Jessica needs your help making a decision.

Looking at your phone, you see Jessica's name on the screen. Answering it, you ask, “What's going on?”

“Can you come to my room? It's nothing major, but I need someone else's opinion on something.”

You agree to it, wondering just what Jessica wants. Your mind wonders as you walk down the stairs, thinking she needed an opinion on a new set of clothes. It conjures up an image of her in a tight black dress, with her breasts wanting to spill out, and her ass on full display. Your mind version of her asks “How do I look?” in a sultry voice. You notice your cock is rock hard by the time you reach her door. Groaning internally, you take a moment to calm yourself before gently rapping on the door.

It takes a moment, but Jessica comes to the door. She is wearing a white tank top and you can see she is not wearing a bra as her nipples are poking through, she is wearing a pair of blue pajama pants with mushrooms with faces with a red top with white polka dots. She smiles at you, “Thanks for coming John. I really do appreciate your help on this,” she lets you in and closes the door, and you take a moment to look around at what she's done.

There are still plenty of boxes scattered across the room, but Jessica has hung numerous posters along the wall of various videogames. She leads you over to her desk along one side of the room. The desk setup is just basically two desks set up perpendicular to each other at the corners. One desk has her computer set up with two monitors and the other has a large amount of papers and artist materials. She sits down in the chair and you stand right next to her. She begins to rummage through her already messy desk, and after a moment you begin to wonder again why she asked you here.

“So, what did you need an opinion on?” you ask with a slight impatience.

“You know I cosplay right?” oh yes you do, as your cock hardens as you remember all of the pictures of Jessica cosplaying are saved to a hidden file in your computer. You don't let her know this, and instead nod, “Well...AHA! Found what I was looking for!” Pulling out two sheets of paper, she hands them to you to look at. The sheets of paper have detailed drawings of two costumes overlaid on top of a rough drawing of Jessica's own body, each with scrawled notes pointing at specific parts.

The first one seems to be a devil one. There is a strap of cloth covering the breasts and a very short skirt with a demonic tail attached to it. High-heeled boots and a pair of horns along with what looks like a pink wig were added to the costume.

The second one is pretty much the same thing, except it seems to be based off of the popular mon RPG. The ears are longer, and various lines cover the straps of clothing.

You look back up at Jessica, and she looks at you, waiting for a response, “You want me to chose one?”

“Yes. I need to begin work on them as soon as possible, but I haven't been able to come to a decision of what I want to wear.”

“These look very similar.”

Jessica sighs, “Don't you think I know that. I came up with them last week, as I been able to have anytime to think because of my job and all the partying going on in our building, and I need to have this done before the end of next month, when the next convention happens. It's going to take me that long just to get it done.”

You look back down at the pictures,”It really is hard to choose.”

You look back up and see Jessica looking at the noticeable bulge in your shorts with a smile, “I bet it is.”

You blush at bit, embarrassed at being caught, but you continue, “Well, it is kind of difficult when a sexy woman such as yourself dresses up in something like this.”

“Thanks, “ Jessica blushes and a moment of silence takes up the room.

During that moment of silence, you gather up your courage and ask, “I was wondering, could I see you in some of your other costumes?”

Jessica's jaw drops, “Umm...what?”

You stutter for a bit, nervousness and anticipation gathering in your body, “I-I would really like to see you in your cosplays since I've never gotten to see them in person.”

Jessica thinks about it for a moment, her blush spreading from her face to her cleavage. When she's finished thinking, she looks back at you with an unreadable look on her face. Your heart drops since you think you pushed too far too quickly.

“Look, if you don't want to, that's fine, I ca-”

“No, no, no! Don't leave. I'm just...nervous, that's all.”

“I thought you've done this before?”

“Not in front of you!” You wonder what that means as Jessica gets out of her chair and begins to move toward her walk in closet, “I'm going to need you to turn around and sit on the bed while I get changed.”

You nod and move toward the other side of her bed and sit on it. Hearing the sound of clothes dropping on the floor makes it incredibly tempting to turn around and take a look at Jessica in mid-change, but you hold your self back, letting the anticipation build up.

“A-alright, you can look now.”