Tru Potential - Sex Stories

Tru Potential

... almost walked into a very tall and very intimidating Resident Evil Dark Nurse who was just standing there in the middle of the walking path. "Oh, excuse me" Angie said, glancing up into the incredibly tall woman's face that wasn't really a face at all. These costumes always freaked her out - her own cosplays tended to be light, airy, flirtatious and fun, and the Dark Nurses were on the other end of the spectrum that she just didn't like. The woman just stood there, head cocked to one side, and Angie couldn't figure out if she was a 'target' like she was, or if she was just really good at her character. She looked down at the woman's feet, expecting to see 5- or 6- inch heels, but she was wearingflats of all things. Holy SHIT this woman had to be close to seven feet tall! When there was no response at all from the amazon standing in front of her, she decided to just keep moving. Resuming her walk, she turned back after a few seconds and a chill ran through her body that had nothing to do with the vibrator or the nipple disks - the Nurse had disappeared, as if she had never been there at all. She quickened her pace a bit and moved off into the crowd.

It was quarter to twelve, and she had almost reached the Star Trek bridge with nothing to show for her time - no confirmed 'targets' and nothing that even resembled a clue for the elusive keys. She was just to the left of the long line of Trekkers (most of whom were dressed in traditional Starfleet uniforms from one show or ...

... another, mixed in with the occasional Klingon, Andorian and Borg) who were waiting for their chance to get on the bridge for a souvenir photo. A commotion caught her eye, at just the same time as another wave hit her. It had been a while, and she had almost forgotten what it was like. The heat in her tender nipples was intense and sudden - like whoever was doing this had turned the dial to go from zero to sixty in two-point-two seconds. If that wasn't enough, the vibration was different this time - it had been just a steady pulse, a rhythmic thumping that she had come to expect when it started each time. This time, however, it was on a sliding scale of some kind - it started low, and was like someone was turning up a dial, then back down - up and down, up and down - the vibration felt like it was on a see-saw inside her pussy. She stood there, staring off into the direction she saw the commotion but not really seeing what it was that had caught her attention to start with. Trying to stay calm. Trying to stay silent. Doing ok with it, actually - the change was different, new, and not completely unpleasant. Once again, she thought, if she kept her sanity after all this was over, she really ought to get one of these things...

A moment passed and it was if the crowd was the Red Sea parting and she could see across the hall with no one between her and the far wall. She could see Pikachu there, standing with one hand raised halfway to her shoulder, the other hand had dropped to her ...