"...Well, yes," Noah answers, intrigued. "I do, actually. How did you know?"

"Lucky guess. Say; what's your favorite scary movie?"

"What is this, a survey or something?"

"Just a friendly question..."

Loosening up, Noah begins smiling and playing with his hair, aroused by the girl's sultry voice, mysterious demeanor, and shared interest. "Well, I like It Follows, I like The Cabin In The Woods, I like The Blair Witch Project...My favorite though? That's so hard..."

"I like those movies. They're scary. Hey, tell me, what's your name, cutie?"

Noah giggles slightly. "Why do you wanna know my name?"

"Because I wanna know who I'm looking at."

A chill suddenly creeps down Noah's spine with that unsettling comment. "...What?"

"I said I wanna know who I'm talking to."

"...Y-You're creeping me out! I'm hanging up now!"

"Baby..." The caller stops him with a pleading voice and an affectionate nickname. "If you hang up on me...I'm gonna gut you like a fucking pig."

Her blatant, profane threat only scares Noah off even further, making him mash his thumb down on "End Call". Breath quickened with discomfort, Noah looks down at the phone in disbelief before using it to navigate his way out.

"That was weird...I think I need to get back home..."

"I told you not to hang up on me," angrily but quietly growls the voice from the phone, coming from behind Noah. In-person.

He slowly churns around. From a couple feet away stands a young woman, normal height, normal weight, normal build. But she's kept completely anonymous and generic by a store-bought, slutty Mother Death costume, probably leftover from a Halloween party. In case you don't know what a Mother Death costume looks like, it's comprised of a black hooded tunic with a low neckline and baggy sleeves. The waistline and the sleeves are spiky and tattered, like the end of Batman's cape. Leather gloves, thigh-highs, and high-heels, each black. It's all topped off by a cheap black-and-white mask, its permanent eerie expression styled after The Scream. A ghastly ghost face. Her head is tilted and her arms are crossed behind her back, innocently. It's not so innocent once she reveals she was hiding a blood-stained hunting knife, however. She pinches the base of the blade and slowly wipes it clean of the blood in a threatening gesture.

"Well, at least I'll be getting some exercise in today," Noah utters in a 'here we go again' tone as he hops into a sprint away from the maniac.

Somehow, Ghostface pursues him with an almost even pace despite wearing heels. With this new killer suddenly stealing the spotlight, all of the creepy Charlie dolls become the least of Noah's problems as he's chased through the warehouse by a knife-wielding girl in a Halloween costume. No, not Ms. Myers. With Ghostface gaining on him, Noah thinks fast, grabs one of the packaged Good Girls, and throws her down to the floor, sending her and the stack she supported tumbling down in a small avalanche of boxed-up sex dolls.

"Sorry, Charlies!" Noah calls out with a guilty crack in his voice.

It's effective at deterring Ghostface, however, giving Noah a headstart. That is, except not. Ghostface is magically already ahead of Noah, in his path at the end of the aisle.

"Surprise, Noah."

He freezes before stumbling back in total disbelief and confusion. He thrashes his head back to look behind him. Two Ghostfaces.

"Wh-...How...?"

"We've been watching you for a long time, Noah," one of them explains in that same guttural drone as they slowly close in on him, having him completely surrounded. "We're your biggest fans."

So Noah's show has been hijacked. The Ghostface to Noah's back seizes him from behind and gets him in a Nelson hold while the Ghostface to his front grabs his camera.

"Hi, YouTube!" she speaks directly into the lens, waving at you, before setting the camera down on a Good Girl box so it gets a tripod-esque view of the whole scene.

Then she pantses the restrained Noah, exposing his choice of underwear for today. A pair of hot pink Hello Kitty panties. "...Seriously?"

"THEY'RE MY SISTER'S! I RAN OUT OF UNDERWEAR, OKAY?!" he rushes to vehemently defend himself.

The Ghostfaces both mockingly titter like schoolgirls, while the one who debagged him crouches down so she's eye-level with her favorite content creator's dick. She yanks his thong down out of the way, letting his flaccid cock and plump balls flop out, and she raises her mask ever so slightly to bare her luscious lips. Upon half-unmasking, a small, beige-colored walkie-talkie falls out of her drawn hood, clattering to the floor. A...voice-changer? That explains how they both sound identical. Ghostface kisses the crossdresser's tip and sucks on the side of his shaft, forcing it to distend into an erection for her and her partner-in-crime to play with. The crazy fangirl drops Noah to his knees, and the other Ghostface follows. She gets down on all fours and buries her face into the floor, parking her buttcrack directly on Noah's boner. She takes him for a ride in the doggy position, sliding on and off of him by thrusting back and forth. Her cheeks are so fat and loose, jiggling and rippling wildly every time they kiss his hips.

Her nylon cloak rides all the way up her back, exposing her trunk so her modest little A cups stick out. She gropes herself and twists her own areola while fucking Noah. You can also watch her mouth as it moans beautifully, jaw still hanging out of her mask. Taking the initiative, Noah thrusts only once, and it's to bury himself in her pussy so he can creampie her, making sure to lay one nice big squirt in her womb before pulling out so he can share the rest of the cumshot with her exterior. He thoroughly paints the blank canvas of her back with his thick load, and she groans like a slut as the warm fluids run down her spine. The other Ghostface steps back into the scene and pulls her tunic all the way up, letting her tits flop out to reveal a wonderful pair of S Cups (You read that right, S Cups!). Off in the corner, you can see her flat-chested accomplice cross her arms and look away in jealousy, Noah's seed still running down her legs. The topless Ghostface humbly lowers down to her knees and smooshes her tits together, circling her nipples with her fingertips and inviting Noah to play with them any way he likes.

Noah approaches them, spellbound by their sheer size. Even discounting giantesses like Cthulhu and The Thing, they're not the biggest he's played with; that honor would go to towering monsters like SCP-682 or the Xenomorph. But it's still a special kind of impressive to see such oversized tits belonging to such a relatively mundane, normal human girl. He caresses the gorgeous assets, deciding what to do with them before getting an idea and acting on it. Noah sticks his dick in between Ghostface's breasts, using her bosom as a fleshlight to fuck. He grabs her side-boobs for leverage, and his hands sink into the two balloon-sized glands of fat. Then he starts thrusting away, his cock sliding in and out of her bust while his dick slaps against her cleavage. He titfucks her as hard as he can, plowing her mammaries in the most intense session of paizuri in the series. He clenches his eyes and bows his head as bullets and ropes of cum leap out of Ghostface's cleavage, making a messy sandwich between her tits.

"Wow..." Noah inhales and exhales, winded. "You girls are, uh...Really loyal fans!"

"That's all we wanted to hear, baby. Hope it makes for a good video."

Just like her partner, this Ghostface half-unmasks and uses her newly exposed tongue to wind around his numb tip after grabbing his shaft by the base. He violently tenses up and shrieks as if he just got stuck by her hunting knife.

"Wait, no-no-no, please!"

His pleads fall on deaf ears and Ghostface continues worshiping his cock, extremely sore and tender after the orgasm. Noah is distracted from the cringey sensation when he notices that he happens to be standing right next to where Ghostface left his camera rolling this whole time. He takes the camcorder down from the Good Girl box and begins talking to conclude the video.

"Well, this episode lasted longer than I was expecting...Not that I'm complaining!" he says happily, petting Ghostface on her hood as she begins trailing her kisses up his body, from his crotch to his chest.

The other Ghostface comes up behind him and hugs him, nestling her head happily into his shoulder.

"Giiirls, stooop, you're embarrassing meee," he mumbles bashfully with a shy smirk.

He looks down and his knees are still tied together by his sister's pink panties. He hurriedly redresses himself to hide them from you and the rest of his audience.

"Oh, and remember; don't get jealous, guys! I love all of my fans equally!" He chuckles. "You guys should reach out to me more often!"

The two Ghostfaces both kiss Noah on the opposite cheek, leaving behind a scorching red blush. He giggles like a dumb lovestruck schoolboy. "Oh, girls..."

The video ends at 21:15.