Yes, but the crowd gets an eyeful of Rachel and Tessa.

Hearing Saki's frantic yelling, Tessa tried to back away from the bottomless Rachel... but her hands wouldn't budge from Sylvanas's bodice.

"Uh-oh," Tessa said. She tugged up and down on the bodice, trying to weaken the adhesive on her hands. Rachel yelped as she felt her bodice being tugged down. Her ample breasts bounced up and down as Tessa tried to break free. The more Rachel's tits bounced and strained against her bodice, the more the cameras caught those precious split-second peeks of her rosy red nipples fighting to stay inside her cups.

"Stop pulling!" Rachel pleaded. She couldn't move her hands from between her legs to protect her breasts, or else she'd have pictures of her bare pussy online. There were already dozens of people snapping photos of her peach fuzz, eagerly awaiting more. She was trapped!

Saki's eyes bugged out when she saw what was happening. Tessa had pulled Rachel- her most loyal cosplay companion- right out of her pants, leaving her to awkwardly cover her prickly brown pubes with her hands. Saki felt like snapping at Rachel for neglecting to shave, but that wouldn't do any good. She had to help Rachel cover up. She owed her that much.

"You!" Saki shouted at a man wearing a shoddy Dr. Strange cosplay. "Give me that cape, or I'll rip it off you!"

"It's a cloak..." Dr. Strange protested, but he obeyed and handed it over.

"I don't care," Saki said. She swooped behind the duo. "Get off her!" Saki snapped.

Saki stepped in to save Rachel, heedless of the sticky cement on the display and table around her. She wrapped her friend in Dr. Strange's cloak, to the moans and groans of the crowd. Unfortunately, the cloak wasn't big enough to cover Tessa...

That was when Saki spotted two unusually stiff blue bumps on Tessa's breasts. They looked a little like her nipples. In fact, given the glimpses Saki had seen of Tessa's bare body when she was painting on her cosplay, those stiff peaks were her nipples.

"Tessa!" Saki hissed, too low for anyone to see. "Why aren't you covering your nips?!"

"You crazy?" Tessa asked, confused. Her arms were still stuck on Rachel's bodice, and she continued to try to work herself free. "Of course I'm covering up. You think I'm some kind of wacky exhibitionist?"

"Well, you'd better cover up now, or else that's exactly what everyone online will think you are!"

Tessa looked down at her breasts and saw for the first time that she was missing those critical silicone scales that covered Mystique's boobs.

For a minute, she didn't know what to do. Had she really been flashing everyone? Had every single photo she'd posed for been... topless?

Tessa felt the slightest of breezes between her legs. She spread her thighs and looked down in fear.

Instead of a smooth collection of sticky blue scales, she saw two flawlessly shaved blue lips staring back at her. Her knees buckled slightly, spreading her just wide enough for her little pink clit to poke out the front of her snatch.

"I'm naked..." Tessa said, close to tears. "S-Saki, help! Please! I-I can't be naked!"

"I knew this would happen eventually," Saki scolded her totally-not-an-exhibitionist friend. "I'll get another cape for you to cover up. Just stand here, keep your legs closed for once, and wait."

Saki turned to order another cosplayer to give up their outfit, when...