The Haunting of Torrance_New October 31

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The Haunting of Torrance
Chapter 10. Desperate Measures, Part One


It doesn't take a degree in rocket science or a crystal ball to guess the parent/principal meeting didn't go so well. Mr. and Mrs. Timberland
were shocked upon walking into Mrs. Gunther's office to find their son standing next to the desk, hands bound behind his back. He was wearing
nothing but a brightly colored red and yellow jock strap. Right before departing the administration office, Leroy had given the secretary
the jock.

"We don't want this one back. Our former Number 0 player can keep it."

Torrance was happy to get it back. He hated the damn thing, but it was preferable to remaining completely naked. The bad part was Principal
Gunther put the jock strap onto him while the secretary watched as a necessary witness. The secretary made no attempt to wipe the smile
from her face. Mrs. Gunther remained stone faced and professional the entire time. Torrance felt like a toddler who still needed help
putting his underwear on correctly.

The short and not so sweet results of the meeting:
1. Torrance is suspended from Cumberland Gap High School for an indefinite period of time.
2. When the boy matures in both mind and body he may enroll in the school again.

Torrance can't believe it. He's being kicked out of school, not just off the football team.

"How long a suspension are we talking about here?" the mother asks.

"When he is big enough to make it through tryouts, when Torrance is approved by the coach to join the football team and be a Cockfighter
the community can be proud of."

Torrance's parents were not pleased with this development. It meant their son will be homeschooled, possibly for the remainder of the school
year which is nine more months! Good grades, good behavior, and growth are the three requirements for returning to the public high school.

Once the Timberland family got home, Torrance was grounded...indefinitely.

* * * * *

The second testosterone booster shot is administered the first week of October. Fortunately, he didn't have to endure a full physical, just
the jab. His mom constantly requested progress reports.

"Are you putting on weight? Are you taking your vitamins? Any changes down there?"

Torrance blushed every time his mother insisted on knowing about "his changes".

On the doorframe to his bedroom there are marks to indicate how tall Torrance was measured on previous birthdays. When he had his 12th
birthday, he measures Five feet tall. At thirteen years old got measured at Five Foot Two. Not bad, a two-inch increase. But when he turned
fourteen and only grew to be Five Foot Three, an increase of only one lousy inch, that is when the parents became concerned.

Over the last couple months Torrance checked himself weekly, hoping and praying for some signs the booster shots are working. No such luck.

"Are you doing your exercises?" dad asks during a private moment. "Any success with um...self-motivation?" Dad said this while doing a jerking
off motion with a hand down at the crotch. Dad couldn't bring himself to say jerking off or masturbation.

"Sorry dad. I only get a little dribble." It was so depressing having to discuss how much cum doesn't come out. It was depressing not to go to
the games on Friday nights to watch the Cockfighters thrash their opponents from the surrounding counties. It was depressing not to have a
social life. Every kid at the high school knew why he got suspended. Even the upperclassmen, who normally wouldn't even notice him, went
out of their way to humiliate him, to tease and pester him, calling him "Jockie" or "Wonder Wiener". "When it comes to being a Cock...you suck"
is another favorite insult.

It's nearing the end of October, the 31st will be here soon. Torrance counted the days with dread. It's traditional for every kid in town from
the age of twelve to sixteen to gather at the town square for a party. Torrance has no desire to go this year. No matter how well he disguised
himself the others will figure out who he is. There will be no treats, only teases and tricks if he shows up at the big kid's Halloween Party.

"This really sucks the Big One," Torrance says as he notices how few days remain until it becomes Halloween.

[Trundle]

Great updates there. Particularly enjoyed the cruelty of Officer Prosky, making sure Torrance had an erection when the Principal saw him in the office. Just to really make sure he looked like the pervert they were claiming he was.

Can't wait to see what happens to him on October 31st....

[TeenFan]

The Haunting of Torrance
Chapter 11. Desperate Measures, Part Two


Halloween was just around the corner. Bags of candy were purchased to give out to the Trick-Or-Treaters. The pumpkin and black cat blowups
were blown up and placed in the yard. The skeleton was hung on the outside of the front door. They were ready as a family for the 31st...
Well, almost ready.

"We haven't gotten a costume ready for Torrance," mom said at the dinner table. "Have any ideas what to wear this year? That clown
costume worked out last year."

With Torrance being grounded ever since the fiasco at school and the suspension, nothing of fun times and cool stuff had been discussed as a
family.

Torrance looked up from his plate of mac-n-cheese next to a tuna fish sandwich. "I don't have to go this year. I'm okay with staying home."

Without looking up, dad says, "You need a costume because you are going."

"But...but dad, I don't want to cause trouble. The other kids don't like me. I'll be the Boogey Man. I'll jump out of the bushes next to the
driveway to scare the little ones after they get their Halloween candy and then I'll watch a movie and stay quiet."

"Sorry kid. I got plans for you. You will go to the party at the town square."

Plans?...Dad never had plans for him before, not when it came to Halloween activities. How can going to the party downtown fit into
dad's plans? Last year was the first time Torrance had gone to the "Big Kid's" Halloween party. This takes place each year in the Bucky's
Dance Hall. There is plenty of room in that building for the entire High School student body, and the small number of 8th graders who are
brave enough to join the festivities. The main reason the 8th grade kids avoid this party is they will be the youngest in attendance and
rumor had it no grownups are allowed...except for one, an older woman named Lillian Lambeau.

The first rule of going to the party at Bucky's Dance Hall is DO NOT SPEAK ABOUT IT. Nobody in 8th grade knew what takes place during the
annual get together of the big kids. None of the big kids talks about it...

* * * * *

Tired of being known as a wimp, fed up with being called small or shrimp, Torrance decided that even though it was rare for 8th grade
kids to attend the Halloween party populated almost exclusively by the high schoolers, he was going to see what it's all about. All the kids
in town attend the party, but the younger ones stay with their parents as they seek their thrills with carnival rides. The carnival rides
are the same one used during the summer 4th of July festival, but for Halloween they are decorated with brightly lit orange and red bulbs
and spooky music plays. The Trick-or-Treating is done from six until eight in the evening, and much of the town then migrates to the town
square for late-night fun. Only the big kids, and the occasional 8th grader is allowed into Bucky's Dance Hall.

Torrance decided to dress up as a clown. The costume will disguise who he is, as he wishes to remain as anonymous as possible. The costume
shop had several varieties to choose from. There is Bozo the Clown. There is Pennywise the Clown, from the movie "IT". The older
version of Pennywise is an evil version of Bozo. The shop only carried the newer version from the 2017 remake of the story. The bargain
basement priced clown costume was the generic circus clown. It came with a rainbow colored hairpiece with a simple striped one-piece
suit. Floppy shoes completed the costume.

Mom thought it looked great. Dad had little to say about it. Dad drove Torrance to the downtown area, and the thirteen year old was
dropped off.

"Find a friend to bring you home," dad said just before driving off.

Torrance spent fifteen minutes just walking around looking at the other young kids having fun. There were plenty of treats (for sale this time)
and the kids enjoyed the theme park rides. The moms mostly huddled together on benches as they paid little attention to the throngs
of youngsters running around.

The party area is primarily the small park in front of the Town Hall where the mayor and city council sit. On the opposite side from the
Town Hall is Bucky's Dance Hall. The whole front is lit up an eerie green. Giant carved pumpkins sit on the steps leading to the front
doors. Two large teenagers, probably high school seniors, guard the entrance into Bucky's, dressed like palace guards they each have a
realistic looking axe on a pole.

"Are you in Cumberland High School?" the guard on the left side asks Torrance as he approached the door.
"You don't look like a high schooler to me," the menacing guard on the right side said.

"Ahh...um...I uh..." Torrance has a hard time spitting the words out. He's already wondering if this is a good idea. However, he is desperate
to shed his image as a "Wussy Pussy" as the others his age called him. It's time for desperate measures, and someway somehow he's going to
get into the big kid's party.

[TeenFan]

The Haunting of Torrance
Chapter 12. Paying the Price of Entry


Upon learning the small kid in the clown suit isn't in Cumberland Gap high school, the two guards dressed in shiny but obviously plastic armor refused to allow Torrance entrance to the dance hall. One of the guards went off to find someone, and the second guard pulled Torrance a few
feet beyond the double doors. These doors get closed, but the guard makes it clear that entry is not granted yet. Torrance and the guard
wait in a square shaped entryway, with another set of double doors that leads to the main hall of the building.

"You need to get approval first," the guard growls.

A minute later, the first guard is back and with him is a tall girl in a super cool costume. The girl is a zombie, scars on the face and matted hair
red with dried blood, but this zombie wears a cheerleader uniform.

"Everybody else is already here. If you wanted in you should have been here fifteen minutes ago. So...you are an 8th grader who wants to
join the big boys. You are only the third one who showed up tonight. There is a requirement for getting into the high schooler's Halloween
party, a special requirement for first time kids who want in. The other two boys got scared and ran back to the little dip-shits party to hang
out with their mommies."

"I'm not scared," Torrance tried to say bravely, though there is a hint of a quiver in the voice. "What do I have to do?"

The zombie cheerleader, whose name is Augusta but Torrance didn't find this out until after the party, grins wickedly. The two door guards
get excited and they both stepped up close to Augusta. The zombie girl swishes her hips, sending the short skirt waving back and forth, left
and right. As the girl grins, the teeth look yellow and glowing like the crazy dog in "Hound of the Baskervilles".

"I'll only tell you this one time. Trick or Treat, smell my feet...and I'll give you something good to eat."

That is all zombie chick said. Torrance looks down at the feet, and they look nasty. That girl has feet that look like they ran a marathon
without shoes on. The icky and raw meat mess is obviously fleshy looking prosthetics and makeup. It just looks so gross.

Torrance gets down onto his knees. He bends over, placing his face several inches from the disgusting feet. Then leaning closer, he
draws in breath through the nostrils. It smelled like dirt and glue and paint. 'This isn't so bad' Torrance thinks.

"Don't back up kid. Look up," says one of the guards.

Torrance glances upward, and what he sees is a hell of a lot scarier than zombie feet. The cheerleader has both hands on the front of the
skirt of the cheerleader dress. The hands pull the skirt outward, while lifting upward a few inches. It's clear to Torrance's eyes the girl
doesn't have underpants on. The long shapely, well muscle-toned legs come together in shadow under the skirt, but there is enough light to
see a darker patch of what could only be pussy hair! The zombie girl swishes her hips back and forth.

"I'll give you something good to eat...now eat it. But if I feel teeth, you are getting a beating."

Now Torrance can understand why two 8th grade boys ran back to the little kid's section. This is BIG KIDS stuff, icky sickly stuff that boys
who are thirteen aren't even supposed to know about.

"I'll give you ten seconds to start licking. And you have to keep it up until I tell you to stop," the zombie chick tells the kneeling down kid
who is nearly trembling.

Desperate times call for desperate measures. Torrance was determined to get into this party, to potentially use this to make a name for
himself on the competitive playground of the junior high. Kids his age have dreamed of moments like this, of getting up close and personal
with certain parts of the female anatomy. However...he never thought it could happen like this, not with an older girl, not with other guys watching.

Torrance then used his costume to best advantage. He wanted to sneak in anonymously. He wasn't there as Torrance Timberland. He is
going into this party as a clown, and as a clown he can do whatever it takes to entertain the crowd, or in this case the door guards and
the door checker.

"Are you the Key Master?" door guard asks.
"There is your Gate Keeper," the other guard responds.

Up there between the girl's upright legs is the Never Neverland in the nether region. It is dark and dank up there under the skirt. Torrance
lifts his head, angling his face up toward the dark patch where those legs come together. It smells sort of musty in there, a little sweaty
up there like the cheerleader zombie had been running around a lot. The nose bumps up against the patch of hair. Somehow, instinctively
he pushes upward. What he needs to reach is just there...and he must stick out his tongue. The hairs tickle the tongue as it comes out.
Torrance presses closer until the tongue touches skin. Now what?

The cheerleader wiggles her hips slowly back and forth. There it is some kind of cleft or gap in the skin, a groove of some sort. The skirt is
tossed over Torrance's head, but with his multi-colored clown wig on, the skirt stays lifted up high and won't go over the kid's head. The
girl then grabs the back of the boy's head with both hands, and she presses the face even closer. The side to side motion of the hips
switches to a slowly rocking front to back motion, as the tongue slips into the groove nestled under the pubes. Torrance had heard the
term 'Oral Sex', but had no idea what it really was. This is crazy.

'This is so nasty' Torrance says to himself.
"This is soo cool," door guard one says.
"Awesome dude. I was praying some punk kid would earn his way inside," the second guard adds.

"Oohh...Oh...okay, that is enough," Augusta the cheer zombie backs away.

The freaked out boy gets a glimpse of the pussy just before the skirt drops down. The hair glistens, and that must be from the saliva that
came from his mouth! How can he tell anybody about this? Nobody would believe him. Nobody talks about the dance hall Halloween party.
It's the best kept secret in town.

"Get up kid. You can go in now." The cheerleader zombie gate keeper turns around and she departs.

Torrance stands up on wobbly legs. He still can't believe what just happened. "Somebody pinch me. Is this a dream?"

It's not a dream. The door guard number two opens one of the second set of doors. He holds it open without saying anything more.
Haunting music comes through, and the sounds of laughter and chatter. Torrance inches himself closer, his heart beating rapidly. Step on
through to the other side...

[TeenFan]

The Haunting of Torrance
Chapter 13. Inside the Dance Hall


Inside the dance hall, the place was jam packed with teenagers. It was hard for Torrance to see what is going on. He is the shortest one in
the room. Bodies in costume are all his eyes can witness at this point. The music is a haunting mix of organ sounds mixed with wolf howls,
cat screeches, ghostly moaning, and the occasional devilish laugh. Black lights and candles are lit up on the sides of the outer walls.

The costumes were creative and amazing, mostly on the girls. For the women there were two main types out on display. Witches were popular,
but these were mainly the pretty types of witches as seen in Maleficent (Sleeping Beauty) and Jadis the White Witch of Narnia. Ugly witches
were few. The second main costume on girls is something Torrance had never seen in the costume shops. The teen girls have skirts that are
too short, tops that are too tight. They have on garish and gaudy makeup that makes their faces a combination of sexy and scary to a thirteen
year old looking at them.

Torrance got the attention of one of the guys nearby. "What are they dressed up as?" he asked, as he pointed to a girl in a scarlet red petticoat
and white stockings with a fancy pattern. "They are hookers, prostitutes, ladies of the night" the guy dressed as Zorro answers. "Are you sure
you are in the right place?" Zorro asks. Torrance quietly slips away.

He needs to get closer to the other end of the dance hall. There are people up on the stage at the far end of the room. He can see some part
of strange wooden contraptions, but what they are he hasn't a clue. The guys in the room are showing a surprisingly large amount of skin.
Torrance sees guys in loincloths who must be a Tarzan. He sees cavemen in animal skins, the arms and legs bare. There are guys in short skirted
tunics and these appear to be Roman or Greek with laurels or golden crowns on their heads.

As he moves through the crowd, Torrance is amazed to see several teen girls in mermaid costumes. The slender, body hugging fishtail keeps
the girls from moving easily, but what really is attention getting is they are almost 100 percent topless. Glittery stars glued to their nipples
is the only thing showing up top. Do their parents know what they are wearing?

Finally getting to the other side of the room, up on the stage there is an older woman sitting on a throne chair. Big and beefy guys, most likely
football players, wearing only yellow briefs that fit snugly, stand on three sides of the chair. The rest of the stage has pillows and brightly
colored blankets where more scantily clad guys and girls lay about.

Younger guys, probably high school freshman, wearing jock straps, walk about the stage and the side areas of the crowd. These servants
pass out plastic goblets of punch, or carry a tray loaded with snacks and candy. If this is what the freshman boys have to do, then Torrance
can spend a year dreading his turn to be a servant at the Halloween party. It must be the seniors who are up on the stage, and all the kissing
and pawing and necking going on makes the scene look like an orgy is about to break out.

A loud clock hidden somewhere chimes. Everyone stops what they are doing as a red devil wearing a black tophat enters the stage from a
side entrance. The devil dude carries a megaphone, and he has to use it to be heard above the roaring and cheering of the crowd as a hot girl dressed as a princess enters the stage. She has a fairy wand and sparkly white crown. The audience cheers loudly after the announcer
introduces her as Godiva the Go-Getter.

"It is that time my dear Cockfighters of Cumberland. We have a special treat for you. Our spies and infiltrators did their job well. Our
secret agent sprung the trap and we have victory. Lady Godiva lured her prey and captured the quarterback of Ridgeview High."
The announcer turns toward the side of the stage. Two big guards come out, and between them is a tall and athletic guy wearing only a leather wrap around the hips. This prisoner is shirtless, no shoes or socks either. The prisoner tries to hold back upon seeing and hearing the mass of spectators, but he can't push back the burly guards.

The audience cheers and jeers loudly, curses and expletives spoken. Never in his life has Torrance heard such foul language. He watches in
growing fascination as the prisoner is taken to a large X shaped wooden structure on the stage. This prisoner is briefly stopped in front of
the old woman on the throne. 'That must be Lillian Lambeau' Torrance thinks to himself. He had heard the name; knew she was the only
adult to attend the high schooler's party, and he wondered why that is. The old woman is dressed in old clothes like the witch in Snow White.

Lillian gets to her feet. She shuffles forward a couple steps. The guards hold the prisoner in place as the woman places her hands onto the
good looking older teen. The guards force the quarterback down to his knees. Lillian Lambeau reaches into a pocket, and she pulls out
something. The teenager held by the arms tries to keep his mouth shut, but a kidney punch makes from a guard open that mouth. The
something is shoved in, and a big hand from a guard clamps over the mouth.

Once satisfied the captive swallowed whatever that was, he was hauled to his feet. Taken to the X structure, the captive has his
hands tied to the upper beams. The legs are tied to the lower beams of the X.

Another roar rips open the sound barrier as the Princess Godiva steps up to the prisoner. The princess proves she is no lady as she rips away
the leather wrap from around his waist. The top player of Ridgeview High is left without a stitch of clothing on.

Torrance can barely hear it above the din of the crowd, the pleading of mercy coming from the captured quarterback of an opposing town.
Everyone, even Torrance, knew the upcoming football schedule. Cumberland Gap is going to play Ridgeview High two day later. What the
hell is that guy doing here? What are they going to do to him?

[TeenFan]

The Haunting of Torrance
Chapter 14. Party of Surprises


Torrance wasn't the only one shocked at what he was witnessing. As the quarterback of Ridgeview High was strapped into the X shaped wooden
structure, the freshman students of Cumberland Gap stood where they were, giving rapt attention to the proceedings. It was much easier
to spot male freshman students (naked except for jock straps) then the female ones who are wearing cute Disney character costumes and
basically blending in with the girls of the other grades. Why the boys were forced to stand out like that is a mystery.

When the pretty princess, the one going by the name of Godiva the Go Getter, proved she was no lady when she yanked the brown leathery wrap away, leaving the prisoner completely naked, a collective gasp went out that was nearly as loud as the cheering. With secrecy being so well
kept, the freshmen had no idea what might happen during the Halloween Party in the dance hall.

The inactivity of their shock and awe is short. Demands for snacks and drinks gets the jock strap clad servants busy once more.

Torrance works his way to the front row of bodies standing next to the stage. He can't believe his eyes. He can't believe the good citizens
of Cumberland Gap, the workers at the paper mill, the teachers at the school, the members of the County Sheriff's Department, do none of
them know what the teenagers of the town are up to? They are up to no good, that's for sure.

According to the announcer in the Devil costume, it required acts of intelligence gathering, infiltration, and luring into a trap to pull this off.
What did the Lady Godiva offer to use as a lure?

Being in the front row, Torrance is close enough to get a good look at the prisoner. That guy is well over six feet tall, muscular without being
bulky, a great example of perfect male sports genes with broad shoulders, leg muscles well defined. In addition to this, the player's penis
is enormous. It's huge, thick and meaty with a dark mass of pubic hair above it. Being thirteen, and not exactly well developed even for his
age, Torrance has no idea the penis on a guy only a few years older could grow to look like that.

Torrance noticed how girls would talk about guys. He'd heard them commenting on the size of this dude's hands or the shoe size of another
guy. They whispered this and giggled as if it meant something. A quarterback needs big hands to grip the ball securely. Because they are
tall and athletic, they tend to have large feet. Do they also naturally have big balls tucked behind impressive dicks? The quarterback
strapped into the X frame suggests this hypothesis is true.

As to high strangeness, the stripping of the quarterback from the team from a neighboring county was nothing compared to what happened
next. The old lady, Lillian Lambeau, got involved again. A table with a ceramic mixing bowl and other items was carried across the stage.
According to what people in town said, the old woman is a witch doctor, a voodoo priestess, but this is the first time Torrance knew the rumors were indeed true.

As the voodoo lady adds ingredients into the bowl, a hush comes over the crowd. Even the Halloween spooky soundtrack is turned off.
Torrance can hear the muffled, mumbled chant from the old woman as she grinds the stuff in the bowl with a pestle. A liquid from a glass flask
is poured into the bowl. Murmurs and laughing erupt from the assembled onlookers. A change in the quarterback's appearance is the cause.
The prisoner's penis, large but limp, suddenly was getting hard, and he was as surprised as anyone when it happened.

Torrance couldn't understand why anyone would pop a boner in this situation.

"Ooooh" and "Ahhh" says the crowd as the dick reaches an amazing size. It's thick and long enough to keep it from pointing all the way up.
It throbs and jerks up and down, never staying completely still.

Lillian Lambeau finishes preparing the ingredients in the bowl. She dips both hands into the white ceramic. When the hands come out
they are coated with a greasy, slimy, gray colored substance. The witch woman approaches the tied-up captive as the crowd erupts with fresh
cheers. Lillian places her hands on the chest of the star athlete. Chanting in both French and Latin, she covers every inch of the big
boy's body with the slick, icky goo. From forehead to toenails his white body is painted gray. She gave special attention to the guy's balls,
giving the impressively large sack a few extra coats of the stuff.

The sound system comes back on. It plays something orchestral, classical, but the tones are ominous and depressing. As Lillian washes her hands off with a towel, the big and beefy guards in yellow briefs bring forth a burner lit with a bluish flame. This looks similar to a burner one sees
at the table of a Korean restaurant or for fondu. The burner is placed on the table, replacing the ceramic bowl.

Lillian Lambeau places her left hand into the blue flame! She doesn't cry out in pain! The voodoo witch points her right hand toward the quarterback on the X frame. More mumbled mumbo jumbo incantations are spoken. Suddenly blue streaks like lightning flashes emanate from
the fingers. These bolts of blue crackle with the intensity of fallen powerlines after a storm. Every other sound shuts off as the prisoner
writhes in agony, straining at the rope bonds. After thirty seconds or so the electrical discharge ceases. Amazingly, the blue flame in the
burner has also vanished, perhaps transferred through the voodoo priestess into the poor victim. Torrance was of course amazed by the sight
of it, and it reminded him how Dark Lord Siths could wield such power as to harness electricity with their bare hands.

Lillian raised both hands toward the distraught and tortured soul on the X frame, who somehow still had an erection. "Rise and discharge on
the hour, every hour for a night and a day". These are the only words Torrance heard that were in English.

The guards take the table away. Lillian Lambeau slowly walks back to sit down on the throne chair. The ceremony is over, but what the
hell really happened?

[Trundle]

Things have gone in a direction I genuinely never could have expected. It's a very different story from what I assumed and I'm really enjoying it. Torrance feels way over his head, his determination to prove his masculinity is going to get him into further trouble I'm sure.

What an odd ceremony, really need to find out what the heck is going on. Very spooky goings on...