A new..."friend".

Still mainly following her feet more than any objective Grace continued to smile and pose. Her bottoms had shifted -just- enough to not fully expose her with each step. But still gave more than a few people more than a peak.

On her second lap of the floor after stopping for a bottle of water from a cart, and trying to decide what to do for the next few hours while she waited for the full swing of the con to get in gear. She found her bladder in need of emptying. The water and drinks having caught up with her.

She had an uneventful walk to the restroom, before fulling removing her bottoms in the safety of a bathroom stall and began relieving the pressure with a sigh. When she was finished she hesitated in putting her bottoms back on... The voice in her head that suggested naughty things was being very convincing, and she did have some time to kill. Glancing at her ankle pouch and knowing it was a lie she told herself she'd just check out the new toy and see how it fit.

She had already disposed of the box it came in as that was far too bulky to store in her small pouch. pulling out the top itself she pulled it from it's protective satin bag and turned it around in her hand. The plug was a half size bigger than any she had at home but that suited her just fine. Part of the fun of an anal toy was the feeling of fullness and she was about ready to move up a size anyway. Pulling out the small bottle of cheap lube that was included with the toy she was mentally berating herself even as she couldn't stop it.
Part of her knew there was no way this could end well but most of her was too turned on by the idea to care. The idea of having to bite her cheeks and have an orgasm in the middle of the crowd while everyone around her was unaware was too tempting to pass up for her excitement and intoxicant addled brain.

With a bit of struggling and effort she was able to get the jeweled plug fully inserted into her ass. the egg shaped vibe went next it was a bit of an odd but not altogether unpleasant sensation. The gentle pressure on her clit hood from the arm of the egg vibe pulled the vibrator in solid contact with her G spot. and everything was more or less locked in place as long as the plug was in. the tiny wire frame with quarter sized vibrating pad directly on her clit, and inch of cable connecting the jeweled plug to her pink slit the only signs she was wearing anything below the belt besides shoes.

Putting her bottoms back on, only now catching the shifted front panel and correcting it as best she could. which ended up with her pushing in the right side as much as she extended the left. The end result was a panel centered on her body but another half inch smaller on either side than she had started with. She once again set the belt firmly around her waist. Fixed her hair in the mirror and went back out into the con with a mischievous smirk on her face.

What she had yet to realize however was that someone had been following her for the past hour or more. The crowds made it easy to blend in and Grace wasn't exactly the most situationally aware individual. Mark didn't consider himself a bad guy. He was merely enjoying the treats the con was presenting him with. When that included a beautiful **** Leia cosplayer posing too far to keep her bits covered he considered it a gift and thanked fate for being in the right place at the right time, when he was again rewarded with the same girl tripping out of her bottoms just when he was making a 360 degree videoclip of the convention hall crowd with his phone... well he considered that a sign to stick around her. He was an 18 year old first semester freshman at a local college and a "c" student he knew how to become invisible from attention if not from sight when he needed to. And Grace wasn't hard to keep from noticing. He told himself he was just watching out for a clearly intoxicated girl in need of a wingman. He would never touch her...unless she asked him too of course. But if she was going to show off to the crowd he was going to make sure he and his camera were a part of that crowd. He had even started a sub-reddit over her.

He really didn't have an excuse for why he bought a vibrator replacement remote. He did have a reason though...a quick google search told him that all of the remotes for that particular model only had 1 frequency. And he had made sure to get a matching remote to her toy. He couldn't make that decision fit into a white knight narrative no matter how hard he stretched. But he also couldn't convince himself -not- to drop 25 dollars at the chance to have what was clearly a kinky exhibitionist chick on a lead...