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Three friends eat a magical treat that transforms them into sexy female versions of the costumes they wear in Trick and Treat, available on Body Swap Stories<\/a>, Smashwords<\/a> and Amazon<\/a>.<\/p>\n\n\n

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Vince’s brother, Brett, and his best friend, Hunter, insisted on going trick or treating even though, at 18, they’re way too old. Brett dressed as some obscure, leather-clad female superhero. Hunter dressed as Hallequin, the original inspiration for a famous evil clown’s sidekick. Vince, well,  Vince reluctantly stuck some cheap plastic fangs in his mouth and called himself a vampire.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Everything changes when they get given some magical candy and they all transform. Brett becomes the buxom Black Claw. Hunter becomes the sexy Hellequin. Vince, well, Vince becomes a sexy vampire.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

As the night wears on they begin to take on the persona of their new forms, and they can’t help enjoying all the pleasures of their sexy new bodies.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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\u201cCome on!\u201d Vince moaned. \u201cThe sooner we start the sooner we’re done.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIn a minute!\u201d Brett called out, his voice muffled from behind the closed door of his room.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIf you’re not out in two minutes you can forget it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI’ll tell mom!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vince huffed in impatience and stormed off to wait in the kitchen. He was way too old to go trick or treating but his mom had roped him into taking his younger brother around. Fuck, at 18 even his younger brother was too old to go trick or treating. Now Vince would probably be the last one to arrive at the Halloween party that all his soon-to-be frat brothers would be attending. He’d have no chance with Cindi then. It was common knowledge that when he got drunk she would make out with anyone<\/em>. How many parties had he gone to where someone had come back downstairs grinning like an asshole, Cindi trailing behind, her big, plump ass swaying back and forth? Dammit, it was his<\/em> turn to see that tremendous butt and to have her go down on him. Because, honestly, if it wasn’t Cindi it probably wouldn’t be anyone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vince wasn’t the most popular guy. He wasn’t conventionally handsome. He wasn’t particularly bright (or, to be fair, particularly dumb). In fact, he had no accomplishments at all. He was just sort of…there. It didn\u2019t help that he still lived with his parents. Still didn\u2019t have a job.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vince threw himself into a chair in the living room and flipped through his phone, running his hand absently through his messy black hair. A minute later Brett crept downstairs. Vince looked up at him, took in the cheap faux-latex breastplate that left Brett’s limbs bare, complete with thigh high boots, black gauntlets and black mask.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThe hell are you supposed to be?\u201d Vince asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cBlack Claw,\u201d Brett replied, as if it was obvious.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI have no idea who that is.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cFrom an old seventies movie about a vigilante who fights crime in New York City.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThat’s Batman.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cGirls can fight crime, too.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou’re dressed as a girl?\u201d Vince eyed Brett’s costume again with this new information.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Now that he looked at it, the breastplate was<\/em> basically a corset. Leave it to his brother to choose some obscure superhero. And a girl to boot.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vince was interrupted from trying to think of something clever without being transphobic by a knock at the door, followed immediately by the door swinging open to reveal his friend, Hunter. Hunter wore a suit stitched together out of black and red fabric. His long, blonde surfer locks were tied up in two pigtails, one spray-painted red, the other black. He lazily swung a baseball bat in his right hand.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHowdy, Vince. We going to this party?\u201d Hunter drawled in his lazy skater way. He also had the brash good looks of a skater hunk but he\u2019d graduated top of his class.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vince cocked his head. \u201cWho are you supposed to be?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHellequin,\u201d Hunter grinned, swinging his bat slowly. \u201cFrom the Italian commedia dell\u2019arte.\u201d Off Vince\u2019s blank look, Hunter explained. \u201cSexy mischief maker. The original inspiration for the clown\u2019s girl in Batman.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh, you mean Harley Quinn.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNo,\u201d Hunter winked. \u201cThat\u2019s copyright. This is the original 1600\u2019s version.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cJesus, it’s ladies night,\u201d Vince muttered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cCome on,\u201d Hunter said, \u201cLet’s go partay!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cCan’t,\u201d Vince replied, jerking a thumb at Brett, \u201cGotta take him trick or treating first.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSweet, I’m in!\u201d Hunter looked at Brett and frowned. \u201cSexy Batman?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cClose enough,\u201d Brett shrugged. \u201cBlack Claw.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vince pushed himself to his feet. \u201cAll right, let’s go.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHey,\u201d Hunter stopped him, \u201cYou can’t go out without a costume.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vince huffed again. \u201cJesus, not you, too.\u201d He turned to Brett. \u201cWhere’s the costume box?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIn my room!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Brett ran upstairs and returned a few seconds later lugging a large box that bumped against his knees. It was filled with a collection of Halloween outfits and decorations that the family had collected over the years. Vince dug through, looking for something suitably subtle, finally coming up with some fake vampire teeth he’d worn years ago. He popped them into his mouth and grinned.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHappy now?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cLet’s get some candy!\u201d Brett pumped his fist and grabbed a plastic bag.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cFree sugar!\u201d Hunter called, nearly as excited as Brett.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The two ran out into the street, Vince following sullenly behind. It was just past dusk and the streetlights were beginning to wink on. Vince walked as fast as he could to try to keep up with the other two without breaking into a run. It was really hard to keep his cool when Brett and Hunter were geeking so hard. Vince was usually the steady one in the face of Hunter’s easy enthusiasm. And now Vince’s younger brother was winding Brett up. It was like Hunter didn’t even care about being cool, and that somehow made him seem even more<\/em> cool. Hunter didn’t need to get to the party early to make out with a girl. He’d have a handful of girls throwing themselves at him by the end of the night, attracted to his charm and easy good looks.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Brett led them towards the \u201cgood\u201d houses, which he’d mapped out last year as having the best candy, while he argued with Hunter over what, exactly, the best candy was. Why couldn\u2019t he have a brother that acted his age?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cReese’s Pieces, definitely,\u201d Hunter said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Brett made a face. \u201cEww. No way. Snickers. Give me caramel any day.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNo way, dude. Peanut butter and chocolate beats anything.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

They passed some impressive displays as they wound through the streets. Ghosts and fake dead bodies hung from trees. Windows full of cobwebs. Candles sputtered inside jack-o-lanterns. But there was one house that beat them all.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhoa,\u201d Brett said, stopping in his tracks to look up at number 23 Snakewood Lane.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It was the only house built on a small, dead end lane, and it resembled a Gothic manor even in the best of times. But now the owner had gone to impressive lengths for decoration.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The house seemed to loom over the street. Eerie red light flickered from behind the sidelights of the front door, and dim orange lights flickered in the windows above, giving the whole place the appearance of a ghoulish face opening wide its mouth to eat visitors. The entire yard was decorated like a graveyard, filled with zombies half buried in the earth and skeletons clawing their way towards the sidewalk. The remains of half a mannequin lay stretched across part of the walkway, the upper half nothing but an array of fake viscera and gore, as if it had suddenly exploded. Vince had the impression of people whispering, though he couldn’t identify where the susurrations were coming from. The whole place was wildly over-the-top and eerier than it had any right to be. It should have been dreadfully entertaining, but there was something in the zombie leers that seemed too<\/em> real. Like the whole thing could come to life at any moment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThe guy who lives here is such an asshole,\u201d Brett whispered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYeah?\u201d Hunter asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYeah. Dumps his trash on the street. Plays loud music just to piss off his neighbors. They say last year he drugged some candy and got some kids high but no one could prove it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cGood, maybe that will make tonight more interesting,\u201d Vince said, pushing open the squeaky iron gate. \u201cCome on. You wanted to trick or treat, right?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vince marched up the path to the front porch and banged on the impressively solid sounding door. Brett and Hunter followed behind, arriving just as the door creaked open. The face that looked out at them was disappointingly normal. It was a guy probably somewhere in his mid-thirties with impeccably coiffed hair that was swept back across his forehead. He wore a pale blue button down shirt and khaki pants. In his hands he held a silver bowl of candy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cTrick or treat,\u201d Vince mumbled around the fangs in his mouth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The man peered at him. \u201cAnd what are you supposed to be?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cVampire, yeah?\u201d Vince mumbled, baring his fake fangs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cVampire girl, you say?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNo. Vam-pire!\u201d Vince enunciated around the teeth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The man shook his head and turned to the other two. \u201cAnd you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHellequin.\u201d \u201cBlack Claw.\u201d Hunter and Brett muttered together.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The guy had a mocking stare that seemed to lay bare the embarrassment of their costumes. \u201cHow many seconds thought did you put into your costume?\u201d He jeered at Vince.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vince knew he’d half-assed it, but being confronted like this was still unexpected. \u201cLook, man, I didn’t even want to trick or treat. I just wanted to go to a party.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNot into the spirit of Halloween, huh?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vince held out his bag. \u201cYou gonna give us some candy or not?\u201d The man set the bowl down on a table just inside the door. \u201cI’ve got some special candy for you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Read the rest on Body Swap Stories<\/a>, Smashwords<\/a> and Amazon<\/a>.<\/p>\n\n\n

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