No; she does something even better.

"You want me to take it all off?" Lynn shouted at the crowd. She raised her hands to her pasties and rubbed her fingers around the tiny pink circles, teasing the edges of her nipples.

"YEAH!!!"

Lynn steeled her nerves. Everything came down to this... would the crowd like it?

"Well, too bad!" Lynn shouted. She spun around, bent over as far as she could, and slapped her butt so hard it sounded like a gunshot. "I'm the one and only Bunny Hapa, Cosplay Queen! You all can kiss my ass!"

The crowd lost its mind.

Cameras flashed so bright that Lynn could feel the heat on her skin. They loved her soft, sweet butt. They zoomed in on the reddening handprint she'd given herself on the opposite cheek as the one Seras had left earlier. Finally, there were a lucky few who got pictures between her cheeks: In the split second when Lynn shifted her weight from one foot to the other, only a few could see that her pink strip didn't completely cover her tight little asshole.

Lynn sprang to her feet and flashed the V-sign. This time, her grin was real.

"That's right!" she shouted. "Bow to the queen!"

Seras, still steaming, couldn't control herself. "Queen of Sluts, more like!" She spat at Lynn's feet and turned to leave the corner she'd found Lynn trapped in, but found herself stopped by the crowd. She began to **** her way through.

"Hear that?" Lynn asked the crowd. "I'm royalty and she knows it! Give my court jester a big hand!"

The crowd cheered again as Seras pushed her way past the first row of cameras and disappeared. What she didn't count on was that if Lynn liked one thing more than the adoration of a crowd, it was ****.