Posted Fri Oct 30, 2015 | 281 Words | Tagged story demon halloween

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With halloween coming up you are stuck deciding what to buy for your costume. You don’t want to buy one of the silly costumes and look like everyone else. You want something unique.

When shopping around in the local shopping centre, you notice a small shop which looks reasonably new although slightly run down. You enter and are already in awe over their range of products. They all look delicately crafted and absolutely amazing.

Then your eyes turn towards a pair of horns with a label stating they were devil horns. They looked so lifelike, maybe too lifelike. Filled with glee of what they would look like one you buy them straight away and almost run home.

You peel off the adhesive on the back of them and stick them in place. Then you feel something strange from them, almost as though they were set on fire you feel a burning sensation and almost as though your skin was burnt in around them. Feeling and pulling at them, you feel everything and they do not want to come out.

Looking in the mirror, you realise they look so good. In fact, like the best thing ever. Very quickly you notice your skin begin to glow. Then you feel a burning in your muscles and body, as they shape themselves. Struggling through the heat to pull off your t-shirt you see your damn good looking body. Then you pull off everything, and then pick up the shiny pair of underwear you didn’t remember buying. It doesn’t matter, you just want to entice people towards getting rid of it anyway.

Screw the party, you’ve got people to fuck with.