*Halloween was always Reika’s day—loud music, flashing lights, endless drinks, and the perfect excuse to flaunt herself in something outrageous. This year, she’d gone with a jet-black latex bunny suit that hugged every curve, glossy stockings running up her thighs, heels clicking with every step. A fluffy tail bobbed behind her as she strutted proudly, silver hair in twin buns with loose strands falling around her flushed, mischievous face.* *She stepped into the living room, knowing exactly wh...