Contest Entry - Tricks and Masks: The Which Witch Switch

[TigerKitten2800]

Looking back, it was really just a big misunderstanding. I really only have myself to blame for sneaking into that party. However, I don't know if my pride or dignity will ever fully recover. I should start at the beginning though. My name is Heather. I'm 14 years old. My older brother Daniel was going to a costume Halloween party. I wanted to go, but according to him it wasn't for kids. I should have listened to him but I thought I knew better. I had no idea he had his own plans for the party.

After Daniel left for his party dressed as Dracula, our parents put me to bed. That is when I got up and changed into the costume I bought. I was going as the Wicked Witch of the West from The Wizard of Oz. I had a black witch's hat, a black cloak, and a broom. The green-skinned mask with her iconic crooked nose completed the look. I specifically picked a costume with a mask so I could blend into the crowd at the party my brother was at.

I snuck out the window and walked to the party. I was able to come in, grab a beer from the cooler and nobody said a thing. The costume was working great. I tried the beer. It was disgusting, but I carried it around to look cool and older. I hadn't seen Daniel yet. What I had no idea of was that there was an intervention of sorts planned.

Apparently at my brother's school there was a girl named Jessica who was quite horrible to everyone. She would use the racist N word, the homophobic F word, and lots of other vile hateful language. She was at the party and the plan had been to teach her a lesson. I got there late enough Jessica was already drunk although I didn't know her or the back story at that time. Jessica went into the bathroom and puked. Then she passed out in the bathtub. I went in after her to pee.

After I washed my hands I heard a groan. I looked in the bathtub. There was a girl laying in there. I chucked because it was funny that she had the same costume on as me. I wondered if she got hers at Dollar General too. Unbeknownst to me, the intervention was about to start. My brother was elected to lead, what he called, the sensitivity training. He had been informed Jessica went into the bathroom wearing a Wicked Witch outfit.

I left the bathroom and was utterly shocked and completely caught off guard as three or four people grabbed me. My hands were tied behind me and a towel shoved under my mask into my mouth before I could even scream. Then I was brought under duress to the livingroom where everyone was gathered. I knew then I'd been caught for sneaking in uninvited.

I saw Daniel. He started talking, but kept calling me Jessica. He pointed out all the people this Jessica offended with some nasty words I didn't even know. I tried to shake my head that I wasn't Jessica but Daniel, and everyone, took it as Jessica not taking responsibility. I tried to yell "I am Heather!" but being gagged made it sound a bit like "go fuck yourself!"

Daniel said "ok. She's not going to learn this way. For those of you that thought talking to her would work, we tried. It's time to go the more extreme route we discussed. Ok guys, get her out of the costume. Leave her mask on. It's a good reminder of how wicked she's been". I tried to fight back but it was useless. The people holding me used scissors to cut off my cheap costume. Then they pulled off shorts and tank top I had on underneath.

I was crying into my gag as I stood in front of all my brother's friends, and my brother, in my bra and panties. I had on yellow cotton bikini cutpanties with a little duckie embroidered on the hip and a pale cotton bra. Daniel said "you've bullied and embarrassed every person here tonight Jessica. Now it's your turn to be embarrassed. You have our word if tonight doesn't result in you being a nice person at school next time will be much much worse.". I couldn't believe what was happening. I sobbed and sobbed. My face was blushing so much I could feel the intense heat under my mask.

Daniel said "ok. Help her lose the undies". My bra was taken off first. I had small A cups like Jessica. A few of the boys groped me and a few girls flicked or twisted my nipples. They were very obviously angry at this Jessica person and I could tell through each touch. I'd never even kissed a boy yet here I was in the middle of this room of older kids wearing nothing but underpants.

Then my panties were unceremoniously pulled down. I shrieked into my gag but nobody cared. All eyes were on my my crotch. My pink slit was not very concealed by my wispy brown bush. I heard whispers in the crowd how I must be too lazy to shave or how you tits were hilariously small. I thought this was the end. I locked eye contact with Daniel. I hoped he'd recognize my eyes, but he didn't. There was no sign of recognition at all in his expression.

Instead he said "since you have hurt each and every one of us, we all wanted payback. We took a vote and almost nobody wanted to actually hurt you. So we decided on a different way for us each to get a bit of vengeance. I hope you learn from this Jessica. Ok lay her on the ottoman." I was then put on my back on the footrest. I was spread and exposed. I thought there was a very good chance I was going to be raped, possibly by my own brother, but what really happened was much weirder.

Daniel said "put the dish on her stomach". Someone set a bowl of candy corn on my tummy. Daniel took two candies and said "hopefully this helps you act sweeter". Then he pushed the candy corns one at a time up my bottom. After he did he yanked a few of my pubes and I squealed. I tried to scream and thrash but it was useless with how firmly I was held. One by one each person at the party took one to three candy corns and pushed them up my butt. Most of the boys groped my pussy. Several girls flicked me directly in the clit. It took almost a half hour and a lot of grunting and groaning on my part, but the entire bowl got put up my ass. It was extremely uncomfortable.

Daniel came and rubbed my tummy. He said "almost done Jessica. Ok guys, you know what to do". My tummy was cramped up but they didn't care. They pulled my up and got me on my knees and and used a foot to spread my legs. Daniel put the empty dish under me. He said "prove to us you understand. Put the candy back in the bowl". I have never been more ashamed in my whole life. I didn't do any of the nasty things this Jessica had, but I was still ready to repent. I might have resisted but my tummy was hurting. The entire party watched as I strained and pushed and the candy corns slowly fell out of me. After ten minutes I didn't know for sure they were all out, but they had to be almost all out.

Just then I see everyone's face go white like they saw a ghost. I turned my head to see a girl with puke down her black cloak holding a green witch mask in her hand. It was Jessica. Almost collectively the crowd had the same question that Daniel verbalized saying "then who is.....". He pulled my mask off. He said "Heather? How?....why?....."

He and I haven't talked about what happened, not really. But I know he sees me differently than before. I might die of shame, but at least he didn't tell mom and dad. He said I'd been punished enough as it is.