Ashlynn and Kaitlynn had driven all the way to LA for the comics convention. Though it was Ash's idea, it was Kait who was driving, with Ash holding a hand over her head as if to faint. As if just the thought of actually going to such a massive event dressed in self made cosplay was more overbearing than the summer heat. They both were university students, so they had to carefully budget every square inch of it. At least, that's what Kaitlynn insisted, but the effects were magnified in Ashlynn's mind as they pulled into the massive tarmac lot.
Kaitlynn kicked open the door to her parents' old SUV, shouting over to Ash "Hey! Make sure the tickets are still in your titpurse!" Kait was referring to her bra, which they agreed she was to carry everything in so as to not bring a purse in and ruin the cosplay. On a blazing hot day like this, the crisp dry notes might not have survived those damp conditions. Ash meekly opens the other door and carefully puts her foot out, shielding her eyes from the sun
Ashlynn didn't feel confident on a good day, but today she felt like she could be humiliated at any moment, and that wasn't totally unwarranted. Her bust was practically spilling out from her cleavage cutout and she felt like the skirt she had on let a breeze right between her massive legs. Used to concealing her heavier form under layers of fabric, she was totally unaccustomed to the dress she was in. Her stomach spilled from the front, and what felt like just as much spilled from the back. This is definitely as skimpy as she's ever gone, and she's nervous.
Kaitlyn, on the other hand, barely thought about how anyone could see her nipples proudly standing through her top, or her cameltoe below and closely cut hot pants which showed her entire thigh crease and just a little more. She was out to get some skin-on-skin with some cosplayers as horny as she always seemed to be, and she didn't mind standing out to do that.
Every step Ash takes seems to put her at risk of showing off even more than she already is and she's all too aware of this, trying desperately not to have her tits fall out of her top as she leans out the car
"Kait, wait up, I can't go that fast..."
"Oh, get over here..." Kait runs to her fuck buddy of years and digs her hand inside Ash's shirt, taking longer than she clearly needs to in search of the tickets, her fingers running over the slips of paper and Ash's tender nipples more than enough times to run on Ash's nerves.
Ash goes beet red as her eyes dart around rows and rows of cars. "Kate!" She hisses, hoping to God above no one sees her, much less someone live streaming. The thought of her getting felt up, for hundreds or thousands to see was... She completed the thought in a very different way than she started it, drifting into a daydream.
"If you weren't so slow, I wouldn't need to--" Kait yanks the tickets out. "Aha!" She says as if she didn't know where they were for the past 30 seconds "All sweaty and stuff, but the guys at the front will have to take them, right?
Ash huffs, exasperated by the embarrassment and what sorts of thoughts it stirred. "They're not that sweaty," she meekly objects.
Kaitlynn takes her hand across her own face, apparently gauging the scent, before shrugging without comment "Now let's get some hustle in that step, okay?" She slaps Ash on the butt, goading her on.
Ash yelps, glares at her vexatious flirt of a friend but says nothing and follows her to the venue, all the while taking in the view of the world's shortest pants. The venue is a huge hotel, and the tickets come with a room for the three nights of the event. The two pass through the entrance and see the 'ticket dude'-- a total geek with pimples all over him by any normal girl's estimate. Ash and Kait walking in prompts him to cross his legs in some newfound discomfort, an effect which isn't lost on either of them "Um- Uh... tickets please?" he stammers.
Ash hands him the ticket and suppresses a small giggle in amusement of how she torments him. Kait passes her own ticket, and as she leads Ash away blows him a kiss "See you around, big boy~".
The ticket guy for his part let his gaze linger on their backsides even longer than he watched them from the front, the next guest had to ring the bell for his attention again. A small smile creeps on to Ash's face as she is led away, her thighs squeeze together as nectar gathers at her region.
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