Tru Potential - Sex Stories

Tru Potential

... hand-held wands to search everyone coming into the building, and the guard who motioned Angie to come up next was a petite dark-haired woman with dark eyes and a very tired expression on her face. Cosplayers were notorious for using everything from foam to plastic to wire and full-blown chain mail in their costumes, so the guard who gave her the once-over with the wand wasn't surprised when it beeped at her in a couple different places. Even after a couple years of not having mass events like this one, apparently old habits died hard. "Name and attraction ID please" she asked, and Angie held out the event-provided ID card she had received a couple days before. The guard scanned it quickly and made a mark on her clipboard. "Do you have any weapons on you?" she asked, glancing behind Angie at the next person in line who was waiting to go through the checkpoint: an average-height blond sexy Picachu who appeared agitated to be waiting, shifting her weight from one foot to the other.

Just then, she felt her nipples start to tingle and her heart started racing. "Oh no not now" she thought to herself, "please please please no no no." Her smile faltered a bit, and the petite guard looked up from her clipboard.

"Did you say something?" she asked quietly, her eyes narrowing slightly.

"No! I mean, yes - I just have to pee really bad and I know these shorts are not going to be very cooperative."

The guard chuckled a bit and relaxed again. "Ha, I can imagine you're right on ...

... that one - bathrooms are down this first hall and to your left. You shouldn't have any lines this early; go ahead, you're all set." She stepped aside to let Angie pass just in time, as the tingling on her rock-hard nipples suddenly shot up to 11. Thank God the monster between her legs stayed asleep, but her eyes still rolled back in her head and a small gasp escaped her lips as she hurried down the hall. She didn't see the guard turn her head and watch her ass appreciatively as she walked away, a small smile touching her lips. "Next" she said, and Pikachu walked forward.

"Oh, excuse me" a small voice broke her concentration from her left, and she almost ran into a young woman in a tan trench coat and Rorschach mask and hat. They had almost collided, and she didn't even know the Watchman was there.

"Oh! I'm sorry, I didn't see you there" Angie replied. "Nice costume, the mask is great."

"Thanks, I do all my masks myself" the woman answered. "OH!" she cried out and clamped her gloved hand over her mask-covered mouth. "Nice to meet you, I have to go" and then she was gone, leaving Angie with nothing but a glimpse of the coat opening, revealing fishnets and a flash of black leather.

She was stunned - what did she just see? Was Rorschach wearing a chastity belt, like she was? Did the woman just get a shock that made her cry out like that? What the FUCK was going on? She was too stunned to move, let alone have the presence of mind to chase after the woman for answers. She ...