than my own head of course and the out-of-proportion size to the rest of my body was kind of neat looking. I couldn’t help but admire her ingenuity.
 
“Not bad,” I said in a muffled voice calling out from behind my plastic head.
 
Darla laughed all the more. ‘YOU LOOK FABULOUS! Can you see okay?”
 
“Yeah, I really can.”
 
“Can you tell by looking at yourself in the mirror that it is you behind that pumpkin head?”
 
“Heck no, I look like the Great . . . OH NOW WAIT JUST A DOGGONE MINUTE!!!!!   I see what you’re up to and I’m not  . . .”
 
Darla just laughed. “Oh Beth, stop kidding yourself. You know as well as I do that as soon as you saw yourself in that mirror naked except for that ridiculous over-sized Jack-o-lantern for a head that you thought about showing up at the party like that! Come on, admit it, you at least thought about it didn’t you? Imagine being naked in front few people and no one can ever tell it is you!!”
 
I stepped closer to the mirror and tried to stare through my plastic head and I couldn’t even see my eyes. The screen-like mesh over the triangular-shaped eye-holes just made them look like black triangles - like a jack-o-lantern’s eyes were supposed to look. There was no way even I could tell it was me and I KNEW it was me! As soon as I had come to that conclusion I got wet. A little voice in my head gave me a bazillion reasons why this was insane. I couldn’t go to a party naked!!!!      
 
Could I?
 
Darla gave me a hug as I stood there looking at myself in the mirror. It was almost as if she KNEW I was thinking it over.
 
 
“Just think, the old Bethmeister rides again!”  
“The old Bethmeister needs to have her Pumpkin – I mean HEAD examined! I can’t do that. You’re out of your mind! It’s a nice thought and I appreciate the sentiment, I really do, but . . .”
 
“But nothing. You know as well as I do that you’re dying to know if you can get away with it. Just think, you’ll be at a costume party and everyone will be dressed up and having a good time. You’re SUPPOSED to be daring at a costume party. No one will think anything of it. If fact you’ll probably be the hit of the party!”
 
“I can’t go NAKED?! Are you CRAZY?!”
 
“Sure you can. You just walk in there in a confident and animated fashion. You don’t have to say anything. You just act like those team mascots or those theme park animal characters do if anyone asks you a question. You know - just make exaggerated motions with your arms and hands” she said, holding her arms up to her face like she was being playful.  
 
I looked back at the mirror and copied what she had just done and I just had to laugh as it looked pretty reasonable – just like she said those crazy team mascots would do. I found myself trying out all sort of silly motions with my hands, putting on arm on my hip and scratching the top of my over-sized head. I had to laugh. It WAS really cute.
 
“But . . . Supposing somebody guesses it’s me in there. I can’t take that risk!”
 
“You aren’t going to know anybody at this party. There will only be a few people I know at work and they certainly don’t know you so they couldn’t possibly guess. You don’t have any distinguishing features so as far as they are concerned you’re just a beautiful looking, naked Great Pumpkin. Besides I’ll stick by you and if anyone is persistent about trying to guess I’ll throw them off track. You KNOW I think quickly on my feet.”
 
“I don’t know . . .” I couldn’t believe I was actually THINKING about it. How stupid was that?! Still, I DID look good in that mirror and the longer I stood there naked with that head on my shoulders, the more excited I was getting. That old familiar feeling wasn’t just tempting me – it was SCREAMING at me!!! Just imagining myself at a strange place among strange people all seeing my body naked . . .  AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!  
 
“Come on, let’s just try it. If you are uncomfortable I’ll fake a cell phone call and say we have to leave.”
 
“How many people are going to be there did you say?”
 
“I’m not really sure but I can’t imagine there being very many and like I said they won’t have a clue as to who you are. Just think of the story you could write for the NudeinSF forum! You said yourself you were running out of material.”
 
I kept looking at myself in the mirror. I even found myself turning this way and that checking out how I looked from the sides and, well of course whether or not my butt was still cute! Yep! It was as cute as ever and I chuckled as I thought that.  
 
“How do I know you won’t get carried away at this party and leave me in a precarious situation?”
 
“I’ll stick to you like glue, I promise! Oh Beth, this will be so much fun!!! I just know it will! It will be even BETTER than old times!!”
 
I could see Darla pleading with me with her eyes. Like I said before, I could tell this meant a lot to her and I knew she wouldn’t have suggested this if she didn’t think it was safe and that I could get away with it. Even if people took pictures all they’d see was the Great Naked Pumpkin.
 
“Okay, I’ll do it . . . on ONE CONDITION!”
 
“YIPPEEEE!” Darla exclaimed at the top of her voice.  
 
“I’ll do it, IF you go NAKED under your Ghost costume!! That way I’ll truly know we are in this together!!”
 
You should have seen the look on her face!!

All Hallows Eve (Part 3)
BY Hooked6
 
Copyright October 2010 by Hooked6 (Hooked6@hotmail.com) all rights reserved. Reproduction, redistribution, reposting on another Internet site whether or not a charge or profit is made is forbidden without the expressed written consent of the author. Copyright ownership does not transfer by the posting of this material on this site by the author. The following story is for ADULTS only. By accessing this story, the reader hereby certifies that he/she is of an appropriate age to access adult material and that such material is permitted in the locality or country where the reader resides. The following is a creative work of fiction, and the characters or incidents described do not resemble any persons or events in the real world. Comments are always welcome and serve to inspire my work.
 
All Hallows Eve Part 3 (Reluctant Exhibitionism)
BY: Hooked6 (Hooked6@hotmail.com)
 
I playfully put my hand to my plastic mouth like I was shocked at what I was hearing, shook my head and then darted among the people standing next to me. I had to get away from him. Big mistake. I ran right into Billy and Frank my neighbors from down the street. “Hey since you are showing me yours, want to see mine?” Billy said as he reached down like he was going to undo his zipper. He was just kidding of course but I like to have died!  Things were definitely getting out of hand. I had to find Darla!!
 
Roaming through the various rooms of the apartment I came up blank. The place wasn’t that big and there weren’t that many places she could be hiding in. Besides, she was the only ghost I saw so far that night. I knew she couldn’t have taken her costume off as she was naked underneath like me!  
 
I made three trips throughout the entire place and still no Darla. I wanted desperately to ask someone where she had gone but I dared not speak lest someone discover who I really was. I tried making hand signals to a few guests hoping they’d figure out I was looking for a ghost, but all they did was laugh at me.  
Could she have gone out somewhere, I wondered? She wouldn’t leave me alone like this in a strange place would she? I’ll kill her, no I’ll slap her silly, strip her naked in front of all these people; THEN I’ll kill her!!!
 
I finally just stopped looking figuring that maybe I was chasing her shadow – that she was moving around and I was moving around and we kept missing each other. I decided to just stand still and maybe she would eventually come to me. The full weight of my predicament hit home hard just then. I was miles away from home. I wasn’t even sure how to GET home from here as I could barely see through my stupid pumpkin head on the drive over.  
 
After standing there in the middle of the room for some time I still didn’t spot Darla.  
 
Then I heard the familiar sound of someone using a knife to bang against a glass, creating a ringing sound. It was Kate, our host, standing on the coffee table trying to get everyone’s attention.  
 
“Listen up people,” she said. “I first want to thank everyone for coming. I hope you are all having a good time. It’s time to vote for the best costume. Could I have the pumpkin lady, Frankenstein and the mummy over here next to me, please?”
 
Great, I thought, just when I was trying to fade into the background I have to get up in front of everybody!
 
There was no getting out of it as everyone was clapping as the others went up to Kate. I HAD to join them. All eyes were upon us as the three of us stood next to our host.  
 
“I have chosen these three as the finalists. We are going to take a vote to see who the winner is. As I point out each contestant, please applaud. The one with the loudest applause will be declared the winner.” Kate then pointed to the mummy which was all taped up from head to toe, and he or she received a respectable round of clapping. She then pointed to Frankenstein and people responded with a rousing, much louder applause. I agreed with that because that rubber Frankenstein mask was really detailed. It must have been really hot under that full mask too – way more than the bandaged head of the mummy. I thought.  
 
Kate then pointed at me and the room erupted with applause, catcalls and whistles! I was humbled beyond belief. It was clear they loved me – well my costume anyway!
 
“Ladies and gentleman I think we have a winner,” Kate said and everyone cheered their approval!  
 
Where was Darla? She was missing my big moment. I just won the best costume honors and I knew she would want to know that her idea turned out to be the best among all these creative and wonderful outfits.
 
“Hold it down, please . . .” Kate continued. “Now each of these people went to a lot of work coming up with their costumes and I think we should recognize them for such creativity and for their effort. Since each of them is wearing a mask, I think we should ask them all to remove it so we can see who they really are. Okay, on the count of three, you guys all removed your masks – well, the mummy, you can just unravel yours. Okay . . . ONE . . .”
 
The crowd was cheering and going all crazy-wild . . . working itself into almost a fever pitch. OH GAWD!! I can’t take off my head!! Just then I spotted my boss all smiling from ear to ear! There was no way the crowd would let me get away with keeping mine on. In fact, I was sure that was the main reason Kate suggested this unmasking deal in the first place – so everyone could see who the naked lady was!! People must have been trying to guess my identity all night and I’m guessing no one figured it out so the unmasking was the only sure way to answer that question!
 
“TWO  . . .”
 
 I saw like almost fifty cell phones being raised up and being made ready to snap a picture after the unveiling.
 
“THREE!”
 
I bolted!!
 
I ran right out the door and down the walkway that lined the third floor apartments. I was taking a huge chance as I could barely see where I was going. My thought was to just make it to Darla’s car. Surely they wouldn’t chase me that far . . . The hell they wouldn’t! I just happened to turn around as I reached the stairs and about twenty people – mostly girls being led by Maryellen, the bitch Kate had warned me about, and they were all chasing me!!!  
 
I screamed!! And practically flew down the stairs! It was a miracle I didn’t fall. I got to the bottom of the three story staircase and ran away but there was no parking lot! I was on grass! Where was the parking lot?!  It was then that I remembered that after arriving and climbing the stairs, Darla and I had traveled around the backside of the building after reaching the third floor. I couldn’t see an aisle way to the front. Looking up I saw the group still bumbling down the stairs all laughing and carrying on. I took off running down the length of the backside of the building heading towards the end so that I could eventually make it to the front and hopefully find Darla waiting for me!!  
 
As I rounded the building, I looked back once again and yep, they were still running after me – and getting closer too! I quickly looked around to see if I could spot Darla’s car but I didn’t see it, so I took off down the sidewalk running away from the apartment complex. I figured the girls would soon give up and return to the party. All I had to do was outlast them and believe me I was more motivated to keep from getting discovered than they were at catching me!
 
As it turned out I was running away from the complex all right, and smack dab into the center of the business district. Cars were passing right by me on the road next to the sidewalk now! Several honked their horns as they passed me. Still those idiot girls chased on. Why won’t they leave me alone!!
 
In no time I was running next to stores in a strip shopping center. People were looking on in amazement at this naked pumpkin running down the street being chased by a crowd of whooping and cheering crazy people. I must have looked a sight!!
 
I zigged and I zagged, darting here and there trying to confuse and possibly lose them, but all I did was gain a little ground. All the while I was getting farther and farther away from my safety zone and exposing myself to more and more people. True, they all seemed very appreciative of seeing a pretty naked female pumpkin running by. Only on Halloween, I thought, only on Halloween.
 
I decided to run through a Laundromat and exit the back door in a desperate attempt at losing them. It didn’t work. All I did was scare a little old lady folding her clothes. Once out back I decided to make my way back to the apartment complex. This however would take me right next to the main four-lane highway. I would be seen by hundreds of cars! It didn’t matter. I needed to find Darcy.  
 
I was almost totally exhausted from my naked run and then I saw it.
 
Darla’s car!!! She was driving towards me on the backside of the strip shopping center! I was never so glad to see her in all my life! She found me!!!  I somehow managed to get to her passenger door just in time to hop in before the crowd caught up with me! They were banging on Darla’s car, laughing and carrying on as if they could somehow persuade my friend to take me back to the apartment and the party.
 
“DON’T-EVEN-THINK-ABOUT-IT!” I yelled as Darla just laughed and sped off into the darkness.
 
I still get Goosebumps just thinking about how close I came to having my naked picture – face and all - plastered all over the Internet!
 
What happened to Darla? Well she got a bad case of the runs and spent much of the time in the bathroom. I guess she was more stressed about being naked under her ghostly sheet than I was being naked outright and that had its effect on her intestinal tract! For some odd reason I saw that as poetic justice for almost humiliating me like that.
 
The following Monday I dreaded going to work, but in this economy I couldn’t afford to lose my job. Everyone was smiling. I was sure they were all smiling that knowing smile at me.
 
“Hey, did you hear about the Halloween Party the boss went to?” the secretary asked me.
 
“No, what about it?”
 
“There was a NAKED GIRL there.”
 
“NO!” I replied feigning surprise sprinkled with a little disbelief. “Really, a naked girl?”
 
 “Yes. She was wearing a pumpkin head but the rest of her was naked!”
 
“Get outta town! Some bimbo did that?!”
 
Yep. The boss thinks it was one of his neighbors, a Francine somebody or another.”
 
“Well waddya know. Francine, huh?”  
 
At least my pumpkin head worked. Nobody ever did recognize that it was me. I can’t wait until next year! I’m planning on using that idea again!!!!
 
THE END.

Soon people all over the country started copying Beth's idea. They even came up with a name for it - the Naked Pumpkin Run. People in state after state started holding similar events.

Imagine running down busy city streets wearing just a pumpkin head!

Anyone care to join Beth next year?

I can't believe I made it! I finished the race!!! What a rush!!!