Cosplay

Doria looked down at the text on her phone and started to cry. “He doesn’t understand,” she softly sobbed. Nobody understood. The few people she had told about her condition didn’t believe her. How could she possibly convince Mark that there was a real reason that she absolutely couldn’t go to the big Halloween party next week? She went with him last year. He knew that she was at the party the year before with Jaime, her then current boyfriend. He remembered her at other Halloween parties from when they were growing up. He thought she liked Halloween. ...

Halloween Haley was nervous and excited simultaneously. She had only been dating Lola for two weeks, and now Lola had asked Haley to go to a Halloween party. Maybe asked wasn’t the right word. Haley definitely wasn’t the dominant one in this relationship, and Lola seemed acutely aware of this. She had given Haley strict instructions on when she expected Haley to be at Lola’s house and to “wear something easy to change out of. No makeup, and be open minded.” ...

Continues from chapter three Chapter 4 - The Art Student “So, when will she arrive?” “Saturday, late in the afternoon. Flight 234.” “Sounds good. I’ll go pick her up and take good care of her.” It was so exciting! I just got off the phone with the Art college person who accepted my candidacy to be part of a very cool student program, even though I knew nothing about the Art nor was overly interested in it and had no intention to going back to school ...

Sitting at a bar in Los Vegas, Sarah is sitting down, shooting tequila faster than John Wayne’s pistol in an old western. Her soft blonde hair done up in her adorable curls was a hit, although tight tits, and curvy ass, barely constrained by her tight red cocktail dress, and her fairly short height accentuated by her three-inch stiletto heels certainly didn’t hurt her chances at going home with someone else tonight. She hadn’t even bothered with panties or a bra. ...

Ever since I was small I’ve been fascinated by rag dolls. I’ve no idea what the attraction is, maybe it’s because they don’t look human like most dolls or maybe it’s the often garish outfits they are dressed in. whatever it is I have over the years accumulated a small collection of the things – much to my friends amusement. I realised a couple of years ago that this fascination was starting to become more serious, a fetish if you like. The occasion was a fancy dress party at work and yep I hired an outfit, the garish dress, yellow wool wig and clumpy Mary Janes. I had a great time but afterwards I felt a bit let down – the outfit was great – as far as it went. I mean you could tell what I was dressed as but in my mind I didn’t look right. ...

(Author’s Note: This story contains many pop culture references that won’t be explained outright, so if you want to learn more, Wikipedia or Google may help.)(Gromet: Have added links to Wikipedia for some of the terms used.) My girlfriend is an Otaku. That’s Japanese for being a fan of Anime and Manga comics. In Japan this is somewhat considered a negative connotation towards people who spend all their time indoors, but it also means that you’re a fan to the point of borderline obsession. ...