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She was oblivious to the fact that while her butt was the same size, the fatty flab of last semester had become the tight curvature of a perfectly-shaped ass. ” Megan said, leafing through the Anime Con schedule. Maybe this is all too much, in fact,” Steph replied with a timid smile, tugging her dress down in the back again and smoothing it against her legs. Surely she’d made a mistake measuring the sizes of her dress, the swell of her bottom kept making her hemline ride up dangerously. They have like, three A-listers and then a bunch of chumps in their voice acting guests.
He wore a tasteful dress uniform from a space fantasy military, one she vaguely recognized from one of those Fantasy Wars titles. In the pit of her stomach she was uneasy at the thought of showing Megan the omamori, almost as if it wasn’t meant for her. This amulet sitting in her palm was her ticket to ... Pink powder drifted throughout her thoughts, obscuring what that something might be. Totally badass, Stephanie thought, selectively ignoring the fussy young mother ushering a pair of superhero-costumed toddlers around the guy’s pose. It was mildly warm in the convention center, but she felt a wave of goosebumps travel down her body. Bright pink traces of light deep inside of her were becoming sparks and a warm feeling spread through her. Her creamy thighs enveloped his head and his face was snugly buried into her panties. “Niiiice,” a passing girl in a schoolgirl uniform said, her digital camera playing its shutter sound effect repeatedly. “Remember, summertime of your youth.” “In Japan I’d already be considered an old lady,” Stephanie said numbly. using you.” Of course it wouldn’t be that simple, Stephanie chided herself, uneasily swallowing down her own naiveté on the complex nuances of courtship. Her whole body wriggled against his and she shivered. Then she realized they were all looking in her direction. Pulling away reluctantly, Brian did a double-take, stare zeroing in on her newly colored locks.
Tricky bastards.” Stephanie nodded silently, only a little interested, and planted herself against a wall clear of the constant traffic flow of anime fans and cosplayers. ” Megan shoved, pushing Stephanie forward suddenly. ” “Oh man, hot,” The nearest of a trio of teenage boys was already scrambling for his phone.
There were otaku and geeks of all shapes, sizes, genders, and ethnicities streaming by. Flabbergasted and off-balance, Stephanie backpedaled and twisted, colliding into Brian spectacularly. Glasses askew and blushing furiously, she planted her hands on the ground above his head and lifted her unexpectedly sensitive bundle of nerves off of his face, not daring to peek at his expression. To, ah, ‘attack’.” He deliberated for a long moment as they wandered past the darkened LAN gaming room, where two dozen glowing computer monitors outlined the silhouettes of gamers competing in a cacophony of gunfire sound effects and explosions. ‘Heart of mine, do as you will,’ she commanded resolutely. “I guess you were the one boasting to me that Flamituffs attack more, and get hit less? She was too lost in the sensation of their lips sliding against one another to realize that her hands were tugging on his coat, pulling him closer as they kissed open-mouthed, feeding on one another’s affection. The single strand of pink highlights in her hair had spread out into a wide swath of pink on her left, and several individual strands of pink now streaked through the blond on her right.
She was just letting her attention wander away from him when she noticed it, the small trinket that had been attached with his badges fall out of his sleeve and onto the carpeted floor. “You know how I told you I wasn’t really all that interested in guys? His eyes, a mottled green, seemed to smolder, and she felt a lifetime of her hasty preconceptions about the silliness of sappy romances melt away beneath the heat of his gaze. Distracting pink bursts of sparks seemed to be colliding in her head and traveling down her body in jittery, electrifying currents and pulses, and it felt like parts of her body she’d never known about were warming up and turning on in response. He considered how best to respond for several long moments. Perhaps he would make his way towards her labia with soft, puckered kisses and then spread her-- “But, uh, t-that aside, I like the way you think,” she decided, gulping.
Not noticing what he’d lost, Brian stepped away and continued onward through the hall, straightening his collar. There was a deep, haunting beauty about his gaze, a hidden pain etched within that captivated her completely. “Hi,” she squeaked, terror and excitement grappling her senses. ” He yanked back his sleeve, checking where his badges dangled from the lanyard around his wrist and surprised to see that it was indeed missing. The convention center has a little cafe down the hall, little less crowded than the concessions stands in the main lobby...” Did he read my mind?! ” she managed as a tall nerd in a camouflage jacket backed into her side as he vied for a better angle of a nearby ninja cosplayer with his camera-phone. “I could tell you how attractive I find you, how hot it was to suddenly have you trying to sit on my face in the middle of the convention floor, and how much I want to further ... ” Her whole body was lighting up, and she was intimately conscious of how wet she was and how close they were, just a small tabletop between them. Truce,” was all she could manage, too flustered to say anything else. “That you believe in your friends, and in, uh, you know, people, rather than random happenstance.