A Cosplayer's Tale

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Welcome to A Cosplayer's Tale. Please enter your (male) name: <<textbox "$name" "Sam">> [[I'm 18+ years old|DressingUp]] <<set $femininity to 0>> <<set $obedience to 0>> <<set $libido to 0>> <<set $day to 0>> <<set $clothes to "t-shirt and jeans">> <<set $underwear to "white briefs">> <<set $headwear to "none">> <<set $socks to "white socks">> <<set $shoes to "basic shoes">> <<set $location to "bedroom">>

<<set $location to "bedroom">> <img src="https://musicmayhemmagazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/02/140408913_3545768565540346_1259288495816717133_n-scaled.jpg" width="1000"> Nothing but your old, nerdy room... <<if $day == 0>> The convention left your head spinning. Charli’s invitation, Lia’s plan... it’s all so surreal. You lie on your bed, staring at the ceiling. <<set $clothes to "t-shirt and jeans">> <<set $underwear to "white briefs">> <<set $headwear to "none">> <<set $socks to "white socks">> <<set $shoes to "basic shoes">> [[Go to sleep|DreamM]] <<elseif $day == 1>> It's the next morning. Lia told you to come over and start prepping for the girls' club. You feel nervous... but maybe also curious? [[Head to Lia's House|TBC]] <<elseif $day >= 2>> You’re back in your room. The day is yours. <<link "Explore town">> <<goto "Explore">> <</link>> <<link "Work on your look">> <<goto "Mirror">> <</link>> <<link "Rest until tomorrow">> <<set $day += 1>> <<goto "WakeUp">> <</link>> <</if>>

The bet was simple: if you lost, you’d have to wear a girl’s cosplay to the convention. And of course, Lia knew you’d never back out. Now, as you look at yourself in the mirror, it's hard to believe what you’re seeing. You’re dressed as Hermione Granger from Harry Potter — a frilly skirt, tights, and a bushy brown wig with a hairline you’re not used to. Lia had insisted that you go all out, which meant *everything* — even the wand. Your heart races in a mix of embarrassment and excitement. This wasn't the plan... but here you are. You barely recognize yourself. <img src="https://i.redd.it/gse9erx9iho91.jpg" width="500"> You take a deep breath. "Alright, Sam... You got this," you mutter under your breath. You adjust the skirt once more, grabbing the prop wand Lia insisted was “non-negotiable.” You don’t have time to second-guess yourself. It’s time for the convention. You grab your phone, check the time — Lia’s already waiting. [[Go to AnimeCon|Convention]] <<set $clothes to "Hermione cosplay">> <<set $underwear to "white briefs">> <<set $headwear to "Brown wig">> <<set $socks to "Black high socks">> <<set $shoes to "Black shiny shoes">>

<<set $location to "conventionEventStart">> The moment you walk into the convention, you’re hit with a whirlwind of flashing cameras, costumed figures, and anime-themed booths. There’s no escaping the fact that you’re standing out in this crowd, but you try to ignore it. You don’t exactly fit in — or at least, you feel like you don’t. Lia, of course, is loving every moment. She looks amazing in her Asuka cosplay, her fiery red hair and tight, futuristic outfit making her look like she stepped right out of Evangelion. She gives you a teasing grin as she pulls you through the crowd. <style>.lia {color: #ff0000;}</style> “This is going to be hilarious,” Lia says with a wink. “Just own it, Sam. You look great, and no one knows us here!” <img src="https://img.coomer.su/thumbnail/data/2a/d5/2ad5efc5ea1c33c6af23a4a45d20778e7347a36bdfb0f66fc542c2d71c38f1aa.jpg"> You can’t help but laugh nervously, feeling out of place but also strangely excited. Maybe it won’t be so bad after all. You try to enjoy the event as best as you can, but then, something happens. As you’re browsing through one of the booths, you feel a tap on your shoulder. You turn around, and there she is — Charli. Your heart skips a beat. <img src="https://img.coomer.su/thumbnail/data/0f/73/0f736668d286cb78e3a6e6bffdcf25e642f646930824a1eb01bc3d242206fa10.jpg"> <style>.charli {color: #66cc66;}</style> “Hey, Hermione! You look amazing,” she says, her voice filled with sincerity. You blink, stunned. Did she just call you Hermione? Before you can gather your thoughts, she continues, “I’m Charli. I run the Harry Potter Club here at the convention. It’s a girls-only club, but I think you’d be a perfect fit! We meet next week. You should totally come — here, let me give you the address.” She takes out a small piece of paper and scribbles something down. “Here’s the address. It’s next Saturday, so you have some time to think about it. It would be great to have you there!” Your mind is racing. Did she just invite you... to a girls’ club? Does she think you’re a girl? [[Thanks I'll see if I can go|Convention2]]

<img src="https://media1.giphy.com/media/v1.Y2lkPTc5MGI3NjExd3RzYWpieGl0dG8xb2l1MXVnbHg4MDd2dnNoNWZraGprOWgwOGN5cCZlcD12MV9pbnRlcm5hbF9naWZfYnlfaWQmY3Q9Zw/nWiIdCXgZn9NJLkfDO/giphy.gif"> You dream about your favorite videogame... <<set $day to 1>> [[Wake up|Room]]

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