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So... I'm not sure about posting this story on Literotica... On another art site, there was an artist called CAB. CAB was based in Florida, and along with a fetish for tickling was blessed with a wicked sense of humour. He was an excellent artist too. CAB could seemingly turn his hand to mimic almost any artistic style and used this ability to create spoofs of other artists' work, as well as produce quality original art of his own.
One of my favourite items was a recurring comic strip called Ashley Closet. Ashley was a young lass with a fetish for tickling and bondage, who was always thwarted in her sexual escapades. Her boyfriend was a useless nerd who did not get or understand her needs. He hung out with his best mates, Neckbeard (a comic book store owner) and Chin his hoody-wearing sidekick who only ever said one line (a bit like Groot); "Cool Beans!"
Other characters included Mr C the janitor, a Lovecraftian figure with a head like an octopus. Cat, a cat who thought he was the Dark Knight. Internet, Ashley's iMac computer, Mr Goodvibes, Ashley's... Well, you get the idea. Faceless Man was the man of Ashley's masturbatory fantasies, and Miss Thang was her nickname for her clitty.
Anyway CAB ran a competition for people to produce their own work based on the Ashley Closet strip. Lots entered. I won. Of this, I was dead proud. With the changes wrought on DA by its new owners though, CAB deleted his account and Ashley is no more. Thus without the reference material, I'm not sure how well what follows holds up. I still get all the references... I cannot unsee... Please, let me know if this still works...
The alarm droned on and Ashley groaned in unison.
"Hey Ash,' Called the Internet. "It's Saturday! Wanna see some porn?"
Ashley cracked one eye open and, after conceding it was indeed morning, muttered back at Internet.
"I could be persuaded... What ya got?'
"Well, Refective Desire just posted another latex tickl...Oh! Zach just sent you a message. Shall I read it out?"
"Go on," replied Ashley as she trudged to the bathroom.
"He says, 'Ashleeeeeee Bro my babe. At Neckbeard's store with Chin. He's got four tickets to Mega Expo next weekend. Do you wanna go too?' Wanna reply?"
"No," shouted Ash from the porcelain throne. "Internet, what is Mega Expo?"
"Oh, it's a trade show for the movie and graphic novel industries. Film stars, artists and nerds mingle in a mutual love fest. There is some dressing up involved, but it's not compulsory."
"Sounds dreadful," replied Ashley emerging from the bathroom. "What sort of dressing up?"
"They call it cosplay. It's basically fancy dress as your fave fictional character. Predictably there are many from Star Wars and Star Trek as well as DC and Marvel characters."
"Show me pictures," instructed Ashley sitting down at her desk. Internet provided a number of crowd shots from last year's Mega Expo.
"Wow! She looks hot, who is she dressed as Internet?" Ash pointed to a woman in a black shiny catsuit.
"That is a passable attempt at a Cat Woman from the DC Batman franchise."
"Do many go dressed like her? Show me pictures." Internet obliged.
"These are all 'Cat Women' Internet?"
"No. Starting from the top left you have Black Widow, Cat Woman, Black Cat, then Storm and Phoenix from the MCU version of X-men. Then there are two Selene's from Underworld a Bat Girl and the one in the crash helmet with ears is called Elf."
"If I dressed like that Zach would cum on the spot... I'm sure I've got an old coat like Selene's in the attic... Internet who is this Selene Character?"
"Selene is a vampire warrior called a Death Eater and the lead character in four of the five Underworld Movies, the third being a prequel. Selene is played by Kate Beckinsale. Her love interest is a man called Michael, who in the first film becomes a werewolf vampire hybrid."
"Got it. Internet show me shopping sites for catsuits and corsets."
"How about these, Ashley?"
"Ungggg... Yes.. that's.. the... stuff," exhaled Ashley as her left hand slid between her legs. "Where's Mr Goodvibes? I know he has some battery left."
Fifteen minutes later Ashley's credit card is maxed and a latex catsuit and a corset are prominent on the bill.
"Internet, message Zach"
"What would you like to say?"
"I'd love to attend. I'm cosplaying Selene from Underworld. You guys can be Werewolves or Vamps."
"Ashley he responded straightaway."
"Read it out."
"He says, 'Ashleee woweeee!!! AWESOME!!! The guys are mega-stoked. Neckbeard says he'll forgo his usual Obi-Wan to compliment your Selene. Plus he can source you contact lenses and fangs if you have not already."
Two days passed and Ashley had actually forgotten her internet order as she made her way up the hall with the food she'd bought from the store. Fumbling for her key Mr C stepped out of his apartment holding a box.
"Ashley, Hon, there was a delivery for you my dear."
"Oh, Mr C, Didn't see you there. A delivery for me?" Ashley's mind squirmed as she put on a smile for Mr C.
'tentacles... suckers... tentacles writhing twisting'
"Yes, Ashley. I don't mean to pry but it is one of those suspiciously anonymous parcels. Not a company logo to be seen anywhere..."
'Octo... octop... tentacles... so many suckers...'
Ashely focused hard on being polite, "Really Mr C?"
"Oh yes, I see so many, I don't know who people think they're fooling. So many parcels with branding on the outside that the plain ones stick out like sore thumbs."
'Green... writhing... twisting... suckers...'
"I can't remember what I've ordered, Mr C"
"So a sexy surprise awaits then! What fun," Mr C offered up the large brown parcel. Ashley blushed deep crimson and took the proffered package.