Lynn is confronted by an angry almost-pancake.

Lynn powered down the MEKA and the hatch popped open. She kicked her legs out and carefully slid a few inches backwards. She had to be careful; she couldn't see who was behind her, and if she moved too far, she'd reveal the fact that her bodysuit was piled around her waist. Slowly, delicately, she lifted her midsection upwards, pulling her suit back up...

"What the fuck was that?! You could have killed me back there!"

A girl dressed as Seras Victoria, the police-girl-turned-vampire, stood behind Lynn's robot. She filled out her Hellsing uniform gloriously with her enormous breasts, thigh-high stockings and impossibly tight miniskirt. She had dropped her gigantic cannon on the ground and was could focus on nothing but her white-hot rage. Her blood-red contact lenses matched her temper perfectly.

"What, you think that just 'cause you have a big robot, you can run people over like it's nothing?! Get out here and say you're fucking sorry!"

Lynn struggled to pull her suit up, but it was slow going, and she had to wiggle around even more to do it. "Hold your horses! G-give me a second!" she shouted back, a slight twinge of fear in her voice.

"Oh, fuck this! Get out here NOW!"

The Seras cosplayer seized ahold of Lynn's boots and pulled. Lynn shrieked as she was nearly yanked out of the MEKA; she only barely managed to grab on to the control sticks in time. Unfortunately, she wasn't quick enough to stop her midsection from sliding out of the cockpit. Her wrinkled spandex popped out, followed by peeks of pale skin.

"No! Stop it!" Lynn pleaded, but Seras refused to let go. She tugged harder and harder on Lynn's boots. "You're gonna rip my costume, you bitch!"

"I don't fucking care! You're coming out of that thing, one way or another!"

Lynn's boots could take no more. At last, Seras pulled Lynn's boots off, and with it, the costume's attached leggings. With a mighty tug, Lynn's whole bodysuit swept off her body, leaving her with nothing but a few inches hanging on to her feet. Cold air washed over her pale, exposed skin. Lynn was too shocked to even scream.

Lynn was still inside her MEKA, but it hardly did her any good. Her pale, completely naked butt shone bright in the hall's lights. True to her hatred of visible panty lines, she hadn't worn any sort of traditional underwear. Instead, she'd chosen a strip of pink cotton with adhesive at both ends. Lynn's whisper-thin strapless panties began far below her bikini line, crept down to hug her privates tight, and slid invisibly between her ass cheeks. The pink cotton became visible again just above her butt crack, where it stuck tight to her skin.

"Aaaah!" Lynn shrieked, finally finding her voice. She kicked blindly at her attacker, but Seras dodged easily. With a final tug, she stole Lynn's costume right off her feet.

The girls' shouting could be heard even over the noise of the convention. More and more people crowded towards the corner where Lynn had trapped herself. The growing crowd couldn't see her Lynn's upper body, but her bare legs sticking out of the MEKA, and a few glimpses of her naked ass, drew plenty of attention.

"That's right, you crazy mecha-whore!" the Seras cosplayer taunted. "Stay off the road!"