The hand groping at Tina's latex-wrapped ass didn't bother her. If anything, she had to force herself to concentrate on smiling for the camera instead of buying her lip as the cheeky guy who'd gushed about how much of a fan he was felt her up. Growing bolder as he realised she wouldn't make a scene, he was getting his money's worth from the photoshoot as his strong, greedy fingers gripped her soft, jiggling butt, kneading it like it owed him money.

“All right, that's enough,” she murmured, just loud enough for the young man in the My Hero Academia t-shirt to hear. “I'm gonna have to charge you extra if you don't let go.”

The hand retreated, along with its owner, and Tina breathed a sigh of relief - and mild disappointment. She had been stuck in this largely skintight suit all day by this point, drawing thousands of stares from busy convention-goers that made her skin tingle pleasantly beneath it. Her contract stipulated that she would stay at the booth all day (except for short breaks where she hadn't been able to do anything except eat and use the restroom), promoting some new mobile gacha that she honestly didn't care to play herself.

If the provided costume was anything to go by, though, it had some truly outrageous character designs that pushed the limit on what the con would allow on its floor. Tina was a successful enough model in her own right - she had a technically SFW Patreon that paid very well - that she didn't have to take ‘booth babe’ gigs anymore. She had almost not taken the job when it landed in her inbox, even though the offered pay was good, but the attached image of the character they wanted Chloe to cosplay had piqued her interest.

So here she was, in the middle of a swarming sea of fellow nerds, wearing painted-on black latex pants that clung phenomenally to her thick thighs and round ass. A midriff-baring crop top exposed the ever-so-slight squish of her tummy - after all, being thick enough to earn the handle @TinaThicc meant that washboard abs just were not happening - and left her considerable cleavage almost fully on display. A cutoff half-jacket did nothing to preserve her modesty, elaborately decorated in red and purple as it was. The game devs had been very clear that they wanted someone who matched their dream for the character, and when Tina had requested a slightly roomier top they had been over the moon.

As a result, the Heroic Heights II: Epic Quest for the Crystal booth had been positively buzzing all day, despite the apparent lack of quality on display in the game itself. Someone on the art team had struck gold and created the big titty anime waifu of the season, and with God as her witness, Tina Thicc was here to damn well capitalise on that. So when the producer had asked if she'd be comfortable selling photo ops in cosplay, she had agreed gladly. Any excuse to spend the day getting hot and flustered in a crowd of people, scantily dressed and feeling hands all over. On her shoulder or bare waist, usually. Sometimes, like the cheeky guy from just now, her round, full ass caught a grab. More men had ‘accidentally’ brushed against her boob when posing for a picture than she had ever thought possible.

And by three p.m., Tina was fucking leaking. She bit her lip as she was jostled and manhandled for the thousandth time today, trying not to let on just how fucking horny it was making her. The smooth latex was starting to pinch as she felt the heat of the crowd pressing in around her, praying that her arousal was not leaving the visible wet spot that it felt like. As one more large, masculine hand slid across her bare back, apparently taking the relatively polite option, Tina signalled a break to the booth manager. Turning to pose for one last photo with a beaming smile, she disentangled herself and dashed to the bathroom reserved for exhibitors.

A little quieter and more out of the way than the chaotic melee near the cafeteria, this had been her only escape during the day so far. While she wanted nothing more than to throw herself back into the crowd and get swept away in the excitement and arousal, Tina had a job to do. She just had to make it through the afternoon.

She didn't make it five minutes.

Latex pants yanked down around her thighs, Tina’s bare pussy overflowed with sweet nectar as a thick, powerful cock rearranged her insides. Bent over the sink in a fully-contained bathroom cubicle, she watched her own face in the mirror disintegrate into slovenly, carnal heat, flushed and drooling from the acute sensation of finally having her leaking slit fucked like she'd been begging wordlessly for all day.

The tall, broadly built man who had slipped into the unisex toilet behind her delivered a stinging, bouncing slap to Tina’s thick ass, making her squeal like a stuck pig as she felt her arousal pouring down her inner thighs. With every thrust, his burly cock rocked her forward, almost shoving her into the mirror, relentlessly plowing her just as if he had stepped out of her wildest fantasies.

She didn't know his name.

She had barely seen his face.

Yet right now, as his raw, unprotected cock rampaged inside her, slamming up towards her womb with an eagerness that a more level-headed woman might have found concerning, Tina was undoubtedly, unequivocally his.

“You like that, you fucking slut?”

Tina found that she very much did.

Rough. Hard. Deep. Messy. Very nearly public.

I'm not quite sure how the writing process ended up here, to be honest. This was almost entirely from the F perspective, but you may have noticed it's tagged M4F.

You may also have figured out that I'm a male writer from the… *gestures vaguely* everything. I've got numerous ideas for how my character could fit into this, but I kind of want to mix it up and flip it on you to see what you'd like.

I did have a whole convoluted setup written where the guy whispered a password in her ear that she'd only made available to her highest-tier subscribers or something, but it felt… a little silly. Still, if that kinda dynamic suits you, let me know.

One important thing is that I'd like to keep this pretty light, fun and consensual. It's an inherently parodic prompt, and I don't think I'd enjoy taking it down the ‘gross nerd rapes cosplayer in the toilets’ angle. I would rather stick with the established vibe of ‘cosplayer gets more and more turned on by nearly exposing herself until she happens to encounter a guy who's just her type and willing to rail her good and hard in secret.’

Now, speaking of Tina, I kind of ended up fleshing her out a bit just because it was hard not to when writing such a sizable prompt. Feel absolutely free to adjust her vibes, her name, put a bit of yourself into her, whatever suits. If you want to play up the Patreon/OF model angle, be my guest. If you'd rather play her as innocent and just getting swept away by her first big con, that could be fun too.

Kinks and limits on my page, since reddit is being daft with links. Some relevant or optimistic likes are cosplay (obviously), cum, borderline exhibitionism, teasing, kisses, breeding, and being taken over by instinct. Dislikes mostly revolve around serious cruelty and pain, and anal is not something I'm interested in.

As usual this got long as heck, so byyyeee!