"Oh, I see..." Luna considered this for a moment. "Well, um... I guess we could try it." She hesitated, feeling somewhat nervous about being the subject of such scrutiny. "But remember," she added with a reassuring smile, "it's just supposed to be fun."

The girls nodded in understanding and began asking people around them what they thought of Luna.

As the questions came flying at her, Luna tried her best to remain calm and collected. Some people said they'd smash her, some said they'd pass, and a few seemed unsure. The whole experience was oddly exhilarating, like being part of some strange game where your worth was determined by the opinions of others.

Eventually, they finished with the smash or pass challenge and decided to film another TikTok video together.

With a smile and a wink, Luna lowered herself down slowly, letting the boys get a good look at everything they'd been talking about all night. As she came back up to standing position again, she felt a warmth spread through her chest that had nothing to do with embarrassment or shyness. For the first time in a long while, Luna felt truly appreciated and accepted for who she was.

"Well," she said finally, "I think it's about time we called it a night."

"A Halloween party?" Luna repeated with a grin. She looked around at the group of eager faces before her, feeling both flattered and surprised by their enthusiasm. "Well... I suppose I could make some time for that," she said teasingly. "But only if you promise to dress up in your best costumes!"

The fans cheered wildly at this prospect, already beginning to brainstorm ideas for what they would wear tomorrow night.

The reporter beamed even wider. "Oh, of course! That would be wonderful." She held out a small notepad and a sharpie, obviously eager for Luna to sign it. As she scribbled down her name on the page, the reporter leaned in close, lowering her voice conspiratorially.

"So, I've been meaning to ask... with all your success and fame, how do you keep your marriage so strong?" Her eyes gleamed with interest as she waited for Luna's response.

Luna looked up from signing the notepad, her smile never wavering. "Well, first and foremost, communication is key. We make sure to talk about everything - our hopes, our dreams, our fears. And we always prioritize quality time together, even when life gets crazy busy."

She paused thoughtfully before continuing. "But I think the most important thing is that we both genuinely enjoy each other's company. We still have fun together, laugh at silly things, and support one another no matter what challenges come our way."

Finally, one of the men decides that he wants to take things a step further. He slips his hand under Luna's skirt and begins to slowly push something into her ass; she feels cold metal pressing against her sphincter as he forces it inside. It's an engagement ring, and he seems proud of himself for being the one to "reward" her in this way.

Luna bites back a yelp of pain, doing her best not to draw any attention to what's happening.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, the men seem satisfied with their "tips" and begin to disperse from the table. Luna remains there for a moment longer, catching her breath and trying to compose herself before finally making her way back over to Ray.

As she sits down beside him, he glances at her in concern. "Are you okay?" he whispers, noticing the obvious discomfort she's in. Luna nods slowly, forcing a weak smile onto her lips. "Yeah,"

Deciding that there's no point in going any further with this line of thought, Luna pulls on a pair of fitted cotton briefs and steps into a delicate lace thong. As for her top, she chooses a nearly see-through black bralette that leaves little to the imagination.

With a deep breath, she turns back around to face them, feeling exposed but also oddly empowered by their reactions. Ray's eyes widen in surprise while several other men nearby start whispering and pointing in their direction.

It's clear that her choice of attire has definitely made an impression on everyone around them, but Luna is determined to focus on the game and not let it get to her. She reaches for a stack of chips, feeling more confident than ever as she sits down at the table next to Ray.

As they begin playing again, Luna can't help but feel a thrill every time someone looks her way; she knows that she has everyone's attention now and there's no turning back.

As the man continues to leer at her, Luna feels a trickle of sweat run down her spine. She knows that she can't just play along forever; soon enough, this will go too far and she'll need to find a way out of this situation. But for now, she decides to indulge him, if only to buy herself some time.

With a coy smile, Luna wiggles her hips slightly, drawing attention to the pajamas in her ass cheeks. "And what does it say?"

"Oh!" Luna exclaims in mock surprise, glancing down at her butt as if noticing the writing for the first time. "Well, I guess that means you'll have to show me a good time, won't you?" She tilts her head up toward him, batting her eyelashes innocently.

The man lets out a throaty laugh, reaching for Luna and pulling her close against his body. "Oh, I think I can manage that," he whispers into her ear before pressing his lips against her neck.