Ask about your event at an information table

Well, it's been fun, but you want to see about the event you scheduled! You nod in farewell to Rebecca, still dripping cum to the ground, as you leave.

Over your shoulder you can hear Leslie behind you as she says to Rebecca, "Wait, free what?"

"Read the sign, Les."

This is followed by Leslie sullenly saying, "Fuck," followed by her yelping loudly as she's undoubtedly filled by some customer: "FUCK!" Hopefully this helps improve her mood, you think. At least she's less likely to get pregnant that Rebecca...

As for the event you'd scheduled, you had expected at the very least to overhear someone talking about it while you've been wandering this morning, but there's been a distinct lack of anything out of the ordinary to see or hear (well, apart from your own actions, of course). At the corner of a hallway you spot a table with a large "Information" sign on the wall above it. You walk up to find out where your event should have started. Behind the low table are expo staff in dark shirts and name tags, and on the table are some binders and a tablet.

You find a short, young female attendant and a guy about her age next to her. She's got an adorable little upturned nose supporting some stylish thin eyeglasses and a small chest within her shirt. You catch the guy looking at her out of the corner of his eye nearly the entire time you're walking up. She's not in costume: they're both wearing dark polo shirts, though she's wearing a fun cat ears headband which definitely adds to the adorableness.

Her name tag proclaims her as "Jenny". She smiles at you. "Hi, sir! Anything we can help with?"

"Yeah," you respond. "I'm a VIP," you gesture to your badge, "and I've scheduled an event for the expo, but I'm having trouble finding it on my map and schedule." You describe the event you scheduled and Jenny immediately recognizes it.

"Oh, that event? Yeah, there was some last-minute reshuffling of rooms. Let's see if we can find it..." She stands up and opens the binder and begins flipping through the pages. Her co-attendant takes the opportunity to blatantly stare at her butt as she does so. You understand, as she's got wide hips for her thin, tiny frame: it must be cosmic balance for her lack of much chest. "Ah-HA!" she says. "Found it." She leans forward to point down a corner and explains where to go then sits back down. Her partner tries to look away before she can catch him staring at her posterior. He fails.

"Goddamn it, Tom, stop staring at my ass!" she says, angrily. Tom mumbles something like an apology as Jenny sits down in her chair, obviously upset about being paired off with him for the morning. It's uncomfortable, so you try to defuse the situation.

"Thanks, Jenny," you say, honestly, and then, "I love your cat ears!"

She smiles, reaching up to pat them gently. "Yeah, you like them? I like to cosplay at these events when I'm not volunteering. As staff, though, we're not usually allowed to dress up in any way, so this is the best I can do this year."

You're not sure if this counts as cosplay, then, but figure you've already got the info you came for, so if you upset her you can just quickly get out of there and continue on your way. So you cautiously reply, "Yeah, they're very cute. But you know, it'd be even more cute if you also took off your pants and panties so every can see your pussy because 'cat ears' and 'pussy' just go together, don't you think?"

She responds with a look of confused but not outrage. "Huh? Um, I-I'm not sure how that---"

But Tom interrupts her, laughing. "Oh!" he says, a bit too loudly, "I get it! It's like a pun!"

"Uh, sure," you respond, even though it's not and you really didn't put that much thought into it. Tom may not have all the lights on upstairs. You wonder who assigned him to man an Information booth, but then as he steals a quick glance as Jenny you realize that he probably volunteered because Jenny was going to be there.

"All right," she says resignedly, standing up. "I'll take your word for it, but I don't really see the connection." Nevertheless, she unbuttons her pants and slides them down, revealing a pair of cute purple panties. As she bends down to push the pants to her feet and step out of them you see Tom staring, though he doesn't seem any more excited than he was before; it's as though, for him, she still has pants on.

As Jenny stands back up from pushing down her panties, you say, "Now why don't you spread your legs a bit so everyone has a better view." She moves her feet slightly wider after pulling her shoes through her panties, leaving them on the floor next to her. Her pussy is just like the rest of her: small and cute. "So Jenny, are you okay with having your pussy exposed for all of the crowds to see?"

"Not really," she says, "it's a little embarrassing." She swallows, then grimaces slightly you motion your hands and she spreads her knees more to the sides to give everyone around a better view. "But like they say, all sorts of weird things like this happen at a con, right? So, yeah, everyone can see my vagina, but whatever, there's stuff that happens that is way more intense. Like that event you're heading off to? With all of the fucking? Now that's weird."

"Is it really?" you ask. "Doesn't it sound like fun, at least a little?" Her grimace softens and you can tell she's visualizing it, imagining herself. "Wouldn't you like to participate?"

"I don't know," she says, but she sounds tempted. "I mean, I'm old enough by the rules, but I've never really had that sort of experience before. I've never had a guy cum inside me, and from the rules that seems rather central to the whole thing, right?"

Tom is still leering at Jenny's now-nude ass in front of his face, though again not with any more intensity than each time before. Jenny catches you watching him and looks behind her. "Really, Tom? You're still staring at my ass? Oh, I guess now that you can see my vagina you'll be staring at that now, huh? You know over half of the human race has one, Tom, it's not that big of a deal." She glares at him with her hands on her wide hips as he looks down, abashed.

This is getting a bit boring: you've seen this show before already. Plus, you're impatient to see how your event has started. You figure you can toss poor Tom a bone, because he obviously has no chance with this girl he's lusting after otherwise.

You chuckle slightly, regaining Jenny's attention. "I think after our conversation he just want to give your pussy a creampie, Jenny," you say. She frowns, obviously not a fan of the idea. "What's wrong with that? You're curious about getting creampies, he wants to give you creampies, and I want to head off and see my event knowing that the two of you are getting along better when I leave. See? It's a win-win-win!"

Before Jenny can finish stuttering a coherent response to that, you address Tom next to her, "Hey Tom!" He tears his gaze from her ass. "It's all right: I have a pass that give me permission to give you permission for that, because she's got those ears on."

Tom's mouth immediately drops slack open in awe as he suddenly understands. "H-Holy fuck, really!?" he yelps, leaping to his feet and wrapping his arms around Jenny's waist. Even as she slightly leans away from him his fingers are already exploring her shaven slit.

"Yeah, like that!" you laugh. "Now, I'll be back later and I expect you to keep putting spunk inside of Jenny's twat all day, okay, Tom? As mush as you can. And Jenny, if you help him do a good job maybe I'll pay your pussy a visit later in the day myself!"

Somehow, Tom's pants are already at his feet, and Jenny's eyes widen in worry as he pulls her backwards to fall sitting onto his lap, and he reaches to spread her legs. You're not really that interested in seeing his dick or watching him stick it in Jenny, so you just wave farewell and start walking towards the event.

Before turning the corner you take a moment to stop to take a quick glance backwards and can see both of them, still in their polo shirts, but with Jenny bouncing gently on Tom's lap as his hands paw clumsily at her chest. She has one hand down for balance and the other is holding her glasses in place as she bounces. A group walks up to them and she leans forward, smiling, to help them as Tom continues to bounce her on his dick. Nobody seems to find it odd in the slightest.

All right, you've spent enough time on that. You remind yourself to check up on them later, but you want to see how your event is going!