Halloween, one of the best nights throughout the year to celebrate all things spooky. For most, this usually means watching scary movies, or dressing up in costume for a party or trick or treating. But for one chocolate scaled shark girl tonight was for something more.
Looking at herself in a mirror, she gave her reflection a toothy grin, winking at herself as she made a few sexual poses. "Damn, Shyla really outdid herself again," she said, smiling as she looked over her attire. She wore a white blouse with a frilly collar and puffy sleeves, ripped khaki pants and thick boots. A hat lazily hung from her unbit ear, and the belt holding up her pants hung loose on the front, revealing a pair of dark green panties with little brown polkadots. Her choco mint panties, as she called them. With a smile, she gave her tail one quick flick before turning around to see her naga roommate slithering inside her room, holding with her a latex box armbinder.
"Are you sure you wanna do this Anikka?" Shyla said, making her way before the shark girl, looking down slightly to avoid her roommate's gaze.
"One hundred percent, you sweet little snake," she said, patting both her shoulders, causing the naga to tense up slightly. "I trust you to take care of the apartment while I'm out, and it's not like I can't defend myself," she said, looking back at her trident tipped tail. Shyla, still unsure, nods her head and looks back at her.
"Oookay, if you say so," she said, slithering behind Anikka and guiding her arms behind her back. "Just promise me you won't bring anyone home...?"
"Of course. You know how much I respect and know the Room Code," she laughed, puffing her chest out as she let Shyla slip the binder over her arms, folding them and forcing her to hold onto her elbows. "Sides, can't have you worrying about me all night, and it's not like I'll be going somewhere different," she said. "Kyn's Master's home is in a safe part of town anyway, and it's not like his guests are rude assholes who disrespect women and all," she added, patting Shyla on the hip to comfort her.
Shyla, letting out a sigh of defeat, finished the straps over the shark girl's shoulders, locking it in place and leaving Anikka rather helpless. "Alright... I trust you, and I do trust Kyn's Master. Just... be safe, okay?"
"I will, mom," Anikka laughed, before turning around to kiss the naga girl on the cheek, making her hiss and blush, and causing her feathered scales. "I just wish you could come with me instead of staying home all night,"
"Y-you know how I am with crowds, even small ones like Kyn's parties. If it was just us four for game night I would've agreed..."
"It's fine Shyla. You just have a great night too, okay, and don't you worry bout lil ol me," Anikka said, tugging on her binds to find them quite tight. "I'm the captain of these seas, no one can bring me down,"
An hour and some later.
Anikka let out a soft churr as she squeezed her way through a crowd, following a white cat with blackish hair to a more open area of the party. She grinned to him, inching forward and showing off her already exposed breasts without much care. "Are we there yet?" she asked, slightly tipsy some of the shots she was offered. The cat smiled and moved to one side, showing the shark girl an open space for her. Anikka, for her part, smiled and wagged her tail as she made her way to the designated spot on the floor and dropped to her knees, wiggling her breasts out to some guests. "Oh no, looks like the great sea captain Anikka Dewann has been captured!!" she says, attracting more attention as some furs would crowd around her. "I suppose that you are after this pirate's booty. Can't blame ya, they are quite legendary," she says, rolling her shoulders a little. "So what are you waiting for? Care to claim your treasure?"
