MicroHorror

The invitations said:

Jezebel Denfer wanted to go as antimatter–she was volatile enough–but she kept exploding out of her costume so changed to Lileth, Queen of Darkness, instead. Her long red hair was brushed loose, cascading over a pale shoulder in sensuous waves onto her bosom. Her skin-tone Lycra costume she’d made was so tight that the painted-on serpent really had her in a squeeze and its tail ended where… every good tail should. She attracted every snake in the room plus an ineffectual little reptile called Colin who’d come as Lucifer and followed her round like a hellhound.
 
Her twin, Mona, was an angel. Her white catsuit didn’t quite conform to the idea that angels are sexless, as her wings made her throw her chest back in a manner that only served to enhance an impressive H-cup. Skimpy black panties showed through the cloth, giving the lie to any further pretense. She had a “puppy” too–Corby Logan, who was dressed as a little red demon, complete with gold codpiece. (Did you know red demons wear gold codpieces? Corby had had this on good authority.) His pitchfork, however, was of a meager size and that, combined with his rather sparrow-like legs encased in red tights, somewhat undermined the demonic image.
 
When asked why he’d come in an ordinary suit, Tully Freak said he was Tom Hanks. Jody McGrew (Mammon) took him to one side and suggested he’d missed the point–that this party was all about sex and Tom Hanks wasn’t sexy… Tully, whose main sin was gluttony, didn’t care as long as he had a beer, so Jody clinked off to torment someone else.
 
The Denfer twins’ parties were legendary. Every male for miles was trying to get a look-in so the costumes tended to be elaborate. Even so, when Dick Woody, who’d advised Corby, turned up as an Incubus, he took both minimalism and authenticity to unprecedented extremes. Smudged all over in green and black (the kind of camouflage that Incubi are wont to use to avoid detection) he made a grand entrance. The crowd parted in awe as he passed. Woody was well built, and he wasn’t wearing a stitch!
 
His costume consisted only of a bluish-tinged icicle sheath covering the length of what had to be acknowledged as a very impressive erection. Woody seemed to know a great deal about this particular species of demon. They had an unnaturally cold penis, could seduce just about anyone–male or female, and had even been known to take people in their sleep. Of course people had to take some degree of interest in them first…
 
Well, just about everybody was taking a keen interest in Woody! There was a good deal of speculation as to how he could possibly sustain a stiffy with a layer of ice surrounding his… Even the Denfer twins were intrigued–but nobody dared ask. It was fascinating too, that on such a sticky summer’s night, the ice didn’t melt–not even a drip–not even when one…
 
“Severe frostbite in June you say, Nurse Burns?”

“Yes, Doctor. Thirteen cases so far!”