We begin our story with Konta and Jala receiving a letter in the mail. In the morning, Jala went out to get the mail as usual and noticed an unusual envelope. It was an envelope decorated with Halloween imagery all over. When he opened it, he saw it was an invite for a costume party on Halloween night.

Immediately upon reading the invite, he goes inside and shows it to Konta, saying “hey babe, wanna go to a costume party on Halloween night? I have the perfect outfit I wanna try out.” “Sure sweetie,” Konta says, “what’s the costume?” “It’s a surprise,” Jala replies. The two then start thinking about the party as they look through the rest of the day’s mail.

After finding nothing else of note in the pile of letters, Jala breaks the silence with “wanna cuddle??” “Sure” was the response as they both headed off to the living room couch. First, Konta got on and then Jala got right on top of him, covering him like a blanket. A deep purring could be heard from Jala as he wraps all six of his legs around Konta. The two proceed to just hug and nuzzle each other for the next few hours.

A few days later, it’s Halloween night. That means it’s time for the costume party. Jala walks up to Konta and says “ready to see my costume?” “Sure,” he replies. Jala then proceeds to pry Konta’s mouth wide open and shove his face right in. Konta, too shocked to do anything just simply allows his mate to force feed himself to him. Jala moves deeper and deeper, bringing more and more of his body inside. Once his legs are off the ground, gravity is all he needs as he slowly slides down and eventually lands in his mate’s belly.

“You’re my costume, sweetie,” Jala then says as he curls up to get comfortable. “Aww, babe, that’s adorable,” Konta says. “I guess I don’t need a costume now that I am one,” he continues as he then walks outside, taking the car keys on his way. He hops into the car and to make room for his now bulging gut, he slides the driver seat all the way to the back. After that, he just starts the car and drives off to the costume party.

Konta then parks close to the entrance and gets out. When he walks to the door, he’s stopped by a greeter who says “hey there, where’s your costume?” “Oh, I’m not wearing a costume, I AM the costume,” he replies as he is then let in by the greeter who is now blushing heavily, knowing what he was implying.

As Konta walks in, he finds a large variety of people with an even larger variety in the costumes they wear. There were people dressed up in simple costumes that you’d find from the dollar store and people who made their own costumes. What set Konta apart from the crowd is that he was the costume. From the inside, Jala gave directions on where he wanted to go as his mate described the surroundings.

When anyone asked Konta, why he wasn’t in costume, he’d just laugh and explain. Most people would just shrug it off or leave him, blushing heavily, some even wishing it was them on the inside. Some though, decided to stay with him for a little bit and rub his belly for a while, making his tail wag. One person even pushes down gently, causing him to let out a loud belch right in the face. When that happens, they get up and leave with a smile on their face.

Other than just walking around in costumes, there was more to be had with this party. There was a buffet, a costume contest, karaoke, and even a dance off, all of which, the two participated in. First off was dinner at the buffet where Konta ate a literal ton of food, of which, Jala took a portion to feed off of himself, still leaving him covered in a lot of chewed up food.
Jala then decided he wanted to participate in the costume contest so Konta walked up and filled out an entry form. The competition included a lot of people in rather high quality costumes, but the couple were the only vore themed costume and wearer in the contest, let alone the party. Due to this, this ended up being a very easy win as so many of the people voting on the contest found the idea a very attractive idea for a couples’ costume. The prize was a small trophy which would be picked up when it’s time to leave.

Next off was the karaoke. Konta picked up the microphone and held it against his belly button so Jala could be heard from inside his mate’s gut while singing some of his favorite songs. This, of course, was accompanied by the occasional gurgles and groans of the stomach as it processed the food from the buffet around Jala, leaving him untouched.

The night was finished off with the two going to the dance floor and having the time of their lives. The two danced to their hearts’ contents to the upbeat music that really fit the Halloween theme of the party. Of course, being as absolutely stuffed from eating earlier, this didn’t leave much room for movement in the dance but of course, it only really mattered that they were dancing and having a good time.

Finally, totally worn out, the party came to an end as it was nearly midnight, meaning that Halloween was coming to a close and November was rolling in. Konta proceeded to carry his big fat gut out of the building and back into the car. The two then proceeded to drive home. Once home, Jala decided to never leave his mate’s stomach, a promise he kept for the rest of his life.

To keep true on his word, Jala then asked “can I be a part of you? That way, I can never leave.” Wanting to make his mate happy, he had no objections and said “sure sweetie, I’d love to do that for you.” Immediately, digestive acids rose around the sindropede and started working on him. This caused a tingly sensation as it painlessly started to break down his body into pudge. This process took hours, lasting even well into his mate’s sleep. By the morning, November first, he was completely turned into a layer of fat over Konta’s belly. Jala’s soul then merged with the pudge so that they would be together forever even when Konta was the only one with a body anymore.