The Dealer's Room

"Like hell, I'm going to spend hours with you in some dark room," Mary spat out.

"Then let's continue on to the dealer's room," the troll said. A smile crept across his face before he gave Mary a firm pat on the ass for good measure.

Mary raised up on her tiptoes as the **** of the blow reverberated through out her posterior. She bit her lip as she suppressed the urge to return the favor to the trolls fat jowls. Just go with it. Let him spend his money on you and then ditch this scuzzy neckbeard.

A shudder went up Mary's spine as the troll wrapped his meaty arm around her waist and led her through the doors. The press of the people walking from booth to booth along with the troll's grip kept Mary from being able to pull away from her **** close contact with him.

"You know I am an adult," Mary admonished. "I don't need you to hold me like someone might kidnap me at any second."

The troll responded by squeezing her hip. "This is your first time. Wouldn't want you to get lost, or stolen away by some undesirable."

Mary found it hard to enjoy herself as she was dragged from booth to booth. She could not say which made her more uncomfortable being smooshed against the troll's flabby body or the judging stares of other attendees.

Finally, after visiting the fifth vendor in a row who was selling the same allotment of black superhero t-shirts, the troll halted at a massive anime cosplay booth.

"Konichi wa! Welcome to Kawaii Maid and Joshi Kosei cafe!" Came an enthusiastic high pitched voice from a bubbly bouncy Asian girl. Mary gawked at the sales lady amazed at her long raven hair and a bit envious of the cute Japanese school girl outfit that hugged her curves and barely covered her blue and white striped panties.

"This is the best cosplay place here," the troll intoned. "The stuff they have would be perfect for a girl like you." He picked up a pair of green and white striped shimpan. "I think green is more your color."

Mary took the pair of small undergarments and looked at them appreciatively. _Can't say he's wrong about that. _Mary grinned from ear to ear as she inspected the striped underwear before walking over to main cosplay section. Wow, these pleated skirts are so cute. And so expensive. Mary released an exasperated sigh.

"I don't know which is more of a jolt for someone attending their first con all the costumes, seeing the celebrities in person, or the sticker shock of the dealer's room," the troll whispered in Mary's ear.

Mary started to place the dress back on the rack when the trolls hand shot out with celerity she would not have thought possible. "Tell you if you promise to give me a show later."

Mary could feel her stomach not up in disgust as the troll leered at her with his beady eyes. Every time he looks at me I feel like I'm being violated.

Mary hesitated while holding the expensive costume while at the same time eyeing equally costly accessories.

"Kamiko, honey," the troll beckoned. "help my friend here pick out whatever she needs."

The perky booth attendant bounded over. "Oh, you have just the figure to be the most kawaii Joshi Kosei!"

Mary's eyes lit up at the compliment. "I don't know. I look at you and don't think I measure up."

"I promise it's true. With the right outfit and proper makeup you will look like the lead of a top-flight bishoujo anime," Kamiko replied while adding things to the pile of clothes that was building in Mary's arm. "Follow me over to our new line of makeup, and I'll show you some tricks."

Mary and the cute Asian girl were soon thick as thieves. When Mary finally checked out the final price the Kamiko gave to her shocked her quickly back to reality. "I ca... can't aff..."

"It's no problem," the troll interrupted appearing from seemingly nowhere. He pulled out his wallet and started to hand over his black American Express credit card. "Unless of course you've reconsidered?"

Mary bit her lip. Seven hundred dollars is way more than I have but what is this fucker going to want from later.