Tales of a Cosplay Slut Volume I: Tifa Lockhart
All characters in this story are over eighteen or older.
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Piper loved to become other people. No, not as an identity thief. She just enjoyed dressing up as characters from shows, books, movies, and games. From a very young age she'd embraced cosplay, going to conventions and gaining a cult following at the events as time went on. Naturally, Halloween happened to be her favorite holiday.
She had a slender, yet toned figure, and stood at 5'7". Her breasts were perfectly rounded, 38D's with bright pink nipples. She couldn't even remember what her natural hair color was, as she was constantly bleaching and dying it to fit whatever costume she was wearing. Her natural eye color was a very timid brown, though those often changed as well, as she had a collection of colored contacts to fit her current costume.
Dressing up wasn't the only thing Piper loved. She was a nymphomaniac, completely addicted to sex. She could never get enough, and enjoyed every single facet of it. Whether it was with men, women, or transsexuals, she was always down to get laid. One thing she'd realized very early on was that going to conventions dressed up as hot fictional characters was a surefire way to achieve both of her goals; becoming someone else, and getting fucked.
Currently, Piper was getting ready to attend a local JRPG Convention that was coming through town. She'd decided to dress up as a fan favorite character from an insanely popular rpg; Tifa Lockhart, from Final Fantasy VII. The first thing she always did was dye and style her hair, so that was where she began. She'd gone through the process of dying it brown, and then fashioning it into a very loose ponytail, held together near the end by a crimson ribbon.
After her hair was taken care of, it was time to get into costume. She slipped on a simple black bra and panty set. Then came the actual outfit. First, she slid on a black miniskirt that barely covered the top half of her thighs. After this, she slid on a cropped white tank top that ended just ended below her breasts and was very tight and form-fitting. She then wrapped a black belt with a silver buckle around the top of the skirt, and attached suspenders to it, running them up over her shoulders. For the finishing touches, she slid on a pair of earth colored boots, elbow-length black sleeves, and red gloves.
She looked over herself in the mirror and a huge smile crossed her lips.
"Hello there, Tifa," she said, blowing a kiss to her reflection. "Time to get your freak on."
And with that, she was off to the convention.
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The JRPG Fair was packed full of costumed and regularly dressed fans alike. There were tributes to Final Fantasy, Xenogears, Persona, Fire Emblem, and so many more spread throughout the crowds. One of the best of course was Piper's Tifa costume. Heads turned wherever she went, and several fanboys had already propositioned her for photos and dates. Today however, she'd turned them down, as she was on the prowl for something different.
It didn't take her long to find what she wanted. While exploring the assembled crowds, she came across another Final Fantasy VII cosplayer taking photos with fans. This girl was gorgeous, clad in a pink dress, buttoned down the front from her neck to just past her thighs, so that the ends flowed freely. She also had a red jacket over her shoulders that only reached below her breasts, steel wrist cuffs, and brown boots. Her hair was long and brown, done up in a neat braid that went all the way down her back and was tied off with a pink ribbon near the top. Curly bangs framed her face, and her eyes were a sparkling teal green.
Piper licked her lips and approached. As she did, the fanboys surrounding the girl in the pink dress whistled and clapped. The girl smiled politely to Piper and they leaned together, arm in arm, as several new flashes went off as people took even more photographs.
"Very adorable, Aerith," Piper whispered.
"Thanks. You make a really hot Tifa," the girl whispered back.
As the fans began to disperse, Piper turned to the girl, looking her up and down, a raw hunger in her eyes.
"How about we go somewhere quiet for a chat?"
"What kind of a chat?" The girl asked curiously.
"Oh just a friendly one," Piper giggled.
Piper grabbed her hand and led her through the crowds. They were stopped several more times and asked for photos, and both were kind enough to oblige each time. Finally though, they came to the elevators that led to the upper levels of the hotel.
When the doors closed, Piper was on the girl in a heartbeat. She pushed her against the wall of the elevator and began to kiss her neck, suckling and nibbling on the sensitive flesh. The girl gasped and put her hands on Piper's shoulders.
"W-What are you doing?"
Piper lifted her head, inches away from the girl's face.
"What's your name?" She whispered.
"It's Tiffany, but-"
She didn't get a chance to finish. Piper pressed her lips against Tiffany's, kissing her passionately. Tiffany struggled momentarily but soon found the kiss pleasurable and inviting. Rather than trying to push Piper away now, she wrapped her arms around her shoulders, kissing her back. She could feel the other woman's tongue pressing against her lips and parted them, inviting it inside to dance with her own.