"Come on, hurry up," I muttered, riding the ass of the car in front of me. I was going to be late. Late for a party that I really didn't want to go to. I nudged forward again and the car in front tapped the brakes, forcing me to drop back, swearing. I checked my shoulder and saw the narrowest of gaps in the next lane. Wrenching the wheel to the left I ducked into the middle lane, receiving a honk from behind, which I returned with a defiant middle finger. I revved the engine and powered past the dickhead in the right lane, ducking back in front of me and pushing the car to ninety.
The Halloween party was Nadine's idea and I'd only gone along because my dick was doing the thinking instead of my head.
"It's going to be epic, Nate," Nadine explained. "So we're all wearing costumes. Pink bunnies for the girls, blue for the boys. Heads on at all times. And then the fun begins."
"You know me, Chickadee," I said. "I'm up for anything." Except, perhaps, watching my girlfriend fuck a heap of her super attractive male friends.
The bunny suits unbuttoned from chest to tail, granting all sorts of access for horny bunnies to fuck like... well, like cliches. I was new to Nadine's friendship group but apart from being super hot, both men and women, they were all really nice and friendly, and up for anything. But as I drove like a demon towards the beach house they'd hired for the event, my mind was drifting away from all the things I wanted to do to Nadine's female friends, and towards what her male friends were going to do to her.
The sign for my exit drew nearer and I ducked back into the left lane, turning into the slip lane and down to the turn onto Beach Road. The light was turning amber. I floored it, not willing to wait for another light change and for some hot dude to get his grubby paws on Nadine's gorgeous, tanned skin.
In my defence, the truck really should have checked before powering through the newly turned green light. There was a crashing screaming collision of metal as I lost the road version of rock paper scissors.
***
I stood by the side of the road, staring at the wreckage of my car and the distraught truck driver on his mobile phone to emergency services.
"Fuck me, that was close," I said.
NOT REALLY, came a voice from at my shoulder. I spun to see a tall, robed figure standing beside me, also looking at the wreckage. I whimpered. I looked back at the car. Saw the hand sticking up from the driver's side window. My hand.
YES, said the robed figure. YOU ARE DEAD. COME WITH ME.
I looked down at myself. I was completely naked and vaguely transparent. I turned to where the holiday house lay, just a few hundred metres down the road. I looked back at Death.
"Yeah, nah, I don't think so," I said, and sprinted away. After a moment I risked a look back and stopped. Death was still standing by the crash, hands on its hips, looking bemused. It wasn't chasing me.
"Well, ok, then," I said, and set off towards the beach house, with little thought other than to see Nadine again. With ghostly speed, I was at the beach house in moments. Cars were parked along the street and music came from the brightly lit windows. I floated towards the house. At the door I paused, and then stepped through into the house, through the wood.
My ghostly skin tingled and the view of my eyeballs passing through the wood grain was very disconcerting but I was inside the house. And things were starting to heat up.
By the door, bunny suits rested in boxes. One of them was meant to be mine, I realised. In the kitchen, a couple of pink and blue rabbits sipped alcohol through straws. More bunnies could be seen through the patio doors in the back. And a couple were headed towards the bedrooms.
All the costumes were undone at the front. A blue rabbit passed by, his cock bouncing in front of him while his cottontail bounced behind. A girl bunny casually stroked her breasts with one fluffy paw while her companion leant against a counter, cock in paw as he watched.
Every inch of exposed skin was tanned and toned. Each breast was exquisite, be it small or large, with tiny nipples or pencil erasers. Straining cocks bobbed beneath six packs. I was suddenly kind of glad I was dead. I just wouldn't have measured up to this. Literally. Nadine kept telling me she loved me anyway, but the word 'anyway' still hung there between us, like my less than impressive cock.
Nadine. God. She was here somewhere, maybe already bent over a bed being rogered by a rabbit. I looked at the pink bunnies I could see. Nadine had a swimmer's body, muscular and lean. Her breasts were small with large areolae and dark jutting nipples.
Detective Nate was on the case. The kitchen bunny was too buxom. The two patio bunnies had smaller nipples on very nicely curved mounds. I headed towards the bedrooms. I stuck my head through the first door (tingle, ugh) and was faced with a bobbing white bunny tail with very human balls dangling free beneath. The blue bunny was pounding away at a gasping she bunny, her knees back by her shoulders and happy squeals of muffled pleasure coming from under the mask. But the ass poking out from the pink suit had skin a lot paler than Nadine's, and the Pikachu tattoo on her ass didn't fit with my girlfriend's personality. I watched the couple, admiring the man's thick cock being hugged by the woman's pussy. She squealed every time he filled her, and she stretched around him, trying to hold him inside as he withdrew and stroked inside her again. With a loud groan he pulled out and shot streamers of cum over her belly and ginger-tufted pussy.
Quietly amazed, I pulled his head out of the door. I looked down at my naked body. I already knew ghost clothes weren't a thing. Apparently, neither were ghost erections. No hormones, no blood vessels, no boners. I sighed. Next room.
In the next room, a lithe pink bunny lay on the bed. By the door, a blue buck leaned, admiring the view. I checked her out. Dark nipples, tanned skin, sculptured runway of black pubic hair. This had to be Nadine. I looked at the other person in the room. This guy had rich, caramel skin and a good build. He was taller than me but not by much. His cock was hard, thickly veined and uncut, almost twenty centimetres long and straining to reach the bunny on the bed.
The pink bunny raised up onto one elbow, her eyes on the gently bobbing member.
"I should really wait for Nate," she said, and I knew it was Nadine. The buck shrugged.
"If you want, but we're not meant to know who anyone is, so it shouldn't matter if he's here or not. Hell, I could be Nate."
"Not bloody likely," Nadine murmured, her bright blue bunny eyes glued to the large throbbing cock. They both laughed and I winced. She sighed. "I'm sure he's out there somewhere. How about you come over here and teach me something from the kama sutra?"
"Racist," said the buck, but he was already moving towards the bed.
I panicked. My girlfriend was about to be defiled by a studly blue rodent and I was powerless to do anything about it! And then I wondered...
Was I?
With a snarl of jealous anger and an effort of will, I jumped forward and dived through the bunny suit and into the guy inside.
