"Trick-or-treat!"
The unmistakable sounds and sites on this night were unique only to Halloween and Mike had been waiting for this night all year. Inside his small suburban home he smiled at himself in the mirror one last time before pulling on the rubber wolf’s head. His ensemble was now perfectly complete. The scruffy gray wolf admired his new look in the full size mirror - striking poses to amuse himself.

Ever since he had been a small child, Mike had always been infatuated with werewolves – their power, their lust, and the fear they struck into people were just part of the thrill. Very recently he had begun to notice that becoming a wolf also induced some very erotic sensations. In fact the first time he saw the suit hanging in the shop window, he was startled to find that he had gotten an erection. Mike just HAD to try the costume on, and just a few short minutes later, he left the shop toting a large box with the wolf suit inside. That same night and for many to follow, he spent all evening as a werewolf masturbating - the wolf paws had a soft rubbery texture that made stroking his cock extra pleasurable.

But there was something else, something about the suit that was…special. In fact Mike couldn’t help but notice that it seemed to fit perfectly – almost as though it were made for him. The body was very comfortable, but not baggy, and hung nicely off his muscular frame. Then there was the head - his favorite part. Mike had been to many Halloween parties in his life, and had seen many costumes, but this mask was unlike anything he had every laid eyes on. It was frighteningly realistic, and the soft foam-latex snugly conformed to fit his face almost perfectly. His eyes were the wolf’s eyes, and the jaw moved fairly accurately with his own.

The gray wolf just stood in front of the mirror admiring his image and smoothing the latex paws over the rubbery face. He was like a kid in a candy store – with one major exception. He had a huge hard-on and the bulge in the suit’s crotch left nothing to hide. Deciding not to masturbate again, he left the room and made his way to the door. Just as he was about to open it, the bell rang. The wolf peered out the window; he could see a group of costumed kids at his door – he had forgotten to turn his light off. But he didn’t have any candy and had to leave immediately so he could get to the party on time - he knew he couldn’t open the door with a giant hard-on. Thinking quickly he darted to the adjacent room, his laundry room, and pulled on a pair of gym shorts – they were baggy enough to hide his excitement.

Mike took a deep breath (this was the first time he had been in the suit in public) and opened the door to greet the kids. As soon as they caught a glimpse of the gray wolf, they jumped back, obviously scared. A little girl in a power ranger costume began to sob loudly behind her plastic mask.

"Hey, hey… sorry kids, I don’t have anything for ya, I’m off to a party myself", the wolf said trying to be friendly. His voice was slightly muffled, and his muzzle was moving; regardless of how friendly he was trying to be, he looked like a huge, menacing werewolf. His attempts only frightened the kids more, and a couple of them bolted down the street, but the power ranger and a Spiderman were sitting on the edge of the porch shaking and sobbing quietly. Mike bent down to try to console the power ranger, but only frightened her further and she screamed and cried louder.

"Aw, hey, hey, don’t cry, I’m not a real wolf… see.. ", Mike reached up and began peeling the rubber mask off his head "..it’s made of rubber… see? A mask…just like yours." He handed his sweaty head to the girl to examine. She wasn’t crying anymore, and she had removed the plastic power ranger mask, placing it on the top of her head – she now looked quite shocked.
"Obviously she’s never seen a big gray wolf take off its face before." Mike chuckled to himself.

After sending the last two trick-or-treaters on their way Mike had gotten in the car and drove off to the costume party. He knew almost everyone who would be there because he had been working with them for a couple of years. The car drove further and further into a dark wooded area and there were only a few houses to break the monotony of the solid tree line on either side. Finally, Mike found the address he was looking for and pulled into the parking lot of what appeared to be a large country barn -- he also noticed that his erection hadn’t gone away, and in fact, scaring the kids had aroused him even more. Stepping out of the car, Mike decided that since he still has the shorts on, he would go in anyway. The wolf chuckled to himself as he pulled the latex mask over his head and walked up to the barn door.

The party continued fairly uneventfully (although his costume had more than impressed most of his co-workers) and he was bored, but still really horny. Even though his hard-on had gone away a good couple hours ago, he really wanted to fuck someone in his wolf suit. He had masturbated in it lots of times before, but lusted for the experience of some real suited sex.

The gray wolf was standing at the drink table fixing himself some purple punch, fantasizing about sex, when a gorgeous young woman in a very elaborate princess costume approached. Her outfit was composed of a huge pink dress complimented by a gold tiara. She was very attractive. Her long brown hair was tied back in a ponytail and she had the nicest, roundest breasts he had ever seen. This one was perfect! – he could feel himself get stiff.

"I’ve been watching you all night wolfy", she said in a low, very sexy voice. Mike couldn’t remember ever seeing her before.
"I’m…sorry, do I know you?" was all the gray wolf muttered under his mask.
"Oh, no, I don’t think so! I’m Sarah…I was hired a couple weeks back…I’m in…ah…customer satisfaction"

"You mean customer service?" Mike laughed. She just smiled. She was truly gorgeous and he was very hard again. He also had an incredible desire to fuck this gorgeous princess. Sarah almost seemed to read his mind. Just as Mike was going to take off his mask to meet her face to face, she leaned in very close to him, "I’d love to fuck a wolf, you know". He was stunned, but that was the only incentive he needed.
"Its this suit… I’m like a whole other person", he thought to himself.

Hand and hand, like they had known each other for years, the two walked outside and into the forest behind the barn. The moon was full and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky, perfect for Halloween. They walked for quite a while until the brightly-lit barn had become nothing more than a speck in the horizon when Sarah placed her hand on Mike’s crotch. The gray wolf’s eyes grew wide with surprise, but he relented. She began stroking his cock against the furry suit. Mike could only moan with intense pleasure under his latex mask. She was turning the wolf on. He reached his latex paws down and unzipped his crotch; his hard pinkish cock pushed its way out where Sarah was waiting to greet it. She cupped her hands around it and slowly stroked. The gray wolf was in ecstasy. He moaned loudly under the rubber wolf’s head and made a move to reach up in an attempt to take it off. Sarah immediately stopped him. "NO!" she commanded, pushing his furry arm back down. She grinned, "I said that I wanted to fuck a wolf!"

Mike didn’t seem to care and gladly relaxed again while Sarah continued turning him on. He was embarrassed that he was close to ejaculation, and Sarah knew it. She hadn’t been jerking him for all that long – in his practice at home he could normally go for almost forty-five minutes before cumming. Sarah stopped stroking his cock very abruptly and smiled sardonically into Mike’s eyes,

"Not yet wolfy…not just yet"
The gray wolf squirmed as he stood there, staring down at his tormentor. He whimpered in agony, but she just laughed.
"I don’t want you to do me like this, silly…" She reached back and unzipped her dress, which very obediently dropped to the ground, " …I want to get a little more comfortable first."

There she stood completely naked - her beautiful, firm breasts and clean-shaven cunt making the wolf incredibly horny – he was almost ready to pounce her and start fucking the gorgeous princess. Mike moved forward, trying to get Sarah to continue, but she pushed him back.
"I said I want to be more comfortable! Just a sec"

Mike was puzzled. Sarah was standing face to face with the gray wolf, very much naked, and very much the dominator and gray wolf wanted to be in control. He suddenly became aware that he was panting loudly, and that she must be able to hear him. He swallowed hard and tried to relax – he had to appear to be in control. The silence was broken as Sarah suddenly began to shudder violently and bent over. Mike moved in to help her, she seemed to be in great pain but nevertheless shoed him off. He watched in total astonishment while her nose and mouth were being very strangely distorted -- they seemed to be stretching outward, and her body was growing larger. The beautifully fit girl was now staring to look very chubby; her skin looked like it was going to burst.

Almost as suddenly as it started, her shaking ceased and Sarah stood straight up again to face Mike. The once beautiful woman now looked very distorted and disfigured, and Mike was very frightened – and yet his curiosity held him frozen. Sarah casually reached back behind her head, under her long brown hair, and began prying at something. Then, as if in some horrid dream, the disfigured woman began peeling her once beautiful face off.

Within a few short seconds, Sarah held the brown ponytail in her hand, attached to it dangled the skin from her entire head– it looked like some incredibly well crafted mask. But that wasn’t quite what troubled Mike the most, the creature underneath the mask was a far cry from the gorgeous princess he has been hot for. The head of a white wolf, sporting a long snout, and a mouth full of sharp teeth, sat atop the disfigured human body of Sarah. The white wolf grinned widely at her prey and carelessly tossed her rubbery disguise onto a nearby rock. And yet Mike still didn’t move an inch, he was frozen by his intense fascination.

Sarah continued unmasking. Again, she reached back to grasp something, this time near her spine, and tugged hard. With two flaps of skin in hand she worked to wriggle her furry body out of the human skin. The now full-bodied white wolf was actually quite attractive – her cunt was still visible and her breasts were very much real. The entire idea of this beautiful white wolf made Mike hard again. She tossed the rest of her human suit onto the same rock next to her rubber head and advanced on the man in the gray wolf costume.

"Now… I’m comfortable…c’mon wolfy, fuck me", her voice hadn’t changed, she was still very sexy.

With that she pounced on him, throwing the two to the ground; the white wolf was on top. She grasped his cock and began stroking it again - Mike was enjoying this. Her paws had leathery texture, but they were soft, and she was careful with her sharp claws around his cock. Human mask or white wolf, Mike thought, he still had an overwhelming urge to fuck her. He flipped her over on her back, spread her furry, white legs wide open and jammed his cock into her. The gray wolf was surprised by how much force he was using, but she wasn’t complaining - she was busy moaning and growling loudly.

The next hour was one of the most pleasurable in his life. Mike, in costume the whole time, had fucked the wolf more than three times and felt like he could go for another hour. But the white wolf just lay on the grass panting; she was exhausted. So, Mike chose to take this opportunity to check out Sarah’s human suit. For the first time all night, the gray wolf grabbed its rubber head and slowly peeled it off. His mask was drenched with sweat, and the air outside was cool and invigorating. He shivered – thankfully he had managed keep his wolf suit on.

He walked over to the rock and picked up Sarah’s human face, lifting it up to his nose. It smelled like latex - in fact it smelled almost exactly like the mask that he himself had been wearing all night. Mike couldn’t resist. He bowed his head, opened the back of the mask and pulled the skin over his head. It felt amazing! It fit snugly, and was smooth, and very comfortable, although it was a bit cold – the brisk night air had chilled it while it sat on the rock. He was turning around to show his partner when he felt an incredible force smash against his lower back and he doubled over, landing face-up. He couldn’t move. From under the face of Sarah stretched over his head, he looked up to see the white wolf hovering over top. He felt something grip the hair on the back of the mask, there was a jerk, and almost immediately he found himself back outside in the cool air. The white wolf dangled the rubber head, tightly gripped in her right paw, above him.

"Such a cute, young face you have…" She spoke firmly. Mike tried to speak, but his lungs were empty.
"You shouldn’t have put on my skin!!"

...

The party was about half over when a gorgeous princess in pink casually strolled across the barn’s makeshift dance floor; the music was loud and the place was packed with people. Glancing down she noticed a couple of burrs on the edge of her dress and quickly swatted them off. When she looked up again, a man dressed as a gorilla, who had obviously had too much to drink, was making his way through the crowd toward her. He was making pitiful attempts to grunt like an ape, and offered the princess a plate of pumpkin-shaped cookies. The princess smiled politely as she patter her stomach,

"No…thanks…I…I couldn’t eat another bite" The drunken ape sauntered away, heartbroken.
Out of the corner of her eye she noticed that police were swarming the entrance to the barn.

"Ladies and Gentlemen! Can I have your attention please!" The dance music went quiet and then abruptly stopped and the entire room turned to face the entrance. The police megaphone continued, "I’m sorry, but this party is over!" There was a chorus of sighs and protests from the crowd, but they went unnoticed and the officer continued.

"Someone has been found back behind here, brutally slaughtered by what looks like a wild animal and we want everyone outta here - If there’s something loose out there we don’t want anymore incidents."
Shocked cries replaced the protests from the costumed crowd, and people hurried toward the door.
"I’m sorry folks, but it’s for your own safety!" this time the megaphone was drowned out by the guests.

The pink princess just stroked her brown ponytail and followed the others. As she neared the door, she reached her right hand into her pocket and tightly clutched something -- a gray wolf mask, drenched in blood.
"It’s a good thing this dress is so big", she thought to herself.