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Tru Potential

... side, half hidden behind her as she cradled her ass. The expression on her face was all Angie needed to see to know that she, too, was in the middle of another 'episode', and her ass was being raided like a Klingon boarding party. Angie felt so sorry for her, but all she could do was wait for this to be over. Then they'd go out and get a drink. Or six. 10 maybe. After this day, they both deserved it. Then, maybe they'd talk about that Airport Incident in more detail...

A minute or so later, the episode over, they both made their way to the area behind the bridge set. "Did you see anything?" she asked, slightly out of breath and her face flushed.

"Nothing useful. Have you seen a Dark Nurse around?"

"No," she replied "I haven't seen any at all today - why?"

"No reason - I just think they're creepy and I saw one a few minutes ago." They were hard to miss in the crowd of bright colored costumes, but maybe there was just the one here, today.

They both turned around and looked in a circle around them - taking in all the booths they could see from here, and the doors leading into the panel rooms. Suddenly, she reached out and squeezed Angie's arm without a sound, making her jump a bit. "What?" she asked, and turns to see her staring off behind them. She follows her gaze and sees it for the first time, since it was on the side she hadn't covered yet.

There was a large scrolling-LED sign above the large double-door entrance to one of the smaller panel rooms - ...

... probably one of the ones that would hold a capacity crowd tomorrow for one of the Patreon or OnlyFans forums, since they drew large crowds (of mostly men) hoping for a chance to see and chat with their fantasy women. The scrolling sign had a simple cryptic message, but one that had captured the undivided attention of at least two people at that moment: "This way to unlock your Tru Potential - INVITATION ONLY"

"Holy shit", they both said at the same time. They looked at each other and under normal circumstances, that would have made them both laugh. But this time, neither spoke, and they both started moving in the direction of the ornate doors.

"Name please" said one of the men standing to one side of the double doors. He wasn't looking at the women standing in front of him, but rather at a clipboard he held in front of him with a pen hanging from a string attached to the loop at the top of it. The pen was a Pokemon pen, which Angie decided was among the least weird things that had happened that day.

"Um... Angie?" she said hesitantly, glancing at her friend who looked as nervous as she felt. "Angie Griffin?"

The man looked up at her then and with a sigh, said "ok, now yourscreen name".

"Huh?" she said, not understanding at first. "oh. Um, I use @imangiegriffin most of the time." Glancing at the clipboard with a quick shrug of her shoulders, hoping someone understood more of what was happening than she did. "Look, what is this about? Did you do this to us?" she ...