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I've attached a Word 2003 doc file.  Let me know if it doesn't work.


Emi Tsuruta
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/emitsuruta/www/ 

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Cosplay at a Convention
By Emi Tsuruta

Note: this is one in a series of posts about my life.  If you'd
like to know more about my friends and me, please drop by my home
page at:
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/emitsuruta/www/


One day, my friend Satomi and I were having lunch in the
cafeteria on campus.  We were just sitting there, eating and
chatting, the same as always, when Satomi glanced over my
shoulder, and suddenly brightened up.  I turned around looking to
see what had caught her eye.  She seemed to be looking at this
guy with deep soulful eyes heading our way.  Sure enough, he
waved to Satomi, and she flashed him this big smile, and waved
back.

"Hey!  Who's that?" I asked.

"Who?" she answered, playing dumb.  I nodded towards the dreamy
guy she'd just said hi to.

"Oh him.  It's no one.  He's just in one of my classes."

I knew there had to be more to the story than that, but for some
reason, Satomi didn't want to tell me.  I watched him as he
wended his way through the cafe, and soon realized that the girl
behind him was following him around.  'Is that his girlfriend?' I
wondered.  Maybe that's why Satomi doesn't want to talk about
it.

"He must have a name," I insisted.  His hair kind of stuck up at
a strange angle, but it gave him a unique look, and his eyes were
positively mesmerizing.

"Adam," she whispered, looking down at her plate now.  Before I
could ask more, Satomi got up, and walked away, tray in hand.

"Hey, where're you going?" I called after her.

"Lunch is almost over," she noted, nodding towards the clock. 
"We have to get to class."

She was right of course, but I still wanted to find out more
about this guy.  Satomi is usually so shy, so how did the two of
them even start talking?

Anyway, I got up, put away my tray, and came back for my stuff. 
Satomi was half way across the cafe by then, in a rush all of a
sudden.

"I'll call you later," I yelled after her, as she stalked off.  I
headed to class myself, still wondering about this guy, but
eventually, I managed to settled down, and concentrate on the
class.  Afterwards though, I gave Satomi a call.

"I have to go to the museum," she told me.  "There's an exhibit
my anthro prof asked us to check out."  The museum is right on
campus, but I hadn't really spent much time there.

"Do they have Halloween costumes in the gift shop?" I asked. 
Halloween was coming up, and a few people had asked me if I was
going to one of the Halloween parties.

"I don't know.  Maybe."

"Oh OK.  How about I meet you at the gift shop?  In an hour or
so?"

"Yeah, sure."

I stopped in a few places along the way, but when I got closer to
the museum, I saw Adam again.  There was no sign of his
'girlfriend' this time.  He went into the building next door to
the museum.  I wondered if I should follow him in to see what he
was up to, but actually, I guess I should find Satomi first.  He
is cute though, kind of my type.

I went into the museum, and found the gift shop.  It wasn't that
large, but it was packed with all kinds of stuff.  The shopkeeper
looked to be Japanese, a smartly dressed older man with a hint of
grey in his trendy beard.  He smiled when he saw me, probably
recognizing me as a fellow Japanese, and motioned for me to go
ahead, and look around.

I found their clothing section near the back, next to what looked
like a change room.  They had lots of museumy-type outfits -
cowboys and Indians, union and confederate soldiers, Egyptian
pharaohs, roman centurions, that sort of stuff.  They did have an
Indian dress sort of like Pocahontas wore, but most of the
women's outfits weren't that sexy.  They didn't seem to be
Halloween costumes at all, but more like uniforms made for the
wax figures in the museum.

I finally spotted Satomi outside.  She'd bumped into Adam too,
and was chatting away with him in the entrance to the shop.  I
waved to her, but she seemed more focused on Adam.  Ah well.  I
guess I should try to find a costume anyway.

They did have a nice pair of thong sandals, but what would go
with that?  There was some medicine man stuff - cowhide vests,
deer-skin loincloths and feather head dresses.  I wonder if I can
put together something with these.

I signaled to the shopkeeper that I wanted to use the change
room, and he motioned for me to go ahead.  I brought the sandals,
grabbed a top and a loincloth, and disappeared off into the back.
 After pulling the curtain shut, I stripped out of my clothes,
trying to figure out how to put this stuff on.  There was a strip
of cowhide at the side of the loincloth that you use to tie it
on.  My undies were going to show, so I ended up taking them off.
 I was trying to focus on dressing, but I was getting a bit
excited to be naked here in the museum at school.

I finally got the loincloth on.  At the front and the back, there
were flaps made of grey and white fur - plush and fuzzy - that
felt nice on my bare skin.  It was completely open at the sides
though leaving my hips and backside pretty much exposed.

The 'top' I'd grabbed wasn't much better.  It wasn't even a top
at all, more like a bib or a collar made of deep red cloth that
just barely covered my shoulders and breasts.  It was completely
backless with just the strap around my neck there to hold it up.

I knew that I shouldn't really wear this out in public, but I
kind of wanted to see how it looked before I took it off.  There
was no mirror in the change room, so I pushed back the curtain,
and peered out.  Satomi was still chatting away with Adam.  I
wonder - should I go out, and show them this outfit?  Satomi
always complains whenever I gallivant around half naked, but I
didn't think Adam would mind.  I was kind of curious to see how
he would react.  Getting up my nerve, I came out, and padded over
their way, getting a bit of a thrill from the feel of the air on
my bare skin.  I was getting more and more excited.

Unfortunately, I didn't get quite as much of a reaction as I'd
hoped.  Satomi ignored me, and Adam just glanced at me for a
split second, before turning back to Satomi.

"Are you going to the party at the James?" Adam asked Satomi, in
his husky voice.  Ah well.  If this doesn't get their attention,
maybe I should find a head-dress to go with it.  I leaned forward
to look at what was on the lower shelves, but this made my top
fall forward leaving my breasts exposed.  Adam didn't even
notice, but another boy, who happened to be walking outside,
caught sight of my hanging tits, and came rushing into the shop!

"Emi!  Is that you?"  It was Kazuki, one of the guys I know from
the Japanese Students Union.  Terribly embarrassed, I
straightened up, and flattened my little nothing of a top over my
breasts, covering back up.  Unfortunately, I could feel the air
swirling around my buttocks, and when I went to adjust my
loincloth, I think I might have inadvertently flashed him my
pussy.  Whoops!

"What a coincidence!" Kazuki grinned.  "Imagine meeting you
here!"  Kazuki is a cheerful guy, but up until then, I'd mainly
thought he was an anime nerd, always going on about 'One Piece'
or 'Pokemon' or whatever.  He seemed pretty thrilled to see me
standing here showing all this bare skin.

"Oh Kazuki.  Sorry.  I didn't realize you were here."  I turned
to face him head on.  He seemed fascinated by the exposed flesh
on my sides.  I must have been blushing by then.  Even Adam
looked in, clearly curious about this new development.  Kazuki
went on,

"I was just on my way to the library, but actually, I'm glad I
bumped into you.  I was wondering... would you be interested in a
job?"

I'd been planning to go back, and change back into my street
clothes, but my ears perked up as soon as I heard the word 'job.'
 I had been looking for a side job, to make a bit of extra
spending money.

"Job?  What kind of job?" I asked.

"There's a comics convention coming up, and I was wondering if
you'd be interested in working our table with us."

"Um, what exactly would I have to do?" I asked cautiously.

"Have you met Masa?  He and I rent a table at these conventions,
and sell manga and anime DVD's.  A lot of the other booths have
girls working them - cosplayers - and they kind of steal our
business.  If we had you though... cheezus, we'd clean up for
sure," he grinned, nodding down towards the exposed flesh of my
behind.

"Cosplayers?  No, no, I'm not..." I rushed to correct him. 
Feeling a bit worried about how much he could see, I felt for the
back flap of my loin cloth, but somehow it had gotten twisted off
to the side, leaving the crack of my buttocks exposed.  I hadn't
really meant for him to see my bottom, so I quickly came around
to the front to face him, patting my butt cheeks in
embarrassment.  I peered over my shoulder at Adam to see what he
thought of my behind.  He was still talking with Satomi, although
I think I saw him sneak a peek over this way, checking me out.

"You could wear that," Kazuki offered, positively beaming.

"This?  No, this isn't mine.  I was just trying it on," I
explained.  I started fiddling with the back flap, trying to get
it straightened out, but I think I was just making things worse.
Adam was peering over at my bare bottom more deliberately now,
but he looked confused, wondering I guess what I was doing.  It
sounded like he was trying to wrap things up with Satomi, and
hightail it out of there.  I guess I've seen that before - guys
who try to run away - although I must admit I don't understand
it.  I obviously didn't mind if he looked, so why not take
advantage?

"You do look gorgeous in it," Kazuki grinned.  "I can buy it for
you if you'd like."

Frustrated by Adam's skittishness and a bit annoyed at myself for
getting caught by Kazuki, I realized I should probably wrap
things up too.

"Uh, no, thanks."  Casting one last glance at the rattled Adam, I
finally fixed the back of my loin cloth, and came back inside
intending to go change.

"Hey, wait," Kazuki protested.  "You could wear something else
then.  We have tons of costumes at the comics store."

"What kind of costumes?" I asked, still trying to get the back
flap to lie flat.  I honestly hadn't meant to show Kazuki
anything, but fiddling with the flap was making the waistband
come loose.

"Bat girl bikinis, super girl bikinis," he suggested.  When I
heard 'bat girl,' at first I thought he was talking about girls
who work at baseball games bringing bats.

"Anything else?"  Kazuki seemed quite amused at the way I kept
flashing him my behind, but quite honestly, I was just trying to
get my costume back in order.  Maybe I was vaguely enjoying
showing off my body, but I didn't want to give him the wrong
idea.

"Wonder girl bikinis, spider girl bikinis."

"Anyway, I don't even know if I can make it that day," I finally
blurted out in frustration.

"Oh promise me you'll come.  You could even wear your old
schoolgirl uniform... if you still have it."

Adam was clearly gone now, so I just ignored Kazuki, and headed
into the change room.  Why on earth did I go, and do that for?  I
don't know anything about anime, and now Kazuki has this idea
that I'm going to play dress up for all these geeky guys! 
Anyway, I'd better get out of this, and go talk Kazuki out of the
whole idea.

When I came back out, it was just Kazuki and Satomi at the front
of the store.  I think Satomi might have caught a brief peek of
me in my priestess get-up, but she didn't say anything about it.
Kazuki was telling Satomi about this convention thing, but she
seemed even less interested than I was.  In the end, I just told
him I'd think about it, and went on my merry way.

After I got home though, I thought about it some more.  What had
Kazuki said near the end there?  I could wear my schoolgirl
uniform.  I didn't have it with me in the States, but perhaps I
could find something similar online.  Our school's was a bit
old-fashioned - Prussian blue with two white stripes on the
sleeves and on the hem of the flare skirt.  Our scarf was red,
but maybe if I could find a robin's egg blue scarf and a grey
collar, that would look conservative enough.

I looked on the web.  It was harder than I thought to find the
uniform I was looking for.  There were quite a few white sailor
blouses, but the navy ones tended to be longer, not like a
cosplayer wears.  Oh well.  If I can't find one in time, I'll
just tell Kazuki that I can't do it.  There are other jobs I can
do.

When I came home from school the next day though, I found myself
trawling the web again looking for a uniform I could wear.  I did
finally find one that might work.  The sleeves on the blouse were
a bit longer than my old one, and there were no stripes on the
skirt, but otherwise it was a pretty close match.  On a whim, I
went ahead, and placed the order.  I wasn't sure if it would
arrive in time, but a few days before the convention, it arrived
in the mail.

Around that time, Kazuki gave me a call to see if I would do it.
I still felt embarrassed about our run-in in the gift shop, and I
told him point blank I wasn't going to dress like that.  He said
fine, but you could tell he was imagining all sorts of things.  I
don't know what he thought was going to happen, but he seemed to
think that my being there was going to work miracles for their
store.

I was pretty nervous actually.  I don't think I'd ever been to a
comic convention before, and I didn't know what it would be like.
 It was held in a big hotel downtown.  Kazuki said I could meet
them at the hotel, but we had to go early to set up.

The hotel was absolutely gorgeous.  The lobby's ceiling was
incredibly high.  There were paper chandeliers and a luxurious
red and brown color scheme.  There were even escalators to take
us down to the convention.  Kazuki gave me a frilly wristband, so
I could get in and out of the hall without being stopped.

Masa smiled when he saw me.  I had seen him before at some of the
JSU meetings, although I don't think we'd talked.  He was pretty
quiet, but you could tell he was happy that I'd joined them. 
Apparently, it's some kind of big thing to have a girl on your
team.

In the ball room where the convention was held, there were all
these long tables set up in the middle and along the edges.  The
other vendors seemed cool enough, dressed neatly, and not as
geeky as I had pictured.

There were a few other women there: dojinshi artists, cosplay
models, sales assistants.  I said hi to the girls who worked next
to us, and they said hi back.  These two girls were Asian
(Chinese?), but they had on these incredibly long wigs sort of
like Rapunzel.  One girl, Sue, was supposed to be a maid, and the
other looked like one of Santa's elves I guess.  The other girls
were wearing uniforms based on Japanime heroines or western
superheroes.

I'd come in my street clothes just to check things out.  It
looked peaceful enough, and the people seemed friendly.  I
eventually decided to just go for it.  I went back up to the
front desk, and asked where the ladies room was, and they
directed me up the escalator to the second floor.  It was really
quiet up there.

I got out my schoolgirl uniform to take a closer look.  The color
of the material was really dark, almost black more than navy, but
it felt crisp and new.  Once I'd got it on, I came out to check
myself in the mirror.  You could see my bare thighs, tummy and
bellybutton, but it wasn't all that indecent.  I guess it'll be
alright

Once I finished changing, I went back down, and showed Kazuki and
Masa.

"Yeah.  Nice.  You look great," Kazuki smiled.  Masa's eyes were
absolutely sparkling, but he'd gone mute, unable to speak even. 
I was actually a bit worried, because my uniform was nowhere near
as flashy as what some of the other girls were wearing, but
Kazuki and Masa seemed pleased with how I looked, so that was
good.

Eventually, the convention started, and they let all the
customers in.  People just kind of wander around, but sometimes a
whole bunch of people would congregate at one table.  In one of
the other rooms, there was supposed to be a panel with famous
guests later.

I tried to be friendly whenever someone came to our table, but
most guys were pretty shy.  They'd come up, and leaf through the
bins of comics, only sneaking the occasional peek at me.  I'd
smile sweetly at them, but most of them would look away, all
flustered.

A bit bored, I started talking to Sue, the Chinese maid girl at
the next table.  She was an anime fan, and had designed her
costume herself.  It did look kind of home-made, but it must have
taken forever to make, and showed off her shoulders to nice
effect.  She didn't seem embarrassed about it at all.  She seemed
proud actually of not only her costume, but her body too.  She
seemed pretty cool.

Kazuki kept counting the money in the till.  He did seem kind of
worried about whether they were pulling in enough to pay for the
booth and my salary as well.  I felt a bit guilty because they
had agreed to pay me a decent wage, so I wanted to earn my keep.
They were both really polite though, not saying anything to me
about it.

Masa was acting weird actually.  He kept peering over at me and
blushing, almost as if he had a crush on me or something.  Maybe
he'd been staring at me at the JSU too, but I just hadn't clued
in before.  It was kind of flattering.

Kazuki started reminiscing about some of the other conventions
they'd been to, and what some of the girls had worn there.

"Do you remember that girl in her underwear?" he beamed, talking
more to Masa than me.

"What?  She just came in here in her panties and bra?" I asked, a
bit scandalized.

"No, not exactly.  I think she was wearing a skirt at first, but
took it off later.  Here.  I think I have a picture."  Kazuki dug
through the stuff under the table, and pulled out a clipping from
a newspaper.  The girl was definitely Japanese, some kind of
model I guess, and there she was in a white sailor blouse,
running shoes, and these incredibly tiny little panties.  "If you
could do something like that...," he mused allowed.  I glanced
over at Masa, but he was just blushing even more picturing it.

I looked down at my skirt, trying to remember what kind of
panties I had on.  Some of them the weave is so loose they are
almost see-through, but I was pretty sure these panties were a
heavier silky material.  I definitely hadn't planned on showing
them to anyone when I got dressed that morning.  As far as I
could remember, these ones were fairly low rise bikini panties. 
They are nice and cool in the warm weather, but they hung fairly
low on my hips, and didn't really cover my whole backside.

I looked back at Kazuki, but he had turned away to deal with some
customers.  It was kind of a crazy idea taking off my skirt, but
then again there was Sue in her shoulder-less maid uniform, some
girl in a tank tee, and other girls in pretty revealing
super-heroine or fighter outfits.  I didn't exactly stand out
here with this kind of competition.

I actually wanted to talk with Kazuki some more about it, but he
was avoiding my gaze now perhaps embarrassed at having brought it
up.  Even if I don't take off my skirt, maybe I could just raise
the hem a bit to give them a peek-a-boo glimpse at my panties. 
That wouldn't be quite so embarrassing, but it might get some
guys looking.

I wandered off to the side, and sat down trying to get away from
the crowd.  I lifted up my skirt peeking down at my panties, and
sure enough, they were the sparkly white low rise ones.  Shoot! 
If I'd known this would happen, I would have brought a more
decent pair.

I slid my fingers in to the waistband of my skirt, and undid the
hook at the side.  Underneath there was a loop of material with a
sliding metal fastener on it, so I could adjust the size of
waistband.  I pinched the fastener to get it to move, pulled the
waistband up, and slid the fastener a bit tighter, before sliding
the hook in again.  Some of the customers were kind of watching
me, but I tried to just ignore them, and focus on my skirt.

After I'd raised the waistband, there was still enough material
to cover my panties at the front, but the hem was fairly loose at
the back just barely covering me, even sitting down.  I was a bit
worried about how I looked, but I slowly stood up, trying to pull
the hem down at the back.  Kazuki peered over at me, a bit
surprised that I was actually doing this.  I guess he thought I
was too good of a girl to go along with his suggestion.  I
probably would have been more cautious except that I didn't
really know anyone here, other than Kazuki.  I'd probably never
see most of these people again.

Soon though, the guys behind me started looking over this way,
staring down at my rear end.  It was kind of embarrassing.  I
began to wonder I'd pulled the skirt up too far, but when I went
to sit back down, Kazuki motioned for me to leave it.

"It's okay, Emi!  Don't worry.  You look fine."

I wasn't so sure about that, but in any case, I did seem to have
caught people's attention.  More guys were coming to our table
now, leafing through the bins while trying to sneak a glance at
me.  I was actually pretty surprised.  Kazuki had been right
about me acting as a draw for their business.

Nervously, I stepped forward hiding my crotch against the table.
Sue looked over at me, but she just smiled, used to the whole
sexy outfit thing.

Masa leaned over, and whispered something to Kazuki.

"What?" I asked.

"No... Masa was just saying that you are a very beautiful woman,"
Kazuki said.  I looked at Masa, even more surprised.  I wasn't
sure how to respond.

"Um, thanks, I guess," I finally said.  Masa became even more
flustered, trying to make it out as if he was just joking, but
I'm pretty sure his compliment had been sincere.

After a while, the crowd kind of died down a bit, maybe off to
see the panel discussion in the other room.  For some reason, I
was all worked up by then, really wanting to help out as much as
I could.  Kazuki and Masa both seemed like nice guys, and I
wanted them to do well.

Behind a table on the other side, opposite us, there was a cute
girl - maybe Japanese - with a green wig on.  She was dressed all
in white - white lace up boots, a white mini-dress and white
panties.  She had beautiful features and creamy white thighs, but
her eyes were so dark, evil-looking, haunting even.  She kept
looking over at me, but not in a friendly way.  I think she
thought that the two of us were rivals, helping our friends
compete for the same customers.  She'd obviously been a big deal
earlier in the show, attracting a lot of attention, but now that
the customers were dying down, she was looking for someone to
blame, and seemed to think I had something to do with it.

I got kind of tired of her icy stares after a while, and decided
to take things up a notch myself.  I undid my skirt again, and
folded the waistband up even more.  There was kind of a limit
with this skirt though.  I'd folded it so many times that it was
starting to look all bulky and not attractive at all.  I glanced
over at the green-haired girl, and finally decided to just go for
it.  You could see her panties clear enough.  Two can play that
game.  I undid the skirt, and took it all the way off, the way
Kazuki had originally suggested.

Kazuki gave me a kind of ambiguous look, and innocent Masa was
going into convulsions to see his precious little angel tarting
herself up this way.  Sue gave me a big smile though.  She
obviously approved, and seemed happy to have made friends with
me.

Still a bit unsure, I kept adjusting my panties, first trying to
cover my butt cheeks, and when that wouldn't work trying to pull
them up, so that the crack of my butt wasn't showing.  These
particular panties are pretty mini though, so not matter what I
did, it didn't seem to help.  I finally just left them like that
not really covering much of anything.

There was one photographer there that day, covering the event for
some kind of fanzine I think.  Someone ran off, and got him, and
he asked if he could take my picture.  I invited Sue and the elf
girl to get in on the shots.

He actually told us to ignore him, and 'act natural,' but that
wasn't so easy with him wandering around taking our picture.  I
think Sue wants to be a model, because she was making goo-goo
eyes at the camera, and fooling around playing all kinds of
tricks with me and her elf friend.  In this one shot, the elf
girl and I are leaning over the comic bins looking for something
for a customer, but Sue is behind me, pulling open the waistband
of my panties, giving the camera guy a peek at my booty.  Sue's
skirt was kind of covering her panties, so I couldn't do the same
thing to her, but she kept teasing as if she were going to pull
down her own panties herself.  I haven't really done much
modeling before, but it was kind of fun mucking around with Sue
for this fanzine guy.

The panel discussion must have ended, because soon, a whole bunch
of people came back into our hall.  Sue and the elf girl went
back to their table, and I had to focus on our own customers
although I think the fanzine guy was still wandering around
taking my picture.  I felt a bit embarrassed standing here in my
undies with all these people here now, but the guys seemed to get
a kick out of it, so that was good.  One particularly brave guy
even asked for my phone number.  I was so surprised I didn't know
what to say.  He seemed nice enough, but anyway, this wasn't
really the right time or place for that kind of thing.

The show kind of wound down late in the afternoon.  Sue and I
exchanged numbers, and promised to keep in touch.  Kazuki wanted
to organize some kind of photo shoot at their store, but I just
kept it light not committing.  Masa looked really sad, when I
pulled my skirt back on, and headed upstairs to get changed. 
Anyway, it was an interesting experience.

Emi Tsurutahttp://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/emitsuruta/www/

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