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>You decide to visit your local con
>The website promises free entry to male cosplayers, so you put together something quick
>You aren't much of a fan, but "The Adventures of Joan Jones" has a decent following, and most importantly it has Buck, a fanservice sidekick with a simple costume
>You don a light jacket, shorts, and a baseball cap with Buck's trademark smiley pin attached to it
>When you arrive at the con it's teeming with monster girls
>You estimate there's probably a 1:10 male to female ratio
>Unsurprising, as these seem to attract the more desperate monsters
>This is probably their first outing in a while
>The other men are an even split between cosplay "artists" and clueless chumps like yourself
>There's a man wearing a Magical Paladin Joseph cosplay, being chased by a crowd of demons and succubi
>Another wearing a micro-speedo being paraded around by his bicorn wife
>One poor shota cosplaying as Billy from "Billy's Farm" is restrained in the lap of a drooling high orc, surrounded by her tribe
>When you reach the photo area, a high pitched squeal startles you
>"Oh my god, Buck-kun, you are here!"
>You turn around to see a werecat wearing the most impressive Joan Jones costume you've ever seen
>Her very tight top and short shorts are bursting at the seams just like the original, and she's wearing her trademark hat and whip
>She skips to your side, beaming. You are awfully distracted by her chest. The original was a succubus, but this cat gives her a run for her money
>"Can we take some shots together? Your cosplay is so good!"
>You know she's lying, but denying a monster girl can trigger some dangerous predatory instincts
>You'll take a couple of shots and then give her some lame excuse before high tailing it
>She takes more than a couple, some in classic action poses and some more intimate, that you suspect she made up on the spot
>You are about to excuse yourself when she locks eyes with you. You feel a dangerous intensity in her stare
>"In episode 354, how does Buck escape the amazoness tribe mating ritual?"
>You are surprised by her question, but even more so when you find yourself unable to break her gaze. It seems she's staring straight into your soul. You want to escape, but can't move your body. Worse, you feel compelled to answer her question.
>"I-I don't kno-"
>You double over, tripping and falling on top of her. She seems ready for this, and catches you easily
>It's like your entire body is an erogenous zone. Even your clothing rubbing against your skin is enough to make you shiver
>She cups your cheek, still smiling, and locks eyes with you again
>"In 'The Last Crusade', Joan picks up the Holy Dildo from a group of fakes. What material was it made of?"
>Again the pressure seems to suck all the air out of your lungs. It's like a laser boring into your skull, except now it's mixed with extreme pleasure.
>"P-please, I do-"
>Your body convulses, and when you come to you realize that you've stained your shorts. She is now straddling you, your somehow still hardened cock pressing against her pubis
>Her tail flickers behind her, and it captures your attention. It's not a cat's tail. It's a lion's. And she's not a cat.
>"Geeze Buck, you are such a clutz!"
>She lowers her body, pressing her ample chest against yours. She brings her mouth close to your ear, and whispers
>"When Buck is struck with the Sphinx's curse in the 1995 holiday special, how does she cure him? Here's a hint: it's what I'm about to do to you~"