As Donnie munches mini-pizzas, employees Melgrim and Grimmel have concerns, and not over his diet.
They aren’t seeing as many customers these days, no longer selling as many of their cursed costumes. And they believe it is all for one simple reason… most people just aren’t in the shape the costumes were sized for.
Convincing Donnie that they can implement something called the measuring tape, a hellish tool used below to squeeze souls into tight cages, Melgrim is soon greeting a plump and out-of-shape married couple who wandered in looking for costumes.
But when they use the tape and resize their bodies in freakishly kinky ways, will they even care anymore what they wear if anything?
The beeping of a microwave means it’s business as usual, at least when that beeping signifies the fresh cooked arrival of another tray of scalding hot mini-pizzas, and the microwave is located in Donnie the Demon’s private office.
The season of Halloween has arrived yet again, the most popular time to sell costumes, cursed or otherwise. But despite the obvious successes seen from the comfort of his private office, monitors showing every corner of the massive Costume Castle warehouse store, sales are slumping.
As many sales as Donnie might have, there are many more that never happen and his demonic staff Melgrim and Grimmel believe it’s because of a very simple explanation… most people just aren’t sized for the more sexy flawless physique costumes they maintain a huge stock of. People are out of shape, bigger than needed, so they don’t buy costumes that don’t fit. But the pushy staff has a solution and are doing their best to convince dimwitted Donnie that it’s finally time to implement… the measuring tape.
The measuring tape is, as Grimmel points out, what you know who uses down in hell to squeeze all the souls into tight little cages. And despite Donnie’s confusion about fat versus pregnant, a giant group of church girls currently getting the latter thanks to a youth pastor in a Calligula costume, he sorta understands the idea. By having the measuring tape available for reluctant and plus-sized shoppers, those shoppers can wrap the measuring tape around them and merely squeeze to resize their out of shape bellies. The Costume Castle can finally have a One Size Fits All policy… where all can be resized to fit their perfect sexy costume sizes.
When on the monitors, Melgrim and Grimmel point out the arrival of two perfect customers to try the measuring tape with, Donnie just shrugs, enjoying his relentlessly consuming mini-pizzas, watching what he still thinks are mere human games happening on other security monitors. So Melgrim heads out with the magic measuring tape to greet a husband and wife who have entered the store unaware their entire world is about to be freakishly resized.
Brooke and Blake are the parents of twins and their comfortable marriage means comfortable waistlines… definitely not the kind any of the costumes in this Costume Castle seem to be made for, Brooke points out.
But Blake is determined to find costumes for a neighbor’s Halloween costume party they got invited to… and he’s confident there will be something in the store that looks perfect.
Blake was never in perfect shape, but he definitely now has an established beer gut. Brooke was actually always in shape and a regular jogger until the twins, but ever since she hasn’t regained the nice shape she once had. Can the arrival of store employee Melgrim, his human costume poorly fitting, somehow ease their doubts of finding the perfect costumes?
Handing over the measuring tape, Brooke isn’t convinced a tape will help them find anything in their size. But then when she wraps the tape around her nice and tight, it only allows her to cinch it in more… and more… the heat bleeding off of the hellish measuring tape inspiring her into pulling tighter and tighter, much to the shock of her husband Blake as he sees his wife somehow resizing herself, gut going in, breasts going out.
But just what will such a measuring tape resize when Blake uses it? And seeing how freakishly sexy and top-heavy it makes his wife, will Blake even have an interest in costume shopping anymore?
HallowKreme squeezes in a brand new Donnie the Demon tale, and things are about to get hellishly tight, and freakishly full this year.
The next treat is… just wrong…
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