“Happy Halloween!” A burst of confetti filled the room. April had to admit, the decorations were rather festive - orange and black steamers, fake cobwebs and bats hung around the ceiling, and spooky music providing ambiance for the whole affair. It truly felt like they were ready for a proper Halloween party. Or at least it would if there were more people, but April knew it was going to be a small group tonight. Her housemates had insisted on throwing it together, and she knew something special was planned.

“Thanks Kass, the place looks great.” April looked around the room. “By the way, where’s Ophelia?”

“She is preparing her form with Melonie. It was to be a special surprise for you.” Iris was in the corner, waving her hand back and forth. Each time the decorations changed slightly, from skeletons to demons to ghosts. “I wish to clarify about this holiday. The goal is not to induce as much fear as possible, but to pay homage to creatures and objects that humans typically fear. Correct?”

April nodded. “Pretty much. I mean some people do go all out trying to scare others or get scared, but I don’t think it would be a good idea for you. Considering, you know…” She gestured towards the levitating humanoid shape of empty nothingness that was Iris. “You could actually pass for a genuine horror monster if you wanted. No offence.”

“None taken.”

Amidst their conversation, Kassandra crept up close to April and draped her arms around her. “So, excited for the end of Locktober? You should’ve told me about all these human traditions earlier. Really I had no idea you were this much fun.”

April growled at her and pushed her hands away. “I still don’t think you were playing fair. I swear to whatever gods are real that you pulled some bullshit at one point.” Although truthfully, it didn’t really matter what was true or not. What mattered was that April remembered being firmly locked in chastity for the entire month while enduring countless teases and being denied over and over again.

“Why I have no idea what you’re talking about!” Kassandra tried and failed miserably at sounding genuine. “But oh, looks like it doesn’t matter because Melonie’s here with your Ophelia! Now we can get this party started for real!”

Sure enough, Melonie waltzed in with a jack-o-lantern under her arm. She was dressed in a skimpy witch outfit, although that wasn’t too different from her regular attire. “Congrats on successfully completing Locktober, April! And to celebrate with the festive spirit, we’re all going to watch you fuck your girlfriend and cum a months worth of orgasms into her.”

April looked at her quizzically. “Okay I really don’t think any of you actually have any idea what Halloween is about.” She shook her head. “But whatever, sure. Now are you finally going to let me out of this fucking cage?”

Thankfully she wasn’t teased any further. April’s clothing vanished in an instant, but this time her chastity device vanished along with it. In no time at all April sprung to a full erection, already rock hard at the prospect of what was about to happen. “So where is Ophelia anyway?”

A knot formed in her stomach as she noticed Melonie’s diabolical grin, something that was a horrible omen for things to come. “She’s right here, of course! It was actually her idea, by the way. I’ve gotta say, I’m impressed with her.” Melonie turned the jack-o-lantern to reveal the face of it. 

The pumpkin bore a rather familiar face. Ophelia’s. It was strange to see carved into the orange shell, and her expression was a rather explicit “ahegao” style face with her mouth open and eyes rolled back in pleasure. But there was no mistaking it was her. Notably, there was a conveniently cock sized hole right in the centre of her mouth. 

“You’re fucking kidding me.” April was rather unamused. “Seriously? Do you seriously think this is what humans do on Halloween?”

Kassandra shrugged her shoulders. “Don’t you have a band about this sort of thing? And anyway, it doesn’t really matter. We all know you’re horny enough that you’ll do it anyway.” She gave the pumpkin a light smack on the side. “Now come on, you don’t want to keep your girlfriend waiting, do you?”

April looked at them and then at the pumpkin. Despite herself there was something oddly enticing about it, and knowing that Ophelia was the one trapped in there ready to be used only made it more appealing. Not to mention she had a months worth of pent up arousal that she was ready to pump into anything.

“Alright, fine, you’ve got me.” Her housemates cheered, but April wasn’t paying attention to them anymore. She thrust her cock deep into Ophelia’s “mouth,” letting the slick sensation surround it.

It didn’t feel like a normal pumpkin, that was for sure. It was warm inside, just like an actual mouth. In some ways it felt just like a regular blowjob. But April could still feel the rigid sides, and the emptiness inside the jack-o-lantern instead didn’t provide any real suction. Not to mention the fact that she had to move entirely on her own. Unlike having a real partner she was fucking an inanimate object, and the pace of it was entirely dependant on her own motions.

That didn’t change the fact that it felt incredible. April didn’t know if it was normally this way or just the full month of horny built up frustration, but fucking the pumpkin felt incredible. She let out a whimper of arousal, fully embracing the bizarre scenario she was in. Perhaps regrets would come later, when her mind wasn’t warped by horny desire. But for the moment? She could enjoy cumming her brains out into her girlfriends inanimate body.

“Aww, look how much she’s getting into it? I told you she was too much of a slut to resist.” Although Kassandra’s taunts stung, it wasn’t enough to slow April’s movements. In fact, the bullying only motivated her to speed up even more. It had been a long month, with all the constant teasing and eroticism everywhere she went. This was finally her chance to cut loose, to indulge in her own desires. 

And right now her desire was to cum her brains out.

“Unnngh!” April grunted as she thrusted faster and faster. She heard laughter coming from all around her, and it was easy to understand why. This was a new low even by her standards - furiously fucking a pumpkin to get her release. She could only imagine how it felt for Ophelia as well, helpless and forced to be used as a fuck toy. It was hot. So hot that she couldn’t hold herself back anymore. “I’m… I’m coming!”

The words had no sooner left April’s mouth than her climax arrived, her cock blasting into the jack-o-lanterns sultry mouth, the orgasm rushing through her body. All of the tension that had been building up, the teasing, the constant reminders of sex, they were all pouring into the gourd. April moaned with relief as her body was overcome with pleasure. And then, just as quickly as it had arrived, the high wore off and the full reality of the situation began to sink in.

Melonie walked over and gave the pumpkin a firm smack on its backside. Its form wobbled and grew until it transformed back into Ophelia, fully nude and grinning wildly. “Oh sweetie that was incredible! You’ve got to try that sometime.” She moved in on April and planted a sloppy cum filled kiss on her cheek.

April, however, didn’t respond with the same enthusiasm. She was withdrawn, and her reluctance to return her girlfriend's embrace didn’t go unnoticed. “What’s wrong sweetie? I thought you would like that.”

“I did but…” There was a tremble to April’s voice. “I just fucked a pumpkin, okay? That’s how desperate I got. Yeah I’ve done a lot of humiliating stuff, but this?” She shook her head. “How am I supposed to treat myself with any amount of respect after this?”

Kassandra had a concerned expression. “But you know it was different, that it was Ophelia. And besides, who would judge you for it? It’s not like anybody else in your life would know what you did.”

“But I’ll know. No matter what now, I’ll know that I got horny enough to fuck a pumpkin, and that’s not something I can undo.” She let out a deep sigh. “I don’t know, I’m sorry. I don’t want to be such a downer, but this one might’ve gone too far.”

There was a thick silence over the group. Finally, Iris placed a hand on April’s shoulder. “If you so desire, I can change things. Alter the timestream such that you won’t need to feel this way anymore.”

April looked up at her, a soft smile on her face. “Really? You’d do that for me?” She nodded. “I think… I would prefer that, this time at least.”

Iris took a step back from the group. She stretched out her limbs and levitated into the air, energy swirling all around her as the fabric of space and time itself seeped in through the cracks of the universe. Then, all of a sudden, the energy collapsed in on itself and Iris fell back to the floor, seemingly no worse for the wear. “It is done. You have no reason for shame anymore.”

“Really?” April looked a bit incredulous as she tried to refocus her memories. “You went back and made it so I didn’t fuck Ophelia when she was a pumpkin?”

“Oh no, you still did that. I simply altered the timeline such that transgender women having sexual intercourse with pumpkins is now an internet meme.” The rest of the group stared in silence at her. “In fact, it’s been a joke that’s so commonplace for multiple years now that most people are tired and annoyed at it by now.”

April’s jaw hung open. “You’re being serious? I don’t think that’s how it works. Iris, I know you’re powerful and all, but you can only create realities that have a possibility of actually occurring. There’s no way that you…” Her voice trailed off as the memories finally hit. “Okay what the fuck? How? Why?”

“Does this not solve the problem? You were still able to partake in an activity you enjoyed, but now you were simply following an internet trend that other humans have done. There’s no reason for shame anymore. Do you not feel better about yourself now?”

“That’s not… I mean yeah kinda now that I think about it.” April slowly nodded her head as she stared up at the ceiling. “It all feels so weird, but like, I do feel better and less ashamed. But that doesn’t make any sense though!”

Ophelia giggled. “Does it need to make sense? Part of the spirit of Kinktober is just having fun and enjoying the spooky season! That’s why we humans have always enjoyed it so much. You can just kick social norms to the curb and have fun without being judged. And if you do so while having sex in a spooky costume or magically transformed into a spooky prop, that’s just all the more fun.”

“Halloween is the actual holiday, not Kinktober. But thanks anyway Ophelia.” A dumb grin broke out on her face. “Well anyway, you three still put a lot of effort into setting up this party, we might as well enjoy it. Finish off October with a bang.”

Melonie raised her hand. “Just a quick question, are you sure that for November you don’t want to try-”

“NO!”