Getting Rocked (with Magatana)

[Deante]

From the sound of it, the exhibit hall was packed, but it was a practical desert from the view of the Spiked Candy booth. The Blizzard, Bethesda, and Naughty Dog sections were the size of city blocks, eating attendees like a black hole. Maybe it was the biig displays at the BHVR booth obscuring them from the main thoroughfare's view? Eric drummed his fingers on the table, only trying to be real discreet when he looked at the girl through the corner of his eye.

Devin scooted his chair back. "I think I'm getting some lunch. You want anything?" If prior experience bore out, it meant he was going to disappear for two hours.

"Nah, I'll... go when you get back." Eric wished he was the one going. Devin was clearly the more conversational of the pair of devs, and with him gone, it meant Eric left with alone with her. Gulp.

 

[Magatama_Slave]

Rebecca wasn't overly used to this, she felt very much on display. But her usual position at the convention had been taken and she had been offered a spot here.

She had heard the indie booth was looking for someone to drum up hype for their new game, and being very intrigued since the start. She was all go for it.

Her trepidation started when the coat-hanger with her current attire had been handed to her. With Devin asking her to strip naked so that she had the right "look". He had been very thorough putting on the temporary tattoo, his hands lingering on her for perhaps a moment too long.

She felt a little foolish, but she got to work close with up and coming dev's, so it wasn't all bad.

 

[Deante]

At least Rebecca looked the part. Really looked the part. It was strange, seeing a character you'd created brought to life and standing next to you. Once or twice, Eric had started thinking of her as Mandy Mayhem, and that wasn't good. That was crazy-talk.

Finally he had to say something. "Did Devin...push you to wear everything?" It came out sympathetic, a 'can you believe that guy' tone, but Eric's mouth was dry; he'd been wondering that off and on since Rebecca had shown up. He'd heard something about getting naked "for the look", but that probably meant getting rid of anything unrelated to the costume Rebecca might've been wearing underneath. Like that would really matter.

Devin had talked about getting the cosplayer to wear them, but that was back before packing for the con, and Devin did talk a lot of shit. Even if none of the attendees would see it, to be fair it was in the game, with a deliberate panty shot in one cut-scene, and later a Nightmare catches Mandy's skirt on fire, burning a quarter of the hem off, reducing it to a wide belt. Granted, Mandy got a costume change right after that, one allowing for player customization, but still. There had even been a meeting about the entire thing. There was no way they could've gotten away with sheer underwear, so that was out. They'd went with something to show a lot of butt.

 

[Magatama_Slave]

Rebecca nodded, Devin had made her wear a very see through lace thong. It didn't leave a lot to the imagination. Her small landing strip clearly visible from the front and her lips poking it at the back when she bent over. It was indeed sexy, but definitely was the wish of a man for his ideal woman. Rebecca had always been confident of her body, but had never shown it off like this before.

Rebecca tugged at her skirt a little, now very aware of Eric and what he may know. She also pulled the jacket shut slightly to cover her very excited nipples, who were trying to poke through the mesh shirt.

She was fine with It, she'd done conventions before, but her company had never asked her to be a booth babe. She had always been s bit more behind the scenes, but the big companies had taken over more, leaving her nothing to do. But this game had intrigued her, and she was happy for the chance to be a part of it.

 

[Deante]

The little gestures that suggest Rebecca is uncomfortable were lost on Eric. She could see in his hazel eyes the thoughts that are going through his mind at that acknowledgement, and the interest there, even if he tried to hide it.

You would think a guy closer to 30 wouldn't be so off his game. He even looked nice, with dark hair and a goatee that, while worn more to avoid shaving those irritating spots, was still neatly groomed. Neat fits him; the polo shirt was pristine, the shorts nice, even if he wasn't an Adonis filling them out. Taller than her too, but at a slight slouch, it's less obvious.

Eric cleared his throat. "So, does your boyfriend cosplay too? Or work at the con?" This came out in feigned casualness, his attention seemingly following a pair of kids walking down the aisle rather than looking at her.

 

[Magatama_Slave]

Rebecca merely blushed, her career had always taken priority. She'd had a couple of boyfriends over the years, but they'd always said that their interests were always so different. She had always dated jocks, none of them shared her passion for the scene like she did.

She had been seeing a couple of guys, testing the waters, but none of them seemed to have any particular merits.

"I ... do..."

She cut herself off refusing to say that she really was in between boyfriends, especially given the fact that her boobs were practically framed and on display.

"Uhhh ... no"