Jessica Rabbit

It was the Jessica Rabbit who caught your attention. Red hair, killer curves and endowments that must have had help to stay in place given the backless sparkling dress she wore.

As you draw near, a young toddler ran up to hug her. Carefully kneeling down she wrapped the child in a hug and posed for a photo taken by its father.

Sensing your chance, you loosen the adhesive holding her top so it is barely able to stay in place. As the kid ran back to its parent, she tried to stand. One foot must have stepped on the trailing floor length dress though as she suddenly stopped short halfway up, her gloved hands springing to the bodice of the dress.

"Oops!" She exclaimed trying to laugh it off. "Better be careful"

The guys watching let out a collective breath, disappointed. That is, until they noticed something the young woman hadn't. While the dress hadn't come down, the near miss, along with your previous efforts had caused it to slip down slightly.

The cosplayer smiled and asked if anyone wanted more photos, completely unaware of the pale pink tinges visible against her pale flesh, that peeked above the top of her dress.

Cameras flashed and she grinned at the popularity of her costume.

"Ok guys, one more pose", she said with a wink. Going all out she threw herself into character perfect cheesecake pose, chest thrust out with her arm behind her head. The movement completely dislodged the dress over her right boob, which sprang free. The pale nipple hardening from the friction and the sudden colder air.

it took only a split second for the situation to register. Her mouth opened in shock, her left arm sprang up to cover the exposed breast and her right extended towards the crowd of cameras in front of her.

"Please, no", she cried. Curling herself trying to cover as much as possible. Some took pity and put their cameras away, others noticed that when she'd raised her left arm to shield herself, it had caused the left nipple to peek above the dress and also react to the cool air.

Omg, she thought to herself, how am I going to get out of this?