The Flipper

As the group of friends arrived on the lobby floor, all three were astounded at the ocean of nerds before them. Dressed in all sorts of entertainment from anime to movies to video games and pretty much anything that hobby invested people were into; that wasn't basically sports or celebrity gossip. Although a group of people were cosplaying from Haikyu that Karina and Cammy happily wanted to snap a picture with, while Devin just had to strike a dorky, flexing pose with the Mutant League Football league.

“Ah a fellow Street Fighter!” Someone shouted towards Karina and her friends. As the young Asian turned around Cammy already had her arms around a ninja outfitted Kimberly cosplayer standing next to a cosplayer dressed as the final form of Ryuko from Kill La Kill. The gorgeous, curvy woman was wearing an even skimpier version of Ryuko’s suit. Something Karina didn’t think was possible to wear in public. Black was replaced with bright red. With the skirt flaps gone and the straps raised even higher, it resembled a sling bikini more than anything.

“Shelly, Sophie! Oh my god you both look amazing! You made those yourselves?!” Karina excitedly asked as she wrapped her arms around Sophie as the group conversed with each other. Interrupted by an individual in a Guy Fawkes mask hurrying past the group and bumping into Karina's shoulder, followed by a piercing shrill that turned everyone on the floor's heads toward the noise.

Despite being in a large crowd, the sound of now muffled screaming was a very stacked female roaming wanderlessly. The pink shirt she had on was now above her head and tied at her wrists, leaving her white Capsule Corp thong wedged between her bodacious booty and Dragonball pasties on her sizeable milky white calcium cannons being the only commodities she currently fashioned beneath the shirt.

“Hell yeah! The Flipper has struck again!”

“Always wanted to see Bulma naked.”

“Yo isn't that Meebers? She only ever shows lewds on Onlyfans!”

“Man, my Dragonball Radar is certainly picking up…”

“That isn't lore accurate! Goku took those panties, does no one care for accuracy?!”

As if right on cue, a Super Saiyan Goku ran up to the poor girl and quickly dragged the Bulma's cosplayers limited cover on her bottom half down to her ankles. Immediately the frazzled female began to run, getting a whole step in before faceplanting on the floor to a wonderful jiggle of her buttocks. Struggling to break free of her own shirt covering her face she tried asking for help.

This was met with the courtesy of the majority of socially awkward nerds usually garnered. A grope, rub, or slap to her generously girthy now exposed cheeks with the panties having been fully taken by the third guest being a regular Goku who did a combination of all three actions. But before he could get the panties off her ankles, Devin had laid Goku down with a single shoulder nudge, followed by a swift untying of her wrists and pulling down her shirt shielding her once exposed form.

By the time security had managed to make the scene and free the poor girl the damage had been done. People knew this con was inhabited by The Flipper. A local Pop-Con legend known initially for just flipping up skirts. But got more daring with his antics as the years passed.

Karina felt at least a bit better; her earlier accident was now overshadowed by this. But she knew being in a skirt wasn't ideal with the culprit still on the loose. Holding her chain close the group started to head towards the opening ceremonies.