The Legend of the Stripper

 There once lived a woman in an old creaky house. No one knew who she was or what she did, but everyone knew not to go to her house. For anyone who entered would find themselves running around town completely and utterly naked for all to see. It only ever seemed to be women she would take and it only ever seemed to be adults she would yank. Yet every Halloween some poor soul would find their way to the woman’s house and find themselves running back out naked.

One year on Halloween, the seniors from the local high school were having a party. It was filled with all the popular girls and some of the guys as they dressed up in sexy costumes. That was all of them except one girl named Melissa Norton. Melissa was one of the nerds that was adopted by the popular girls. She was freshly 18 and very shy. In fact, she never showed off her body to anyone, and she never wore anything that was “sexy”. So rather than some sexy version, Melissa decided to dress up as a pumpkin. She wore the orange round costume along with black pants, not even leggings. When she showed up, the popular girls all scoffed and rolled their eyes. 

“We need to do something about Melissa,” Heather hissed.

“I have an idea,” Gretchen said.

The girls gathered around to play truth or dare. Gretchen said. “Melissa, truth or dare?”

Melissa, not wanting to be shamed for picking truth, said, “Dare.”

Gretchen smiled and said. “I dare you to ring the doorbell of House 216.”

Melissa’s eyes widened. “B-but that’s the house of… no please… any house but that one.”

“Are you scared?” Gretchen asked.

Melissa shook her head but then said. “I bet you would never dare ring the doorbell.”

Gretchen scoffed. “Of course I would,” Gretchen said. “I’m not scared of some old perverted hag.”

“Then do it,” Melissa said.

“What? It’s your dare,” Gretchen said.

“Yeah, well I triple dog dare you to ring the doorbell yourself,” Melissa said crossing her arms.

Gretchen’s eyes widened and the room went silent. They knew the rules if Gretchen refused to do it… it was a known rule that if anyone were to refuse a triple dog dare at any point, they would have to have their head shaved off especially if the other person was willing to do the dare themselves. Gretchen wouldn’t dare have her hair shaved off. “Fine,” Gretchen said. “I’ll go.”

Everyone followed Gretchen out the door who was wearing a sexy vampire outfit. Gretchen gulped as she stood in front of the house. She gulped as she opened the gate as it creaked and she walked down the driveway. She rang the doorbell. The door swung open and a mysterious voice said. “Come on in, if you dare.”

Gretchen turned around wanting to leave as she gazed at Melissa. Something was off as she looked at Melissa’s big smile on her face and suddenly two arms grabbed her dragging inside the house. Gretchen screamed as the drinks from earlier went right into her pants. “Now that’s not good. Let’s get you out of those nasty clothes.”

Gretchen screamed as the hands grabbed her pants and pulled them down exposing her Halloween themed pumpkin panties that were now wet from fear. Gretchen felt the hands grab her vampire dress pulling it off her body as it undid the ties on it. Gretchen gasped as the hands grabbed her bra and ripped it off while also grabbing her underwear and pulling them down. “Please don’t kill me!” Gretchen cried as she cowered away.  “I’m sorry! I should never have dared Melissa! I don’t want to die!”

There was sudden laughter that startled Gretchen. “Kill you? Why would I kill you? You just need a bath.”

Gretchen looked confused as she rubbed her eyes and looked up. Rather than an old woman, it was a younger woman no older than 30. She looked intimidating but no one that would murder anyone. “B-but… the legends… the stories…”

The woman laughed. “Oh you mean my friends who like running around naked? Is that what you’re scared of? People seeing you naked?”

Gretchen whimpered and nodded. “I…I don’t want people seeing me naked.”

“But… you came here thinking that you were going to be stripped naked?” the woman said. “And what’s this about your friend? You dared her to come ringing on my doorbell knowing that there was a chance she would die or get embarrassed? It sounds like…you deserve this.”

“W-what?” Gretchen whimpered as she looked at the woman as she continued pulling off Gretchen's clothes. “D-deserve what?”

“To give you what you were expecting,” The woman said as she finished taking the least garment off leaving Gretchen naked from head to toe.

“W-wait!” Gretchen said. 

“Didn’t you just say you were expecting this? So you should have no problem with doing this,” the woman said as she began pushing Gretchen back out the door completely naked.

“No!” Gretchen shrieked as she saw everyone waiting outside.

Just before Gretchen reached the doorway,  the woman grabbed her wrists and pinned them behind her back, tying them with rope before shoving her outside.

Gretchen shrieked as everyone turned to her pointing cameras at her. At the very front was Melissa, the biggest smile on her face. “Hey, Gretchen, looking good. Did you get scared?” Melissa mocked as she gestured to the puddle and wet rags.

Gretchen’s face contorted and turned bright red. “Will that do it for you, Melissa?” The woman asked.

“Definitely, Aunt Margaret,” Melissa said. “Who knew you streaking around with your friends would pay off so well.”

Gretchen’s eyes widened. “Y-you know her?!”

“Sure do,” Melissa said with a smirk on her face. “Now get running. I suggest you make it home before more people see you. Maybe now you won’t be such a bitch.”

Gretchen whimpered as the others laughed while she made a run for it running all the way home.