Favor for Sister: Day 3

“I can't believe you!” Emily was furious, Todd simply looked down as his sister went off on him; “You ruined it– the choker, the dress, the wig. I gave it to you in perfect condition and look!!” she pointed at the remains of the dress Todd was still wearing. He thought it best not to mention the hole that had been made on his panties the night before. Frankly, he did not even want to think about his “romantic” night. Instead he had sold Emily on some story about having ran away, the issue lied in having to explain the ripped cosplay. Since Todd did not want to admit to having been fucked up the ass it was all he could do to tell Emily he had ripped it himself in his haste to get out of costume. 

Emily grabbed him by the wrist and dragged him back to their hotel. His face burned red as he was paraded in public dressed like that. “You are going to repay for every cent I spent on that costume!”

The hotel was still full of guests. The convention was still going after all and it was the right our for everyone to start getting ready. Todd wished for the earth to swallow him as stares from both men and women drilled a new meaning of shame onto him. The men oogled him, probably wanting to be the ones responsible to leave a “girl” such a mess while the women sneered at him, calling him dirty names like “whore” and “slut” under their breath. 

“I don't even have another cosplay for you” said Emily, seething, “You did this just to get out of helping me again”

“Emily, I swear-” but he was silenced by her sister´s glare. They kept walking and made it to the hallway when Todd spotted another girl leaving her room, dressed perfectly as A2. He even recognized her from his time spent online. Emily caught sight of her too and frowned, “oh, and now you are checking out a girl. Great, let me guess she is one of those ‘models’ you follow, uh?”

Todd shook his head, “I only see her free stuff” Emily grunted, then smiled as an idea came into mind. She dragged Todd and waved at the woman. The cosplayer turned around, surprise on her face upon seeing the state of Todd’s dress. Todd simply kept his eyes down as Emily and the cosplayer struck up conversation. He was so focused on his shame he barely caught wind of the conversation “Yes, my sister had an accident and messed up her cosplay” “I have a spare one though…” “No worries, I'll pay you for it” Todd’s eye shot up. A cosplay from her? From the same woman he knew well for wearing skimpy outfits and make risque pictures for her followers? His stomach twisted into a knot but he could not stop any of it. Emily bought him the brand new 2B cosplay and made sure to let him know the cost would be added to the money he owned her. 

Thus, Todd found himself naked in his hotel room. Emily was in the bathroom and left him with instructions to get dressed. He started with the lacy black panties and bra laid out for him. Grateful to at least be able to change out of his dirty panties he put the new ones on followed by the tights. The smooth nylon glided over his shaven legs, sending shivers down his spine and springing uncomfortable memories of the touch he had had to endure with men for the past few days. Next came the wig; short, white haired just like the namesake character.

Emily came out in that moment looking refreshed and grinned at her brother, “You are such a girl, I think I might like you better dressed like that. Now come, it's time to do your makeup. Todd sighed and followed. Emily worked on giving his face a feminine sultry look, “We are going on another double date tonight so you better not do anything stupid again”

Todd’s eyes widened, “Another double date?! Emily please no-” Emily silenced him by lightly poking his eye with the eyeliner, “Stop moving. It is just a double date don't get your panties in a twist. With some luck maybe you even get to pop your cherry” she said teasingly. Todd didn't find it funny, He didn't need to get his cherry popped once more, he dreaded it. Emily went and spent time on the phone, surely setting up the dreaded date. Todd remained on the couch, scared to dawn on the full costume that would seal his fate. He stared out the window, wishing he'd never come to the stupid convention, never put on the girl clothes, never had to learn what salt cum felt like going down his throat. He was terrified of it happening again and he was terrified of the aching feeling on his ass that only grew the more he thought about cocks.

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and finally, day 3! Like I said in the other version, this one takes a different apporach, mainly with keeping Emily in the dark about the truth of Todd's encounters while dressed up. Both are fun reads, I think, not to mention the pictures are so lovely (but that is anything 2B related tbh)