Easily

The rest of the day went smoothly. Lillian went into her cosplay studio and began working on outfits for the convention I still wasn’t sure I wanted to go to. But, even if we don’t go… I really like that Lopunny outfit. My thighs itch and I can’t help but rub them together thinking about being caught and trained as a sexy Lopunny by Pokémon Professor Hemlock.

Realizing I need a distraction before I begin to wonder if Lillian has anything else she’d like to teach me, I start looking up the best way to wash cum off of fabric. Following the directions I find on line I help Piplup get nice and clean. I then put him back with my other friends with a kiss. I suspect I had best memorize the steps, since I was definitely going to need more moral support for whatever else Lillian wanted to do.

I played Pokémon for the rest of the day, happily humming tunes to myself while looking for the little hidden Gimmighouls. I hadn’t played the DLC yet, even though I’d already bought it… I just wanted to get all the base game had to offer before moving on, so I was scouring every inch of the map for any secrets. I wonder if Lillian plays the games? I hope so, we can trade Pokémon then.

Lillian knocks on my door and calls me to dinner. I hadn’t even noticed she had left her studio and began cooking. I hadn’t changed out of my Pikachu onesie, but I realize it would be a little silly to bother this late in the day. So I make sure to zip up (I blush imagining going out unzipped again, but dismiss the thought with food involved) and I head out. Lillian is setting the table for us, and on my plate is Mac and cheese with peas and a slice of steak Lillian has already precut into bite sized pieces. My plate just has a fork, while she has a steak knife as well for her still uncut steak.

She smiles as she sees me still in my pajamas. “I hope you like steak.” I return her smile and nod, before sitting. We both sit to eat. Neither of us say anything as we eat, but I can’t help but smile at her every time I look up. I feel so cute and sexy knowing she knows and approves of not just my pajamas but also my naked self beneath. And she seems just as happy to look at me eating. I hope she feels as giddy as I do every time I glance up. As I near finish my plate, she puts down her fork and gives me a serious look.

“I don’t want you to get the wrong idea. I am very happy with what happened this morning. But I hope you understand the seriousness of this situation. I am your professor, and not only have I taken you into my home, but we’ve slept together too. And if it wasn’t clear, I have no intention of stopping this relationship. So, unless you want to stop, I must stress that no one can know. My career would be over if anyone discovered us.” She stares sternly at me, and I feel like she’s talking down to me like a child. I am a lot younger than her… and it really feels nice having her take care of me… so I smile and nod like a good kid. “Good. And also… about you finding an apartment. I will still help you, but I would rather you not. Even if it raises the odds of getting caught, I’d still like to keep you close.”

I can’t help but let the giddy feeling overflow from me in a happy giggle. “I want to stay too.” She smiles at me, and then it’s time to clear the table. Once I’m done I turn to go to my room and laugh maniacally in happiness while rolling around with my plushies, but Lillian pulls me by the hand back to her. She lifts my face up and kisses me softly on the lips. It’s chaste compared to what happened this morning, but it melts me inside just the same. She breaks the kiss and at the same time grabs my butt and gives it a squeeze. “Good night, my little sexy Lopunny.”

“Good night, Lillian.”

I skip to my room and scream into my pillow. Last week I felt like my world was held together by old chewing gum. Now I was dating the most amazing woman ever who loves taking care of me and thinks all the silly things I do are cute. I don’t know how I got so lucky! As I hug my plushies and think back on this glorious day, I realize it was kind of odd she called me Lopunny. I’m wearing Pikachu pajamas. Then I smile harder. She must be looking forward to the Lopunny cosplay. I grab Lopunny and hug her tight. She’s going to be my inspiration for the next several days.

I go to sleep with her in my arms, and dream of being Professors sexy Lopunny.

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By the next weekend, Professor has carefully tightened the cosplay to fit tightly around me. My natural body type works well for this, and with the slack taken out and other small adjustments, I feel like I should keep an eye out for any Pokéballs that might be thrown my way to capture me. Lillian even went further and added a layer of cloth to the helmet, getting rid of the glossiness that was one of its few weaknesses.

“And that’s not all. The helmet has little speakers in the ears. They didn’t do anything before, but I’ve figured out how to get the Lopunny sounds from the games to play when you push these buttons. So rather than you just saying Lopunny over and over again, you can choose from four sound, standard, curious, happy, and sad. I guess Lopunny can’t get mad? Oh well.” Lillian chuckles at her joke.

I smile happily at her, both still fully infatuated with everything she says, and feeling sexy in the Lopunny suit. She’s talked me into it. Today I go to my first convention, and in cosplay! She’s showing me how she adjusted the helmet to fit my head even better, and where the chip with the sound files is hidden away. “I’m so excited… I’m worried I won’t be able to stop giggling when I try and use the sounds.” I’m keeping my hands up in front of my chest, both to mimic Lopunny and so I can squeeze my hands together whenever I get too excited.

Lillian smirks. “Well, I do have one way to help with that.” She digs in a drawer and a second later shows me a ball gag. “Not all of the cosplay I’ve made is safe for work.” She smiles lecherously at me as I hide my smile behind my fuzzy paws. If she thinks it’s a good idea… I shyly open my mouth.

“Oh I’m sorry. I was joking!” She tries to stifle a laugh, as I close my mouth and burn in shame. “…although it would be sexy, knowing you were gagged under the mask as everyone takes pictures.”

Pictures… it’s okay. I’ll be in costume. No one will know it’s me. I’ll just be Lillian’s sexy Lopunny. Pokémon don’t mind having their pictures taken, there’s a whole game for taking pictures of them.

We get into Lillian’s car and she drives to the convention center. She warns me that it will be hot, so I drink a bottle of water to stay hydrated. She parks a little ways from the parking lot and we get out and begin unpacking her equipment far enough away that the car effectively hides us from the crowds. Realizing it’s time to get in character, I pick up the Lopunny mask and begin to put it on. Lillian stops me, “Aren’t you forgetting something?” She pulls the ball gag from her pocket and dangles it in my face. Oh my god she actually brought it! Is she teasing me again or? She touches it to my lips, and I wordlessly open my mouth. She slips it in and fastens it behind my head. She then helps me cover my flushed face with the Lopunny mask, securing the straps in place and laying flat some cloth to hide the seam between mask and suit. She takes a long second to look at me, then she gets ready herself. Her cosplay is far less involved than mine. She is already wearing a green skirt and white T-shirt, so once she throws on her lab coat she was ready to be Professor Juniper, from Pokémon Black and White. Even her hair was close to the right color, a little dark but still. She then gestures to her last prop.

I had been very excited to see it before, but I was nervous now. It’s a giant Pokéball on a small cart. Actually it’s not ball shaped, since the bottom is a square box. But with clever moulding and paint it has the illusion that the flat portions of the box are just a stand holding the spherical Pokéball. Of course when Lillian opens the box the illusion is ruined since the obviously square insides of the box can be seen, but that’s only a problem when it’s empty. So I gingerly step in to fill the void, and curl up as small as I can. Lillian places my Buneary plush inside with me as I requested, reaches down to slide her hand along my butt and gives me a little squeeze, and then she closes the lid.

I feel the cart jostle as Lillian rolls it across the parking lot. I stroke Buneary to keep myself from panicking in the small confined space… but realize it’s actually not as scary as I had worried it would be. It’s actually pretty cozy. I wouldn’t want to stay in here forever, but as a stealth entry into the convention it was pretty neat. It just needed a peek hole, then I could see the whole convention without anyone looking at me… no, bad thoughts. Lillian is counting on me. She’s going to show off her cosplay with me, once she opens that box I have to be a brave Lopunny and stand up tall for all the people to see… or rather slightly leaned forward with my arms up in front of my chest, like a Lopunny. No, not like a Lopunny. I am a Lopunny. Be the Lopunny. I was just a little Buneary when Professor Juniper captured me, but she trained me with love and I evolved into a big strong Lopunny, and we go on picnics and long walks and she hugs me lots…

I lose track of time daydreaming about my fictional life as a Lopunny. I hear a triple tap, that’s the signal! In just a second Lillian’s going to open my Pokéball…

The lid opens, a lightbulb in the lid ceiling flashes to simulate a Pokémon exiting the ball like in the games, and I stand up and do my pose. I freeze, luckily after striking the pose correctly. That… is way more people than I was expecting, all staring at me. Lillian said she would try and get a crowd for the reveal, but she made it sound like we would maybe get ten people to watch if we were lucky. I finally manage to unfreeze just enough to turn my head and see what my limited helmet vision only let me infer. I was surrounded by at least 50 people, many with phones taking pictures. I wasn’t expecting an amateur cosplayer would be able to get such a crowd… maybe Lillian is a little famous? I feel my heart beat faster, wanting to panic and run. But my mask gives me some comfort, and my body suit reminds me of being hugged by a giant plush. Which reminds me of my Pokéball copilot Buneary. I quickly lean down and pick up my cute little buddy and hug her to my chest, doing my best to make it work with my Lopunny pose. The crowd seems to love it. I look around me, realizing I haven’t seen Lillian yet. Suddenly she explodes into view, she was right next to me but the mask prevented me from seeing her. She looks really proud. I can’t really hear much, the crowd is loud and my heart is pounding in my ears. I see a little kid looking at me, and he waves. I shyly hold up Buneary and move her little paw to wave back.

Suddenly everyone wants pictures of me making my Buneary wave. I feel so cute, and everyone seems to like me. I can’t help but smile around my ball gag, which reminds me that I’m gagged and naked under my cosplay, and only Lillian and I know. The thought makes my body begin to heat up.

Finally the crowd seems to mostly have had enough. Lillian takes me by the hand and we begin to walk the convention floor. Normally this many people would terrify me, but I feel safe in my anonymity and with Lillian by my side. We see lots of other cosplayers, although I don’t recognize most of them. There are also stalls selling all kinds of merchandise, and I found out what doujinshi are! Eventually we come across a stand selling… oh my yes I must have it. Remembering the controls, I make the curious Lopunny sound play from my speakers. Lillian looks at me.

“What is it Lopunny?”

I point at the object of my desire and make the happy Lopunny sound.

She sees what I’m pointing at and laughs. “Do you really want to carry that around the convention center till we leave?”

I play the happy Lopunny again.

“Okay, fine. Don’t blame me if you get tired of carrying it though.” Lillian is smirking as she pays the equally amused stall worker. I manage to walk away as a very happy Lopunny carrying my Buneary buddy in one arm, and a full body Lopunny body pillow in the other. I am going to sleep well tonight!

Everything is fantastic. I’m in a crowd, which would normally risk me having some kind of panic attack, or at least make me miserable, but I feel great! I wish I could go to school as Lopunny! I feel so full of confidence and energy. I’m so happy and free… and wet?

I had been feeling something in my stomach for a while. But suddenly I feel relieved and… oh god no. Nonononono. Everything was so new and exciting and distracting, and I couldn’t tell the difference between the butterflies in my stomach and… Lillian’s going to hate me. I feel my self tear up. I need to escape. Why is this crowd so big, and crowded. I can’t escape. I can only think to cry, but with my mask on and my gag, I can’t even do that. As the only means of showing my frustration, I push the sad Lopunny button. Lillian looks at me, confused.

“What is it Lopunny? Are you…” her eyes look down, and I can tell it’s noticeable. Lillian quickly hurries me out of the convention center before anyone else notices I’ve wet myself.