Chapter 16
by zaick
Does Page turn it on?
Page is hospitable, and turns it on
It would be rude to go against the wishes of someone trying to her help her. Page turned on the airconditioner, and it whirred to life. With the cold air pushing up, she felt her most private parts were actually safe. The gloves helped with that. In fact, since the air was pushing more forward and up, her butt was fine too aside from the cold metal. The only things that affected her were the air against her exposed chest, already moving slowly left and right against the tank top, and the vibrations itself.
"Turn it up all the way. Even at full blast that little thing does barely anything for me."
"O-okay." Page said. She felt the vibrations through the two gloves. She turned it up more.
The issue was not that the vibrations were too powerful. That might have been better. No, it was just perfect. With her movements and the light pressure against her crotch, it teased her every second.
"Ahhh." The cosplayer said as they moved. "Hey, keep to the beat of the steps. In a few we'll be at the front door so I'll tell you to hold on and I'll try and take care of it from there. Just follow my lead."
"OOooooo." Page responded as the cold wind hardened her nipples.
"Yeah, it is nice. Couldn't get around without it. Ah, I'm already sweating, though. It is on all the way?"
Page gripped the cosplayer. "Yes." She said. She tried to keep control, but she felt those vibrations through her whole body. Her legs trembled as they walked.
"You getting tired? Sorry, I didn't know how this would be to get around."
"It's... Fine." Page replied. She felt her hips move up and down the air conditioner. She no longer felt cold. How long had this been going on?
"We are close. Just hang on." The cosplayer assured. The sounds around them were thinning. They had to be out of the Convention Center, somewhere along the street. "Usually I get some people to help me just take the stuff back instead of walk out like this. Feels kinda fun being on the city streets in cosplay, though."
"Y-yeah." Page said, then went on with a soft moan.
"You alright?"
Page lose track of her hips. They were moving on their own, grinding against the vibrating steel.
"What's going on?"
"Nothing!" Page snapped back. "Just uncomfortabl...le." She felt another wave of heat in her own body.
"Alright, just a little more and we're at the door."
Page nodded, then focused on moving. Left leg. Right leg. Left leg. Right leg. Move left. Move right. Move up. She could not help it. She moaned against. She felt skin. She reached for her crotch for more. She pressed her fingers against her chest.
The top of the armor swung open. Outside air burst into Page's lungs and she realized what she was doing. Her hand were not on herself, but the cosplayer - her fingers pressed against the lady's crotch and chest outside her shorts and tank top.
"What the HELL?" The cosplayer yelled and pushed Page. She was strong - very strong, and lifted her out of the armor and let her drop to the ground. "I thought you were having a bad day, not trying to PREY on people."
"W-wait." Page said. Her tailbone stung from hitting the floor. They were in the parking lot of the hotel. There were a couple people going by, but all quite a ways away. "I didn't mean-"
"Get lost." The cosplayer said, donning the top half of her armor again. She turned and moved back toward the convention center, leaving Page alone.
Page began to stand, but realized a grave issue. All that movement lost her ribbon! Her whole loincloth was gone, likely in the bottom of the armor! She thought of calling out, at least asking to retrieve that back, but heard a car round one of the corners. She dove between two parked cars. She was so close to the hotel. She had to figure SOMETHING out.
Except. There was nothing.
All she had on was her top, barely low enough to cover her nipples, with torn sides to show the curves of each side of her chest. She had her belt - that stupid loose belt that never stayed steady on her hips. She pushed it down to cover her mound. It was just wide enough, except that it did nothing for her butt really, and it never stayed in place. Each step she would make would ride it above, showing everything off.
Outside the hotel, how does Page enter?
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Cosplay Con Problems
A professional designer and her sudden malfunctions
Page is a professional cosplayer attending a crowded convention. She plans on entering competitions and watching panels, though her costume may not agree...
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Updated on Jan 16, 2017
by zaick
Created on Feb 28, 2016
by zaick
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