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and then, pointing at me, "and you've definitely got the big thing!" Eventually we made it past the fortune cookies, and Pete made us all drinks after dinner; we started talking about the cosplay night that Jodi and I shared with Tara. It was obvious the girls weren't big comic book fans, and I think they were into it for the kinky role-playing...but that's fine with me.

I quickly got Gatsby his kibble and some water. When the cat was happily eating, I turned my attention to Gabe. "What ya got there?" I sat on a barstool and swiveled closer to him. He glanced around sheepishly before heaving the book on the counter. Moments before I saw the cover up close, I'd imagined it to be a book from Professor Pops' Museum of the Supernatural, and worried Gabe stole it. No one was to touch those pages. Turned out the book was nothing mystical, just page after page of whimsical dresses by the designer Vera Wang.

Then stared harder. “…You’re joking,” I said slowly. Violet doubled over laughing. “I wish.” I picked one up carefully, like it might bite me. Thin straps, cutouts in places clothing had no business cutting out, fabric that seemed to exist mostly on principle. “This isn’t a costume.” “Yes it is,” she said cheerfully. “Anime cosplay.” “This is lingerie pretending to have hobbies.” She laughed. “That’s most cosplay.” “It covers nothing,” I said flatly.

"Youth of this generation... Rags on their skin, all in the name of costumes." Vivian whispered, "We better get out of here. These people have a point." She gestured to their tattered clothes. "You're dressed in rags with no underwear, and there are holes exposing your skin. I'm wearing a dead man's clothes, and it's got holes and bloodstains on it. Then Leo is cosplaying the devil's brother." Leo poked his finger at his chest. "This is an honorable outfit in the underworld." Alice rolled her eyes. "Then we'll go shoplifting. Unless either of you have better ideas."

"I saw your cosplay videos a few years ago... What motivated you to cosplay?" Meera's eyes lit up, it was a topic she enjoyed. Voice filled with nostalgia, she replied, "I found joy in it. Back in college, I joined the cosplay group and soon became the 'queen of cosplay'. It was fun until the former leader began to pick on me..." Her smile slowly faded as Ben's face popped into her mind.

Finally, two long braids hang down my miraculously larger boobs and end just past my waist. Overall, the outfit gives the impression of being too large and, enhanced by the long skirt, convent-schoolgirl style. My demeanor though is mature and smoky: cat-eye makeup, retained orange irises, pink blush and sheer pink gloss. Neither Sol nor I were into cosplay when I was still breathing but it would seem that right now I’m roleplaying exclusively for the camera of Death’s eyes.

Rex whispers, making me laugh. "Hey fuck off; I have my fantasy; you guys have yours." Seth slumped in his seat, pouting like a child as Terry consoled him with a kiss on his cheek which made his frown turn upside down. "I cosplayed once," Ares announces out of the blue. "I wore a white tux, with a black dress shirt and tie. Looking like James Bond." I shift in my seat to look at Ares. "What you wore was your communion outfit. That wasn't cosplaying."

Luca got us outfits, along with some sort of face masks to conceal our identity, which is an extremely brilliant move. My outfit consisted of black doll-like boots with a short corset dress that complimented my body so much, making me look like a bratz’s doll. Meanwhile, Luca was dressed in leather, it’s the first time I’d be seeing him in something like this, and it made my stomach curl with Lust as I looked him up and down. The mask I had on had bunny ears, concealing the top part of my face, and when Luca stood behind me, with his mask still in his hand, it gave me the perfect image of what I’ve been trying to picture since I saw it online.

In the middle of their way, in the middle of the congested streets during the rush hour in the city, Virando started to ask, “What do you want to buy, Pretty Sumico? Why do you suddenly ask me to take you to the mall?” “I need to buy a cosplay costume, Brother Vir…” replied Sumico quite bashfully. “Cosplay costume? You want to wear a costume, don’t you? For what?” Virando somewhat raised up his eyebrows. “I need to wear a costume to attend a reunion party of my schoolmates in my high school times this coming Saturday, Brother Vir. The theme is western cosplay… I’ve just received the invitation this afternoon…” Sumico showed the invitation card from her cellphone to her handsome Brother Vir.

I asked her confusedly. I wanted to turn my head around to prevent myself from staring at her, but I couldn't. My eyes were locked on her like magnets. She's a sight for sore eyes, and I kept staring at her in disbelief that my bodyguard could look so incredibly amazing. "This is what you want, correct?" she asked in a very seductive voice. I had always wanted to do a cosplay like this but never imagined it would come true. She climbs towards the bed, her bosoms stretching her neckline down as she bends over and crawls toward me.