Someone heard her, Lynn has to hide.

Lynn convulsed and moaned happily atop the pile of plushies before finally starting to come down the explosive orgasm. She panted heavily, trying to catch her breath as a big smile grew on her face, still in the high of relief. With pleasant feelings swirling around, Lynn stretched her arms and legs out, deciding to get comfortable until the room stopped spinning. All those worries like finding clothes and that silly contest to wait. All those plushies felt better against her naked skin.

She just felt so good.

However, before the nude girl could truly relax, she could hear footsteps outside the closet she was hiding in. There was a voice.

"I thought I heard something in here."

This just wasn't fair. Lynn couldn't catch a break without somebody coming close to seeing her naked. And after what she just did? The poor girl could barely catch her breath. Her eyes quickly scanned the room for some way that she could hide, but all the closet had was plush dolls.

It would have to do.

As quickly as Lynn could, she grabbed as many plushies as she could and piled them onto herself. Was it going to work? Not likely, but Lynn had to at least try! She grabbed as many plushies to hide under as she could before she heard the door creak open. Lynn got under them, feeling her heart start to race again.

The door opened all the way, letting the light of the convention in. There was a confused vendor worker, looking inside. "Hello?"

Lynn held her breath. She was a mess, completely nude and smelling of sweat and sexual fluids. Her hiding place needed to work.

"Someone in there?" said one worker.

"Nah, I think a shelf fell over. But I could of swore I heard somebody." replied the one at the door. He shrugged and shut the door. Lynn listened for some footsteps. She was alone again.

The naked girl let out a huge sigh of relief, sitting up and causing various plush dolls to fall everywhere. Then of all things, Lynn giggled. Despite her really bad luck and her perverted indulgence, she hadn't been caught yet. She ended up naked and got to masturbate to the best orgasm of her life. It was almost as fun as showing off her cosplay.

Almost.

Lynn shook her head. Risking exposure _was _fun and she wasn't going to deny she enjoyed it to an extent, but there were more important things to do. She had to get some form of cover, find her friends, and get her cosplay fixed. Bunny Hapa may have had a rather humid detour, but there was still a contest to win.

Lynn pushed aside some of the plush dolls when she happened to recognize some of the designs of them near her lap. There were some chibi variations of the Overwatch characters. They were cute in a way, but what really caught Lynn's attention was the positioning of one of them. One resembling Tracer was on top of her lap, face down towards her womanhood.

This put a blush on Lynn's face, but despite that she smiled. Lynn slowly stood up, holding the Tracer plushy, then saw a D.Va. They weren't clothes, but she could at least hold something over her breasts and pussy while sneaking around.

Lynn slowly pushed the closet door open and looked outside.