Cosplay Vixens

Lila and Kira's sense of adventure took them out of their safe city into the forests on a camping retreat. One of the nights was designated a costume night, however they did not have anything suitable. So, they washed out their signature pink hair and put on their night gowns. Nobody complained, although in the morning, a train of people could be seen walking out of the sisters' tent.

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The photo shoot seemed to go on for hours for Melonie. She entered because she thought her outfit for the party looked cute, however she did not expect the photographer to be so pushy and want her to sign papers. To her advantage, the business degree she was earning was put to use well in understanding what he was trying to do. She managed to get most of the profits of the pictures in return for exclusive rights for a year.

Once the formalities were dealt with, she started to notice his charm. He was kinda cute in fact. Paying close attention to him as he moved about her, she noticed that he seemed to be walking with a bit of a limp. To her shock, the lighting his just right and she noticed that he was quite blessed. By the end of the shoot, she thought to the next one... she thought of wardrobe accidents that could happen to see if she could embolden him to ask the right question.

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The scene was set. Lights setup right. Cordelia posed just right in her shapely character outfit.

*Flash*

"Perfect!" the photographer exclaimed. "Your outfit matches Lenara's from Siege of Moons!"

He continued, "What do you have holding the shape on your top? It moves so... realistically."

Cordelia, a little confused, replied, "What do you mean? The cloth for the top is pretty thick, so that might be it."

Getting right to the point, he then asked, "I mean to ask ... What are your falsies made of? Are they water balloons, silicone, ...?"

Cordelia blushed, "These aren't falsies... It's all me..."

She stepped off the platform and then he realized it, shortly before the shock sent him falling to the ground as he fainted.

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After the photography sessions were finally over for the night. James sat down and took a swig of whiskey from the flask. "Ahh... finally. So many skimpy costumes tonight... I wish Alice was here..."

"Hi!" a voice called from behind him, causing him to jump and drop his flask.

"Alice!? I thought you'd be gone for a few years!" James replied as he turned to see her.

James's jaw dropped. His girlfriend had changed significantly since he last saw her. Her hair was presented in a side-braid and had a wild variety of colors running through it. Her eyes... the same golden eyes that he lost many hours staring into. Her face... no different except for the desire that he saw in it. Her breasts... no longer the palm-sized C cups... They were two-handers or more simply armfuls.

"Well... There was an accident at the lab and I got splashed with chemicals," Alice relayed the disaster. "I was stuck in one of their hospitals for a week as they ran their tests and checked if I was fine. It was so locked down that they wouldn't even let me call anybody."

"Is everything OK?" James asked.

"Well... At my last checkup before I left, everything looked perfect. However," she pointed at her chest, "these kept on growing over my stay there... and they haven't stopped since."

Concerned, James asked, "Do... do they know if it will stop? Do they hurt?"

Alice smiled, "No, they don't hurt. It feels great, in fact. I didn't let them know that. My parents found out what was happening and hired a lawyer. It turns out, I might be set for life and do whatever I want without worrying about money."

James asked again, "Are they going to stop growing?"

She replied, "The doctors say they will definitely stop growing. Honestly, it seems as they get bigger, they feel better... so... I'll be fine so long as I can move around. And looking at your pants, I see he's fine with it."

"Let's get a picture of you in that costume, babe... before you can't fit it anymore!" James replied enthusiastically.

*flash*