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I look down at him and giggle. "Okay babyy whatever you want..." I offer him my hand, which he takes and steps to escort mee offstage. I think he likes this dumb girlfriend bit so I embellish, pretending I need his help stepping down, giggling again.

"What happened to the little man's camera?" I ask, with a girlish little pout as we <click click click> start to walk towards the door,"Are we done taking pictures?" The photographer gave up quick, it seemed; these other random guys in here are still trying to sneak photos of me with there phones but they all have that same confused expression. Maybe that same weird thing that happens with my phone too - I haven't been able to take a good selfie in days haha so weird

I'm walking proud, seven feet of proud, striding right past these other girls and seeing how Charlie's attention is all on me. They look at him, holding my arm, and look at me, and they look confused too. Yesss he's all mine bitchesss get yr own lil Ken doll haha

The door is opened and we're shown down a hall that leads to the main exhibit, uh...hall <giggle> here we go!
 
***Soooooo srrry huns on the delay - i'm as eager for ambigcapt to return as everyone else. keep watching hopefully we'll have something new soon!!! xoxoxox***
 
***again sooooo srrry hunnies but there are developments an i think things are lookin good for the near future. thx thx thx for all yr patience ***
 
Say hello to your new Charlie everyone! Without further ado lets get this show back on the road!

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"Wow, look at this place!" I blurt as I take it all in. The main floor has booth after booth of people selling things, little overpriced knick-knacks and t-shirts of superheroes and characters in TV shows. Beyond that, signs were everywhere. Countless advertisements for all the different events going on throughout the day line the walls and booths. Above them, a giant banner reading 'Welcome to Herocon!' greeted everyone who entered.

"They've really outdone themselves this year!" I squeal. I'm so excited!

And yet, I can't help but feel apprehensive. This was after all my first time I've really been out in public since my ankle healed. I hate to admit it, but I've gotten a lot smaller since then and people are really starting to look at me funny. Having Kat here helps... more people stare at her than me, but still they look down on me both physically and figuratively. As if me being short makes me less of a person. 

Man, there's a lot more people here than I thought there would be... Maybe this was a bad idea after all...

Kat's hands grab my shoulders from behind, giving them an encouraging squeeze. I feel warmth radiating off of her massive bosom even from behind me, and suddenly I don't care so much about other people's opinions of me. I look up at her, disarming green eyes and knowing smile beaming back at me over the swell of her protruding chest. Having her so close, I catch a whiff of her perfume. 

God, how does she always smell so good? It lights a fire in me, and with her by my side I feel like I could take on the world!

And just like that, my enthusiasm returns. After all, I'd feel terrible if all this work and money that Kat spent went to waste just because I decided I wanted to wallow in self pity today. With Kat behind me, I resolve myself. I'm going to enjoy myself, other people's opinions be damned!
 
****and were backkkk so oooo welcome new charlie !! And ty again to our readers for yr patience xxooxxo ***

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..!... omigod.

l-look at her ! ... fuck me, man.

is she real??

All these little voices.

it's gotta be a...a trick, right?

she's so huge

jesus

All these haha little people.

I notice it's mostly men, reallly, at this thing. Lots and lots of men. Walking around, standing at the tables. Some girls, some in costume, but mostly guys in sillyy tshirts with bad hair. Talking to each other, looking at comics and posters and video screens or books and toys and clothes. But they look at mee, they almost all do, as I walk thru the halll with Charlie at my side.

"So many people, hm, sweetie?" I ask, not knowing if he's heard me from wway up here. I'm 2 feet taller than him with these heels his head is below my boobs haha.

I havent been in a crowd like this in ages, a long time, and i'm struck by how different everyone loooks from more than seven feet off the ground. Their voices are like a dull droning buzz, but with this new amazing hearing i have i can tell many of them are talking talking talking about me, or Charlie and me, as we pass . so funnny, they all seem, so...like...smalll. And among them i feel i dunno, what's the word haha

they're just all so small! and their eyes on me make me feel different, different than them. It makes me feel big inside, like...proud? But no matter. Tho Charlie may be the smallest of them all, down there staying close to my hip, to me he's the only one i'm seeing as a, like, real person. the pheromones i'm giving him right now are keeping him feeling positive and confident bc i know how anxious and unsure of himself he'd be if i didn't help him. poor thing!

the crowd is just like parting ahead of us as we walk and i hear the photos being taken and the confusion and haha that guy just tripped. I just hold my head up pay them all no mind the little buggie bugs and toss my huge mane of blonde

"What do you want to do, hunnny?" I ask, my hand on his upper back, between his shoulderrs, "Anything you really want to do first?"
 
"What do you want to do, hunnny? Anything you really want to do first?"
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All these people are so loud, but I can hear her question even through all the chatter. Something about her voice makes it easy to pick out of a crowd. To be honest, I don't know where to start! I see a large crowd gathering towards the other end of the hall that gets my attention. I hear murmurs of Marvel, and then I remember.

"The Avengers trailer!" I recall, "I forgot they were showing it here!" I grab Kat's hand, hanging at about my mid-chest and pull her towards all the commotion. I can hear her giggling behind me, her long, marvelous legs easily keeping up with the fevered pace of my short ones. As we approach the crowd though I start realize a potential problem.

How am I going to see over all these people?

Despite my concerns, it doesn't end up being a problem. At the sight of Kat the crowd parts like the Red Sea, allowing us to simply walk to the front. We find an awesome spot with barely anyone ahead of us, and we've got a front row seat to this massive screen. Right now it's showing shots of the crowd, people in costumes and superhero t-shirts cheering and hustling to get a good view. There's a timer in the corner that just ticked below 1 minute, presumably counting down to the trailer. I can't believe it, we just barely made it!
 
omg how adorbs he's pulled me thru the crowdd tugging on me like an excited little boy. now, what is this we're going to be watching? up on that huge video monitor thatt everyone's facing? right now it's just crowdd shots like someone's got a live camera pointing it out focusing on peoplle - there's a cute couple dressed like the Flintstones. They wave at the camera helllo. A guy with some space helmet, doesn't even know he's onscreen, and - ahahaha!! that's us!! omigod that's us up there standing at the front of a crowd Charlie in his little nude outfit, and haha i look like a giant towering over him from behind but huh

u can't see my face/ it's like not there, a weird line of missing pixels straight across the screen, right across my eyes. and when the camera zooms in on me - which it does, closer and closer and haha closer I wonder why they chose me oh gosh my boobs are gigantic - the line of interference just grows bigger and bigger

so weird, right??

anyway, soon enough camera's off us and on a group of what are they called stormytroops and that countdown in the corner is almost done. what's coming?

I guess here it is!

oh, the avengers. that's like a group of superheros, right? and this is some trailer to a sequel to a sequel to a prequel Charlie tells me from where he stands in front of me, still as excited as a little kid. I drape my arms over his shoulderrs and pull him in close as the action starts...
 
The spectator cam hovers on Kat and I for an uncomfortable amount of time. It really puts it into perspective though, how much things have changed. Kat towers over absolutely everyone in the crowd, and me more than anyone. The next tallest person barely comes up to her chin - or at least where her chin would be. There's a bunch of pixelation over her face. What's the deal with that anyway? I heard those camera guys from earlier grumbling about technical issues, they must still be happening. Kinda eerie that it only seems to be happening to Kat though...

And then there's me. Standing in front of Kat I look like a child, a kid at his mother's dress skirts even though I'm actually the older one. It doesn't help that Kat seems to enjoy treating me like one, and that I'm too enraptured by her goddess-like body to resist her.

The timer ticks to zero and a hush falls over the crowd. Iron Man explodes on to the screen, whizzing around and blasting aliens in the face. Kat's hands rest on my shoulders, and my heart starts to race as she pulls me closer. She rests those huge, achingly soft breasts on my head, and I'm surprised by how much they weigh on me. She always makes carrying them seem so easy, almost effortless, but man, they're really heavy!

Another explosion rocks the screen, and in response Kat pulls me even closer. My head comes to rest against her trim stomach, the only part of her that isn't swollen with femininity. Though her thighs have a thick layer of softness to them I feel the powerful muscles lurking underneath flex against my back. Her body almost seems to surround mine, and that wonderful, omnipresent smell of hers pulls me even deeper into her fold. Every point of contact against her heavenly body is pure, warm bliss. I close my eyes as I lose myself in the feeling, the trailer continuing to play forgotten in the background. At this point I'm barely lucid. I could stay like this forever... tucked deep in her warm embrace.

After some time like this, I open my eyes. Where am I again? My mind feels foggy, as if a thick, warm cloud was blocking the higher functions of my brain. Oh right the convention... watching the trailer... where did everybody go? And why is my underwear so... oh shit! A massive erection pokes its way over my rubber codpiece. Thank god I'm wearing spandex underneath, but even with it I'm still getting glares and disgusted looks thrown at me. I try to cover the embarrassing bulge with my hands, but my dick has gotten so fucking big lately that it barely makes a difference. It's already bad enough that I completely missed the trailer, but now this?

"Kaaat..." I whine as I try to squirm away from her, but her hands keep me firmly locked in her smothering embrace. "Kat, Please... there are people staring..."
 
"Shhhh...it's okayy..." I slowly purrrr, the emotions and feelings i've been getting offf him over the past couple minutes putting me in my own state of bliss, "..let them stare."

the trailer for the movie has ended and most of the crowd has filtered away back to the exhibt tables but still there are these hangers-on lurkers surreptitiously looking at us looking at me and looking at what's happening to - oh, the poor boyy, i can sense its a big one - Charlie down there

"I'm sorry about your boner," I whisper, just loud enough for him to hear, "c'mon, here..."

With that I gently turn him, so that he faces me, so that I can pull his face into my sternum and the erection creeping up towards his bellly presses in between my thighs, hidden from the creeps trying to sneak pictures of us.

"There...is that better?" I ask, smiling aas I pet the back of his skull and give the sad circle of sleazes a view of me resting my big breasts on top of his little head.

Despite how embarrassing this probably is for Charlie, I feel i dunno like glorious. I know I need to protect him, but since we got here there's something about being the heart of all this attention, the focus of so many sets of eyes and minds, that's so exhilarating, something that's making me aware of all this magic inside me. As sneaky and sly as they're trying to be, its like i can feel every click of every camera, every furtiv gape and skulking stare and its all making everything stronger and making me realize how different I am from all these people and how for Charlie I'm becoming, like...nngh...everything.

"We can stay here as long as it takes, sweetie," I whisper to him, smiling secretly, hand on the nape of his neck in our embrace as the eyes still stare, "as long as you need..."
 
Nngh, oh God...

I'm turned towards her now, my face pressed against her and I'm taking big lung fulls of that intoxicating scent of hers. Her boobs rest pleasantly on my head, and from underneath them I see people staring. It's mortifying... all these people seeing me in such a state. I'm thankful to be wearing a mask all of a sudden.

"We can stay here as long as it takes, sweetie,"
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She coos down to me, and at the sound of her sweet voice I nearly lose it right there. My arms instinctively wrap around her, and I find myself hugging her hips as she tenderly holds me close. My hands can only barely reach the outer swells of her plush rear end, and the realization only fuels my building arousal. Mmnngh... So fucking big... My fingers sink into her abundant softness, and my traitorous cock swells even larger, burrowing further between her thighs like a rabid animal. My hips betray me as well, and I feel humiliated as I start to rut against her. God, the tiny bit of friction gives me immense pleasure, and I know if I keep this up there's only one way it can end.

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No! C'mon Charles, get a hold of yourself!

I give one last mighty thrust between her thighs, and I hold on to Kat's hips for dear life as I withhold this tremendous orgasm. A vein pops on my forehead, and I'm thankful that Kat can't see my face turning purple in exertion.

And God, I get so close. For a few tense moments my balls feel like they're going to explode. Every cell in my body screams at me to let go, to release myself between these heavenly thighs of hers, but still I hold myself back. In a Herculean effort that surprises even myself I somehow manage to hold on through the worst of it, and I can feel my erection finally, finally receding. It doesn't go all the way down... and my testicles feel like they weigh about twenty pounds each... but hey, a win's a win!

"Okay," I say, reassuring myself "I think I'm going to be okay."
 
"You're sure hun?" I ask sweetly, petting his head tenderly, "You're going to be okay?"

Haha I could have done it so eeeeeasy, right? Made him come right here, with my thighs, with my pheromoans, in frontt of all these poeople. A couple purrred whispers down to him - its okay, sweetie, it's okay. It'd make u feel better, wouldn't it? It's okay I don't mind... - and the smallest squeeze to him between my legs and ooo I could have had him coming in his little costume, making a mess up his belly. The thought makes me giggle him wilting into me, passssing out then Barbie Kitty would have to lift her little Ken and carry him through the crowdd all sticky haha.

I could have done it so easy but I didn't. I didn't bc I'm a good girlfriend, right? Charlie wants to be here, to see all this and he should be able to, hm? But maybe he's feeling a little, like, overwhelmed

I can feel him still swollen against my thighs

"Are you sure you're okay?" I ask, pulling away from him just enough so he can look up past my boobs to see my face, and the dazzling smile I give him, "Are you sure I'm not too much for you, being here?"
 
"Too much?" I repeat. She's loosened her grip on me, enough that i'm able to get my head out from under her heavy chest, at least. I look up at her, way way up at her over the mountains that her breasts have become, and I'm once again reminded of the difference between us. I've become so small while Kat is practically knocking on Olympus's door.

Sometimes I forget just how beautiful she is. Her body is something from out of this world of course - tall, slim and massively curvy - but her face is something else entirely. Surrounded by her luscious golden mane, Her smile is big, inviting and shows me just how brilliantly white her teeth are. And her eyes - God her eyes - the endless green pools bore into me, into my soul, so intensely green that it almost looks like they're glowing. I feel laid bare, as if she can see even my deepest and darkest of secrets.

And her hair... in the light of the convention it surrounds her in an aura of gold, the loose waves tumbling over her shoulders and those giant breasts of hers. It's beautiful... so long and luxurious. She's gorgeous as a blonde, of course... but I really like her natural color a lot too. I find myself imagining what Kat would look like with her real hair this long, the waves of rich, thick mahogany flowing to the posh curve of her ass. Or maybe... I think to myself, even longer than that...

I suddenly realize I've been staring at her. My face flushes and I stumble for a reply to her earlier question. "No Kat, you're not too much for me..." I say lamely, "please... just let me go..." I feel my arousal start to flare up again. I have to get away from her, this... this... goddess before I embarrass myself.
 
"Let you go?" I repeat, giggling feeling the urge to coquettishly flufff out my huge mane of hair as i feel him focused on it for the moment, "I spent so much time catching you, why would I ever let you go?"

The gaze he's giving me - that dazed, gaping stare - is something i could just ooo bathe in for hours. it's times like this when he's most open to me, and its like i can feel his thoughts, see his mind. He likes the hair, and I can imaginie myself growing my real hair longer and longer and longer for him, thick like a nest. He's focused stunned by my eyes my big teeth and just a smile can make him twitch. When i have his attention like this its like sometimes i can almost hear what he's thinking and there are words echoing around in there - 'too much'...'gorgeous'...

...'goddess'.

Haha i like that!!

"I'm not going to let you go," I continue, bringing one hand up to possessively pet his face with the brush of tender fingers, "but yes let's take a walk, see what you might like around here...is that what you want?"

Before he even can speak, I take his hands in both of mine and - still with my biggest smile - start to lead him into the throngs of the exhibitt hall. This is, i know, about dominance right now. It's time to show him how things are, how i'm bigger and stronger than him - bigger and stronger than them all -

"C'mon," I bid,, with command, "I need to show everyone that you're mine..."
 
This con is kinda lame, smaller than the recent ones I've been to. It's great to meet fans and stuff but I've only sold a handful of sketches so far. I hope th-

Oohhhh my... what? Who is that? A huge mane of blonde hair, head, and shoulders are towering above the crowd, making her way through it this way... jesus...
 
"I need to show everyone that you're mine"...
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Mine... Something about that word, maybe the way she said it, stokes me to my very core. I move my legs. I don't think I could have resisted even if I wanted to.

Kat leads me along the convention floor, her larger hand completely encompassing my own. I follow the sway of those voluptuous hips as she leads me. Her ass is just... God, it's enormous. Feminine and pleasantly plump, but backed with a power earned by countless hours at the gym. Those teeny nylon shorts of hers are working overtime, stretched taut by more ass than they were ever meant to contain. I try not to stare, but man, my willpower isn't what it used to be.

She's led me to the exhibit floor, and my interest is piqued. Look at all this cool stuff! I look around, seeing posters, action figures, comic books, anything and everything a geek like me could ever want or ask for. She takes me around, letting me see it all, but never allowing me to stray too far from her side. Her hand is always there... holding me or gently caressing me, just letting me know she's there. It makes me feel oddly secure. I should assert my independence, I know, but honestly it makes me a little nervous being so small in such a big crowd.

Every once in a while I'll see something I like, a comic book or an action figure or something, and I'll show Kat. She ooh's and ahh's, being her usual giggly self. I can tell none of this interests her as much as it does me, but she seems to be having plenty of fun keeping me in a constant state of arousal. Her gentle caresses send shivers down my spine, and my cock surges when she 'accidentally' bumps my head with those giant breasts. Her body feels amazing against mine. So big and warm and soft.

We meander our way along the booths, not really seeing anything worth the inflated prices that vendors charge at events like these. It's all mostly $40 t-shirts and old comics that I could buy cheaper online. Cool stuff, but nothing I can't get online for cheaper.

That is until one familiar-looking booth catches my eye. It's a modest little booth with some art pinned up. Why does it look so familiar? I squint, trying to tell where I've seen it before, but then it hits me. I turn away, hoping Kat hadn't seen where I was looking.

Probably not a good idea to go over there...
 
"Oooo do you know this artist?" I ask, turning both of us back to the booth he wass so obviously trying to get me to not notice. That one with the small crowd of people, gathered around an artist doing a sketch. The artist is kinda cute, in a disheveled nerdy kinda way. Glasses. He looks young. and up on some displays he has his pictures and haha i kinda see why Charlie was leading me away. Pictures of superheroes, monsters, aliens. And lots of them with oh my - boobs and hips that just <giggle> seem right up Charlie's alley.

"Who is this?" I ask, as I approach the table withh Charlie in tow. Just then, tho, the little crowd parts in front of us and on the tabletop right next to the little man who now looks up at me from his drawing i see a poster:


SATURDAY 10-4
internet sensation
animator and illustrator
JOSHUA67​



"Hi," I say.
 
"Uh..." I stutter, suddenly face to face with this tall, beautiful buxom woman. "...h-hey."

I had been watching her from my artist's booth as she walked around the convention center, towering over most of the other con-goers. She caught my eye almost immediately with her tall stature and curvy frame, not to mention her pretty face. Thought she was super hot. Whoever she's with is a lucky guy, I had mused. And when the crowd became less dense and her body was less obstructed, my god - her boobs are huge.

But that view from afar was nothing compared to seeing her now, standing right in front of me. Up close I notice she's apparently dressed like a big Barbie doll. I can see every little detail of her ensemble - little nylon shorts, a huge wig of blonde hair, and that tight, tight white Barbie tee. She had walked up to my booth in the middle of me doing a drawing for some fans, so I'm just kinda sitting here awkwardly, pencil in hand, staring up at her. She has these big pouty pink lips and looong eyelashes, which she's batting down at me.

Being this close to such a hot girl makes my mouth dry all of a sudden, and I fumble over myself.

"Uh..." I repeat. "Is there s-something I can help you with?"
 
Has he even noticed me here?

With a single word Kat already has his full attention. I watch his eyes roam my girlfriend's body. I want to feel jealous, but honestly I can't even blame him for looking. Kat is a sexual paragon and her outfit only emphasizes that fact. No, right now I'm more frustrated by the fact that even with all the ogling he still hasn't noticed me here, tucked in close to her warm, thick thigh. Have I become so small, so eclipsed by Kat that I'm practically invisible?

He has some drawings pinned up, examples of his work. I'm sure by now that Kat has noticed that deep cleavage, wide hips and big, bubbly butts are all recurring themes of his. It's no secret to Kat that I'm a fan of big, curvy women, and it doesn't take a genius to figure out why I was trying to steer her away. She might even recognize a picture or two from my computer...

Oh man, why did she have to catch me looking...
 
"Well yes," I purr, acutely aware of the anxiety pouring offf of Charlie, attached to my hip there, "in fact there is..."

Charlie's nervous, nervous about me meeting this artist. Nervous about the attention. The mousy little man - is this "Joshua", the "internet sensation"? - for his part is just gaping up at me like he's not used to living goddesses just appearring in front of him haha.

"My boyfriend, Charlie," I begin, one hand coming to rest on his back as I urge him forward, noticing the unfinished drawing on the table, "is a big fan of yours..."

charlie's awkward swallow is audible, I hear it from up here. He greets the guy with a clumsy wave and smile but then looks up to me, as if for direction, guidance.

"...and he was wondering," I continue, innocently but with a lil plot of mischief already fully formed under this big blond wig, "if you could do a porttrait of us."
 
"My boyfriend, Charlie, is a big fan of yours..."
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Oh God, she knows. How does she always know? I nervously wave at Joshua before looking up at Kat. She pays me no mind, but I can see her bright green eyes sparkle with mischief. What are you up to?

"...and he was wondering if you could do a portrait of us."
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"W-What?!" I splutter, finally seeing what Kat was getting at. My reaction delights her, and I can tell by her devious, gleaming smile that Kat's loving this. A small crowd is gathering, and she revels in the extra attention. An excited murmur makes its way through the horde of clearly interested men. This only makes me even more nervous. I don't think she knows how dangerous of a game she's playing, messing with all these people, and I try to diffuse the situation.

"He can't do that..." I search for an excuse, anything to escape, "He's already drawing something!" I provide. It's a lame excuse, I know, but maybe it will at least buy me some time while I find a better one.
 
It's not until she introduces him that I finally notice, a bit sheepishly, that there's a man standing in front of her. I had been more than a bit distracted by this beautiful woman and hadn't even realized he was standing there, mostly due to his short stature compared to hers.

Actually, even without her standing there, he's a little easy to miss... kind of a short guy. This is her boyfriend??

She points to him, mentioning that he's a fan of mine and that he wants me to draw a portrait of the two of them.

Normally I love to talk to fans, but with her here it's hard to concentrate on anything else. The way she talks is intoxicating. She speaks with such clarity and conviction, and I've watched her a little from before - she struts throughout the convention center with the same confidence. Her smile is brilliantly white, her eyes twinkling, and she keeps tucking her blonde Barbie hair behind her ear in the kind of way only cute girls can. J-jesus, it's girls like these that make me nervous... I can't believe she's even talking to me.

Before I can even respond, her boyfriend points out that I'm in the middle of a drawing. Shit. I can't let this woman slip away! I need to draw her! She's like all the fantasy women I draw, come to life right before my very eyes!

"W-wait," I say, clearing my throat, "I'll be done with this one in a second, just- just, uh, stay right there..."
 
"You are done with this one," I say, giggling as I lean down to both haha putt my breasts - tightly stretching out the "B A R B I E" of my t-shirt - right in front of his face and also putting my one hand smack right in themiddle of the pencill sketch of something he's doing-

<<crrrrinkle>>

"Right?"

His eyes sort of goggle at me, and he sputters something just as I notice, in the booth next door, a rack of hanging costumes. One flash of red catches my eye

"Oooo can I dress up for our picture??" I ask, both this artist guy and Charlie, as I step through another part in the crowd to the selection of ahhh all these costumes...
 
Kat leans over, and I swear I hear her shorts scream. The slightest sliver of cheek peeks out from under the creaking nylon, and I just gawk for a few seconds at the feminine marvel that is Kat's ass. Truly breathtaking, she proudly jutts it into the open air of the convention center. A big, plump shelf of a booty, shaped by strong muscle but swollen with feminine softness. Her long legs are on excellent display as well, and I can see her taut hamstrings flex under the flawless skin of her thigh. My erection strains against my jumpsuit as I stare, and at this moment I want nothing more than to be between those heavenly thighs once again.

I shake my head, finding my willpower as I turn my gaze to the crowd. Most everyone is staring just like I was, and her brazen display of femininity pulls even more people into our growing audience. One guy even has the nerve to take out his phone and take a picture. That irritates me, but then I see other people doing it as well, some taking videos, and I see confusion and then frustration on their faces. I remember seeing looks like that on those camera guys from earlier. I wonder if that weird technical issue they were having is still happening. I hope so. That would be some justice.

I hear paper crumpling, and Kat throws something over her shoulder before she struts to the next booth over. There's clothes hanging up over there... Costumes, looks like. She's asking me if she can dress up. What does she mean? We're already in costumes... does she want to change into something else?

"S-Sure..." I say, but she's already looking through them. She knew I would say yes.
 
Holy cow her boobs are huge.

She's leaned so close to me that I can see down her top a little bit! Jesus those are the biggest tits I've ever seen in my life, and they're stretching the material of her shirt so much I'm afraid it's going to rip. I almost forget that I'm supposed to be drawing a picture until she starts crumpling up the paper I'm working on.

"H-hey, what are y-you-" I start, but find myself unable to continue as she gives me this sexy smirk and giggle, tossing the paper aside.

"Right?"
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I swallow nervously. "W-well, I, uh.. I g-guess so..." I say, finding myself unable to disagree with the sexy cosplayer in front of me.

Suddenly she spots the booth next to mine filled with costumes and cosplay attire, and excitedly bounces over to it.

I snap out of my haze, silently kicking myself for agreeing so easily to a commission by a woman who waltzed right in, despite everyone else waiting their turns. I'm not going to let myself be taken advantage of by her just because she's attractive! Whatever... I'll just charge her extra for the commission. Win-win!

I flip open my sketchbook to a blank page and sharpen my pencil for this next piece. I notice her boyfriend is standing there, mouth slightly open and kind of looking distracted. Wanting to know more about this mystery woman, I clear my throat and ask him, "So sir, uh, is this going to be a full-body illustration? That'll be extra. And, uh..." I say, looking over in the direction of the hot cosplayer as she bends to look the costumes over, "What's her- I mean, uh, your names?"
 
oooo yes yes yesss thisll be perfect

hope its long enough haha and that itll fit over these, and this

and he'll look adorable...
 
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