"Are you sure this is going to work?" asked the costumed brunette as we approached the door.
"For the hundredth time, yes. Don't get your panties in a knot." Ethan glowered at me.
Our town held a convention every year that drew in nerds from every field: comic books, sci-fi, fantasy, and of course, video games. However, dwindling attendance in recent years prompted the organizers to announce a huge prize for the costume contest. The winner would receive an all-expenses-paid trip for two to Tokyo.
"We're dressed as characters from a game that's over 15 years old."
"Yeah, but they're re-re-re-releasing it again this year," I counted out on my manicured fingers, "so it's topical. Besides, girls always win these things."
"You and I both know we're really guys."
I grabbed his arm and gave him my most confident smile. "Really? Show me a guy with tits like these. No one else knows who we are. We'll go in, win the contest, and have a kickass trip together."
Ethan's face scrunched up in concentration. God, he was so cute. I felt a little guilty that I hadn't told him the full story about how and why we'd transformed, but I didn't want him to be mad. I also didn't tell him how I'd been staring at his chest the whole way to the convention, or the scenes I was imagining as I forced myself to keep my hands outside my pants.
"Yeah, but--"
"Ugh! You need to loosen up and have a little fun. We're totally different people, go crazy!" Without a moment's pause, I grabbed his face, pulled him in, and kissed him square on the lips. I saw his eyes go wide before I closed my own.
I lingered a moment before breaking away. The stunned, sexy girl stood rooted in place as I skipped towards the convention entrance. I crossed my fingers and hoped Ethan would agree to stay this way through the end of the trip--if not longer.
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