Waiting In Line, Feeling Exposed

Maybe it was the passage of time dulling the effects of her humiliation at the comic book store, but Tanya was rapidly coming to the conclusion that today was the most embarrassing day of her life. If she'd had the emotional distance to step back from this experience, perhaps even view it dispassionately from the outside, she might have reached the conclusion that it was standing outside, under a mostly blue sky, visible from a huge distance in most directions, that really amplified the embarrassment.

Tanya stood there as the line slowly wound it's way into the convention centre, dressed up as an incredibly slutty Sailor Moon character, wishing for the all the world for the ground to swallow her up.

Rachel had been an pains to explain how the show was, if Tanya understood correctly, a cartoon show, specifically one aimed at kids, and that Tanya was most certainly going to attract plenty of looks in the halls. Tanya's already battered self-confidence had plummeted further when she realised that the light breeze outside was hell-bent on playing mercilessly with the flimsy, pleated blue micro-skirt.

The skirt, which allegedly constituted the "bottom-half" of her outfit, seemed merely to accentuate the ridiculousness of her current attire, with it's regular flashing of her pair of cartoonishly-bright and sparkling-red panties. That the ultra-tight red panties matched the stupid big red bow that she had to wear on her top was not a source of comfort for Tanya. Tugging disconsolately at the bottom hem of the too-short white top, Tanya tried to best to cover her stomach. All she managed to achieve though was occasionally pulling the top down so much that her boobs almost popped out, and after a few men took the opportunity to sneak a couple of photos, Tanya gave up.

Tanya stumbled along as the line moved forward inch-by-inch, the knee high red boots causing even more issues for her. While she wasn't a complete stranger to high heels, the fact that the boots also covered her knees severely restrained her movement. At one point Tanya stopped to try and push the boot material down slightly, and then gave a small shriek as she realised she'd absent-mindely bent down at the waist. Looking around, she blushed deeply as she saw an obese teenager in some kind of weird furry outfit. The teenager had just been treated to an unimpeded look at her bright red cartoon panties, and his tongue was practically hanging out of his mouth at the prospect of possibly seeing more. Even worse, with the panties hugging her skin so much, Tanya had the distinct impression that someone as close as he was could probably have noticed the outline of her pussy, not to mention the fact that the material was riding up in between her ass cheeks.

Trying to summon back the last of her dignity, Tanya turned back to the front in a huff, and took another couple of steps forward.

Finally, after what seemed like hours of waiting, Tanya and Rachel made it to the front of the queue. The woman checking tickets took one look at Tanya and had to stifle a laugh. Tanya almost stomped her feet at that indignity.

"Umm... excuse me?" Tanya said, attempting to speak in a clear and confident voice even as she felt the eyes of dozens of strangers pour all over her. "I take it that there are other people in costume too!"

"Ahh... yeah, sorry about that" the woman said, before adding "it's just most of them aren't trying to fit into the kid's version of their costume!"

Tanya clenched her jaw, and primly looked forward, as Rachel dealt with the ticketing issue, and then ushered them into the main convention hall.