Halloween Party Mishap
Cindy was getting ready for the big Halloween party at the University. Being a Junior in college and having gone last two years, it was her favorite event of the year. She had chosen more traditional costumes the last two years, first one being a lady police officer, second, she was a witch. Having thought of the party well in advance this year, she opted to go in a leather steampunk outfit. She had everything, the leather corset dress, leather gloves, and high boots. The only thing she was waiting for was her gas mask. Wanting to go all the way, she ordered a full gas mask hood that covered the entire head, attached hose and wide collar. Not finding what she wanted on all the Steampunk websites, she did an internet search on full hooded gas masks and saw a picture of what she knew no one else at the party would have. What she liked about this one is that it included a hose that she would be able to drink out of without removing her mask/hood. It was due to arrive on October 31st and she was crossing her fingers that there were no delays in delivery.
It was 7 pm and Cindy was already dressed up in her outfit other than her Gas Mask. Almost resigning on going to the party without the mask, the delivery driver showed up with her packages. Closing the door squealing with happiness, she couldn't wait to get the box open so she could inspect it. Opening the lid of the box and unwrapping the hood, it was much more intense than she had bargained for. It was made out of very heavy shiny latex, the eye lenses were darkened, along with the respirator hose and the drinking hose was a squeezing bulb. When she inspected the inside of the hood, she determined the use of the inflating bulb was a gag on the inside of the hood. Trying to figure a way to take the gag out she realized if she cut the gag out, it would ruin the hood as she would not be able to use the drinking straw. The party was getting closer and with the loud band that was going to be playing, she didn't plan on doing much talking anyway. The hood looked really complicated to get on and off and she wanted to get a buzz going during the party and now she had the hood in her hands to complete the outfit, she was not going to miss the chance to be the talk of the party. She needed help by Ann her roommate to put it on since her gloves were hampering her getting the tight locking zipper down the back of the hood down to the bottom of the restrictive collar which locked then in turn had two straps that were held in place by two small padlocks. Ann was a bit apprehensive helping Cindy put on the restrictive garment, but Ann knew when Cindy had something in her mind, she never took no for an answer. After brushing Cindy's hair in a pony tail and fishing it through the top of the hood and fastening the skin tight latex to Cindy's head, Ann knew was going to be Cindy's voice during the night. Ann wasn't planning on going to the party but needing to watch out for Cindy, she borrowed the Police Woman's uniform and they both were out the door by 830 pm.
Walking out into the dark street, Cindy could only see the street lamps due to the dark lenses in her hood, also it appeared to have an actual working respirator system in it. The integrated collar proved to make head movements impossible. Holding on to Ann's hand the whole way, she felt the most vulnerable she ever has been.
The party looked to be better this year and having Ann as her speaking utility, gave her more time to enjoy her drinks. Noticing at first the drinks pooling in her mouth, she decided to give the inflating bulb several squeezes so until the drinks went straight down her throat, not realizing she filled the gag to capacity which she couldn't make any sounds at all. The thick hood also proved to muffle out the loud music which she knew that her ears wouldn't be ringing when she took the hood off at home.
At 1130 pm an odd goth kid got on the stage during the band's break speaking a chant. From what Cindy could see through her lenses it was Andy Monolith who got expelled from the University last year by practicing the occult on school grounds. He was quite disgruntled by it and promised to wreak havoc on the student population for the people that turned him into the administration. All at a sudden at the end of his chant, lightning strikes came out and hit everyone in the room wearing costumes. Cindy not being able to see so well didn't notice that everyone was turning into their costumes. She had not noticed that her heels from her boots shot up from 3 inches to 8 inch ballet boots and her hood tightening even more. All of sudden, Ann pulled her gun from her holster and shouted Halt! to Cindy, which scared her as Ann's outfit morphed into a real Police officer's uniform and the gun also morphed from a true fake into a very realistic weapon. All of a sudden a huge body builder knocked over Ann giving Cindy a chance to get away.
Cindy slowly made it to the Women's restroom and sat down when she noticed her morphed boots. Bending over seemed harder that it did even an hour ago in her dress and with the thick collar of her hood, she couldn't move her head. Not finding any laces or any means to remove them, she decided to remove her hood, reaching back with her gloved hands, she was having an issue locating the fasteners that held her hood securely to her head. Pulling her leather gloves off for added dexterity added another shocking revelation is that instead of bare hands, thick black latex covered both of her hands.
Meanwhile out in the ball room, havoc was all over the place. Witches, Cowboys, Pirates, Wrestlers, were going after the lesser of the costumed/converted people. Andy was laughing until a horse trampled one of the band players. Knowing it went too far and his sense of morality returning, he started chanting again and again lightening bolts came out hitting all the same people in the room changing them back to normal. At that same moment he heard "FREEZE!" which caused him to spin around and he ended up getting shot dead by the actual police.
Cindy hearing the muffled gun shots, she went back out in the ball room to investigate what was going on. Seeing the authorities up on stage and people getting escorted out of the building, she was wondering what was going on. Startling her, Ann tapped Cindy's shoulder which caused her to spin around on her heels. Ann said "Let's get out of here and go home, the building is being evacuated."
The walk home was brutal, Cindy was fidgeting with the inflating bulb trying to let the air out but couldn't find the release valve. Ann asked, "You seem taller, did you change your heels?" Looking down and seeing the ballet boots peaking out from under Cindy's dress. KINKY! she exclaimed. Cindy didn't notice since she was still quite drunk and couldn't get her gag to deflate. Once they got into the apartment they both collapsed on their own beds and passed out.
Waking up the next morning Cindy groggily opened her eyes to see everything shaded. After a few moments, she realized she fell asleep wearing her costume. Reaching up to undo the hood due to the isolation in it looking through shaded lenses, gagged to the point where she couldn't talk, and breathing through the respirator was starting to take a toll on her. But again, it proved fruitless. Stumbling into the kitchen she was greeted by Ann who was in a bath robe making breakfast. "I see you still have your costume on!" giggled Ann as Cindy was grabbing for the back of her hood, trying to put the key in the lock. "Okay, Okay..... Let's get you out of this get up" Ann said walking up to Cindy. Odd, I don't remember the collar going so far that it went under your dress" and she started looking for a place to put in the key into the locks. Ann couldn't find any means to open the locks which appeared welded shut. "Lets get this dress off of you to see what we can do." As Ann pulled down the zip on the dress, her eyes bugged out, instead of Cindy's bare skin, it appeared to be a seamless catsuit.
After a few hours of fruitless efforts to remove the gas mask and catsuit form Cindy. The realization settled in, the catsuit was now her part of her body, any effort to cut it caused great pain to Cindy as it appears her nerve endings migrated into the suit. The release valve for the gag was gone and even the respirator hose was fused to her hood. Cindy tried to scream and yank at her new permanent hood but no sound came out. Only the sound of her labored breathing was present as she struggled with the mask. It appears that Andy stumbled onto some rare dark magic and was able to learn it. Any leads on where he located this magic is still a mystery to this day. Some have speculated that he burned all the scripts and the magic died with him. Being the lighting bolt landed on Cindy's Gas Mask hood, it had transformed her into a mute latex person, if it would have landed on her steampunk gear she more than likely would have been transformed into the Steampunk persona she was dressed as. Unfortunately she had inadvertently purchased the hood from a bondage website, so the magic transformed what her hood was intended for.
She was the only person that had left the room, so Andy's magic did not reach her before he died. If he would have lived, the magic would have gotten to her. There were many attempts to at least remove the mask from her face or get the ballet boots off her feet but the magic kept her the same way from that fateful night.
Life was hard for Cindy, even after 23 years, Ann stayed with her and ended up becoming her wife as she acquired a latex fetish being with Cindy for so many years. Now even if there would be a way to get her mask off, Cindy is unsure if she would ever want it off now.