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Katelyn glanced around the empty park and removed her bathrobe, tossing it through the open car window. Naked, she turned to Michael and smiled.

“Your turn, stud. Unless you’re too scared, of course.”

Michael frowned. “I am not scared. I’m just a bit hesitant. That’s different.”

Katelyn rolled her eyes. “Po-tay-to, po-tah-to. Are you gonna call the whole thing off? It’s just skinny dipping.”

“No, of course not. No way am I backing down from a dare.”

“Then strip, dude,” Katelyn replied with a grin.

“Fine, whatever.”

Michael looked in every direction and didn’t see anyone in the darkness. With obvious reluctance, he shrugged off his robe and tossed it through the car window on top of Katelyn’s. Goosebumps dotted his bare skin almost immediately in the evening chill.

“Lookin’ good!” Katelyn remarked as she admired Michael’s naked body. “My boyfriend is hung, baby!”

“Yeah, yeah. Let’s get this over with. A quick skinny dip and we’re done, right?”

Katelyn chuckled and leaned through the car window. “You know what to do, Angela.”

“I do indeed,” Angela replied, flashing a devilish smile. “Have a fun night, you two!”

With that, she rolled up the window, started the car, and drove off. Michael’s jaw dropped as he watched Angela turn onto the boulevard and disappear from view in a sea of taillights.

“What the fuck!” he yelled. “Where the hell is she going?”

“Home,” replied Katelyn, matter-of-factly.

“Home? That’s twenty miles from here! When is she coming back?”

Katelyn laughed. “She’s not coming back, silly.”

Michael’s jaw dropped. “What the fuck are we supposed to do now?”

“I don’t know about you, but I’m crashing a Halloween party.”

Katelyn turned and began walking across the open field toward campus, her bare butt glinting in the moonlight.

“Crashing a Halloween party?” Michael called after her. “As what? We need costumes.”

Katelyn turned around and curtsied. “We already have costumes. I’m Eve. You’re Adam. I thought that’d be obvious.”

“You are fucking insane! We can’t just walk around naked. We’ll get arrested for indecent exposure.”

Katelyn considered this. “Yeah, maybe. Maybe not. That makes it more exciting, don’t you think?”

“I can’t believe this. I’m graduating in six months and already have a job lined up. Well, at least until I get a criminal record and they rescind the offer. You are seriously gonna fuck up my life, Katelyn.”

“All right, Michael,” Katelyn said, placing her hands on her hips and puffing out her ample chest. “Here’s the deal. I’m crashing a party. You can stay here, come with me, run off somewhere else, or do whatever rocks your cock. I don’t care.”

She turned and walked away. Michael shook his head and jogged to catch up, his cock bouncing in time with his footfalls. Katelyn glanced sideways at him and grinned before slapping his bare ass.

“You chose wisely. Besides, how could I be Eve without an Adam?”

Michael narrowed his eyes. “Just because I’m following your stupid plan doesn’t mean I endorse it.”

Katelyn shrugged. “Whatevs, buddy. It’s party time!”

“And how far is this party?”

“About a mile. Straight through campus.”

Michael rolled his eyes. “Well, that’s just perfect. I’ll probably see people I know.”

“If that happens, just say ‘Happy Halloween,’ silly. Simple enough. And introduce me, of course.”

After a run-in with a line of sprinklers, the unclad duo reached the far corner of the park. Michael hung back, shivering as Katelyn stepped onto the sidewalk and pressed the button for the crosswalk. Passing cars honked at her as she waved and shook her breasts. She turned around and motioned for Michael to join her. Shaking his head, Michael walked forward until he was next to Katelyn. Water evaporating off his body made him feel even more naked.

Cars rolled to a stop at the red light as the walk sign illuminated.

“Let’s go, Adam,” said Katelyn as she strutted across the street like a fashion model, eliciting more honks and wolf whistles.

“Yeah, yeah,” Michael replied.

He hurried after her, attracting whistles from several women and a few men. The pair reached the opposite sidewalk and continued onto the college campus. Much to Michael’s dismay, it was packed with costumed students. Then, to his horror, he saw someone he knew walking toward them.

“Oh, shit,” he said, his voice trembling.

“What?” Katelyn asked.

“That’s Grace Davison, my senior thesis advisor. I am so screwed.”

Katelyn shrugged. “Only if you want to be. She does look pretty hot as a witch.” She elbowed Michael in the ribs. “It might be our lucky day, Casanova. Menage a trois!”

Grace turned the other way to chat with a vampire as the pair approached. Michael breathed a sigh of relief, but it was short-lived as Katelyn stopped.

“Hey, Grace!” she exclaimed.

Grace turned around, her eyes opening wide when she saw the naked students. Her face registered a spark of recognition.

“Michael?” she asked.

“Uhh, hey, Dr. Davison. It’s, umm, good to see you.”

“And you,” Grace replied with a grin. “A lot of you, in fact. What’s with the birthday suits?”

“We’re Adam and Eve!” explained Katelyn.

“Well,” said Grace, “you win tonight’s costume contest in my book. Well played.” She turned to Michael. “I’ll see you tomorrow, though probably less of you.”

“Yes, Dr. Davison. Looking forward to it.”

Grace walked away, chuckling as Katelyn and Michael continued through the growing crowd of students and faculty. Michael wanted to hurry along, but Katelyn stopped for photos with everyone who asked, which was a lot of people. The festive crowd was especially slap-happy, so the pair’s butt cheeks were bright red after just a few minutes.


Finally, after twenty minutes, they exited the campus and crossed the street into a wealthy neighborhood. Michael’s jaw dropped as Katelyn turned up the driveway of the largest mansion on the street.

“The party is here?” he asked. “Seriously?”

“Yeah, isn’t it awesome! The food is gonna be amazing!”

The pair made their way up the driveway and joined a line of costumed people shuffling toward the front door. A rather large and intimidating security guard was checking everyone’s tickets.

“Oh, shit!” Michael exclaimed. “We don’t have tickets.”

Katelyn waved her hand dismissively. “Pfft, leave that to me.”

As they reached the head of the line, the guard raised an eyebrow.

“Umm, what are you supposed to be?”

“Adam and Eve!” Katelyn exclaimed with a grin.

The guard looked them up and down. “Tickets?”

Katelyn spun around theatrically. “I’m afraid we left those at home, along with everything else.”

“Well,” the guard replied, thinking. “The party is by invitation only, so I’m not supposed to do this, but you two go on and head inside. Have fun.”

“Thanks!” Katelyn exclaimed, grabbing Michael by the wrist. “Let’s go, Adam!”

They walked through the French doors and into the foyer, grabbed glasses of champagne from a tray, and headed to the backyard to join the party. As they stepped out onto the deck, Michael’s jaw dropped.

“There must be three hundred people here,” he whispered.

“Yeah, and we’re gonna kick all their asses in the costume contest. Come on, buddy. Activate mingle mode!”

With Katelyn chatting up a storm, the naked couple worked their way through the crowd in two hours: from aliens and Beatles to Yodas and zombies. Everyone loved the nude duo’s sexy costumes and, as Katelyn predicted, promised to vote for them. Michael was starting to loosen up after much mingling and even more champagne. With the alcohol flowing freely, the feisty female guests were very hands-on with the well-hung hunk, much to Katelyn’s endless amusement. Meanwhile, she thoroughly enjoyed the gift of touch all over her bare flesh.

Finally, a woman dressed as Medusa with a veil over her eyes stepped onto a platform near the back door and addressed the guests.

“Ladies and gentlemen! I trust you’re having a wonderful time. I’m Aurelia Gordon, the proprietor of this establishment, and I’m so happy you’ve all joined us this evening.” She paused for a round of applause before continuing. “At this time, I am pleased to announce our costume contest winners. This will probably come as no surprise, but the award goes to Adam and Eve!”

Katelyn dragged Michael through the crowd as everyone clapped and cheered. They stepped onto the platform and shook Aurelia’s hand.

“Thanks!” Katelyn exclaimed with a huge grin. “It’s such an honor to win!”

“Indeed it is,” Aurelia replied. “In fact, I have a special prize in mind for you two. Please follow me.”

The trio stepped down from the platform, slipped through the crowd, and onto the grass. Aurelia led Katelyn and Michael across the expansive lawn and through a gap in a hedgerow. After some twists and turns, they entered an open area dotted with stone pedestals. Marble nudes stood atop most of them in various dynamic poses, but the pedestal in the center was unoccupied.

“As you can see,” Aurelia said, “my collection is incomplete. If you would be so kind as to stand on that platform, I’ll give you your prize.”

Michael felt a sudden shiver and twinge of unease, but Katelyn bounded onto the stone block and turned to face Aurelia.

“How should we pose?” Katelyn asked.

“Hmm,” Aurelia replied. “How about holding hands in mid-stride?”

“Sound great! Come on, Michael! Get your sexy ass up here already!”

Michael felt something was wrong but couldn’t put his finger on it, so he joined Katelyn on the pedestal. They held hands and faced Aurelia. The Gorgon laughed, sending a chill down Michael’s spine.

“Hold that pose for a moment,” Aurelia said. “This won’t take long.”

She reached up and pulled the veil from her face before locking eyes with the two friends. Aurelia’s eyes were a brilliant green, the pupils vertical slits. Katelyn and Michael immediately felt a deep coldness. Katelyn wanted to compliment Aurelia on her beautiful eyes, but she couldn’t speak or move. Neither could Michael.

Aurelia laughed, a high-pitched cackle that reverberated through the statue garden.

“Thank you for joining my collection. Aurelia isn’t my real name. I’m Euryale, Medusa’s older sister. I’m enchanted to meet you.”

Michael and Katelyn felt a heaviness in their feet. Their eyes were still locked with Euryale’s, so they couldn’t look down. But they didn’t need to look down to know what was happening. They were turning to stone.

Euryale smiled. “This worked out so perfectly, don’t you think? Usually, I have to trick people into stripping and posing for me, but you two were quite agreeable—and already naked! I couldn’t have planned it better myself.”

The heaviness ascended their legs, transforming them forever into solid marble. The petrifying wave reached their loins, rendering their manhood and womanhood in stone before continuing up their abdomens.

“This is, of course, only one section of my statue garden. The labyrinth holds many secrets and even more petrified people like you are about to become. I am quite prolific with my art.”

The marble ascended to their shoulders, stilling their hearts before spilling down their arms and joining their hands together for eternity. Finally, it climbed their necks and flowed over their mouths and noses.

“If I’m honest,” Euryale continued, “I’m quite jealous of you. While I enjoy collecting my art, I often wonder what it must feel like to become a statue.” She gestured absently at the stone figures all around the clearing. “I’ve certainly watched the process a time or two. I suppose it’s a once-in-a-lifetime experience. I hope you enjoy it!”

Euryale’s ramblings fell silent as their ears petrified. The Gorgon dimmed and faded to darkness as their eyes became blank marble orbs. The transformation crested their heads before cascading down their tangled locks, fusing them into solid masses of stone. And, with that, it was finished.

Euryale walked around her latest acquisitions, admiring their nude bodies from every angle—even getting rather hands-on with the merchandise. Eventually, satisfied with her handiwork, she put on her veil and returned to the party.

Adam and Eve stayed behind as immortal monuments to the dawn of creation, ensnared by their sense of adventure and risk. Unlike mere mortals, they withstood the centuries with hardly a scratch, thanks to Euryale’s loving care for her petrified collection. In a sense, it was better to become art and be the prized possessions of a deathless creature, forever trapped in their original skin.

Copyright 2024 Olivia Zoe Quinn

Photo by David Menidrey on Unsplash


Story notes

Like a lot of my stories, this one is a personal fantasy. I love the thought of being naked in public with absolutely nothing to fall back on. No clothes stashed away, no phone, no friend with a car… nothing.

Unlike most of my fantasies, going to a Halloween party as Eve is something I can actually do. In fact, it’s a fantasy I plan to make a reality. I just need to convince one of my male friends to be Adam. Wish me luck!


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Olivia Zoe Quinn lives in Ohio with her dog and two cats, who mostly get along. She is pursuing her BA in Creative Writing while working part-time in a lingerie shop. She may be found after hours standing motionless among the mannequins. Olivia is the Editor-in-Chief of Stone Cold Stories and an Associate Editor at Rock Hard Press and GAZMYK Magazine. Olivia is the author of the upcoming sci-fi erotica novel, StoneSport Chronicles: Volume 1, due out in the fall of 2024.

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