Exclusive: Favor For Sister: Day 3 ALT-Version

“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. “And you stink! you are disgusting!!” Todd could do little to defend himself. It was more than just the clothes being torn; they were stained of dried cum, his wig was a sticky mess from the stray streaks that had landed on it after Todd’s first facial. His breast forms, also covered in dried seed, were out of place from how rough the night had been, spilling their filling out the side of the bra. By far the worse part wer his panties; the man had nott even had the decency to move them to the side before starting to fuck “Tifa” up the ass the night before, so now they had a hole perfect for future easy access. Todd did not just look bad, he looked like he had gotten the fucking of a life time and emily only seemed to care about her precious clothes. 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 hour 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. He was bordering on public indecency and pleaded Emily would just take them quickly to their room. 

“I don't even have another cosplay for you” said Emily, seething, “You did this just to get out of helping me again, wanted to feel nice being a dirty whore and get my costume ruined along the way, huh? Well I hope you enjoyed playing the part because everyone is going to see just how much of a slut you are” Emily smirked and nodded at a group of girls taking pictures of Todd. He covered his face, but that did little to hide his cum stained clothes.

“Emily, I swear-” but he was silenced by her sisters 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 it; “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? The same ones he had rubbed one out to more than once…His stomach twisted into a knot but he could not stop any of it. Emily bought him the a 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 back at the convention except this time he wa dressed in a see through leotard, his dick pulled back and tapped down to ensure a smooth front. The new breast forms spilled out the skimpy “bra” and the black tights only highlighted his exposed curvy hips. The only reason they had not been kicked out the convention was because even the guards themselves were lined up for a picture with 2B–for a price, as set by Emily. Each guy took his sweet time, posing the “girl” besides them, getting close, having “her” sit on their laps, feeling “her” exposed hips and ass…the only thing worse than the constant groping and Emily’s dismissal was the fact Todd could feel his own cock straining against the tape. Why was his body betraying him?

Todd’s eyes widened. Emily was back, hooked onto the arm of a handsome looking guy. That seemed normal except for the hulking, muscle mass of a man dressed in Doomguy armor standing behind them. 

“This here is my sister” pointed Emily, Todd felt his throat dry. The guy that had been posing with him quickly left as doomguy stepped forward. He was massive and it seemed like he’d be able to snap Todd in half with just one move. “Were are ready for out double date then! Let’s go, we don't want to be late” announced Emily.

“Emily–Hold on! We never agreed to–” Todd squealed as he was picked up by the hulking guy. No words, no hesitation. He simply picked up his “girl” like it was nothing. Doomguy held Todd firmly by the ass and carried him out like a trophy. Todd didn't even dare protest as he felt doomguy’s rough hands teasing to move aside his leotard in fear of upsetting the giant. All Todd could do was hope he was the type of man to be gentle with his date…

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This caption was originaly a comminsion by the lovely TMGcaptions, for this series in particular, I ended up wanting to take it in a different tonal direction that what this cap presented, so that is why there are 2 versions of "day 3". I do still love this one a lot (in particular that picture, TMG knows how to pic em!!!)

I figured it would be a share this cap, plus, mutiverses are popular right now, arent they?? hehe