Cosplay Burlesque

So, this whole week I've actually been having the desire to caption.  I was actually feeling quite motivated.  I had some lovely pictures that I really wanted to work with.  So I sat down and started.

It wasn't so much a writer's block, as it was a writer's great wall of china.  A writer's hoover dam.  I literally could not write.  I managed to get out exactly two words before being unable to continue.  I had nothing.

Today, I finally managed to get an idea going.  In the end, it actually started running so long that it would never fit into a single caption.  Rather than trying to cut it down, I decided to do the opposite.  I would expand it and turn it in to a story.  But, rather than make you all wait until the story is complete I thought I would do this.

Below is posted the text as I originally wrote it, formatted as to be a caption.  The image is included as well, though I did not add the text to the image itself, as is normal.  Instead, think of this as a sort of teaser, a preview if you will, of the story to come.  I intend to expand a bit on the back story of the characters at least a little, and certainly continue with what happens after the caption.  I'll also try to flesh out some of the parts within the caption a bit more, add more details where needed.  Since it won't be constrained by image size, I can be much more verbose.

In the meantime, I hope you all enjoy this quasi-caption.  Feedback is always appreciated, and I'd certainly welcome suggestions as well.  Got an idea for what you think might happen next?  Let me hear it.  I can't promise I'll use it, but who knows, maybe I will, or maybe it will inspire me in completely different ways.


I squatted there, feeling my face flush as I exposed myself to the crowd.  It wasn't embarrassment that was bringing the blush to my cheeks, but rather excitement.  I knew my companions were feeling it as well.  Already their hesitancy had vanished.  I didn’t have to look up to know that their faces would be as heated as my own.

We’d already gone way beyond what we were supposed to do.  It was supposed to be a simple burlesque show.  The three of us were just supposed to come out and do a bit of sexy dancing in skimpy outfits.  Just a bit of a tease, three sexy girls getting the crowd a bit hot and bothered.  That hadn’t lasted long.  Those skimpy dresses had already disappeared in to the crowd.  The three of us would be walking back to our hotel in nothing but thongs, socks and heels.

It was already doubtful how long those would last.

I, at least, intended to hold on to my shoes.  Despite the massive spiked heels they were surprisingly comfortable.  I couldn’t believe how gracefully I could move in them.  And I didn’t relish the thought of walking along the streets while barefoot.

Besides, they made my legs look fabulous.

“Look,” said Jack, “we need help.  The girls for the Cosplay Burlesque show have cancelled, and we need replacements fast.”

“I don’t know why you are asking me, I don’t know any girls, let alone any that could fill in at a Burlesque,” I replied.

“Uh, no.  I want you to be one of the replacements.”

“Um, dude?  Did you not pay attention during sex ed?  Cause you seem to have failed to notice that I am, in fact, a man.”

“Yeah, uh, that’s not a problem.  See, there’s this witch doctor.  He lives in my neighborhood.  I got him to make me a potion.  Drink it and you’ll be able to fill in.”

“Right.  And, assuming that what you are saying is true, why exactly would you ask me?”

“Because no one else has the balls to do it!”

“Funny.”

“I’m serious.  None of the girls on staff would be willing to do a burlesque, they all think it’s sexist.  And none of the guys are brave enough.”

“Again, assuming that all this is true and that I’m willing, there is only one of me.  I can’t do it by myself.”

“You won’t have to.  Jeremy and Calvin will be there.”

“I thought you said no one else wanted to do it?”

“They don’t.  But Jeremy will do whatever I tell him.  For such a big guy he’s a real push over.  And I told Calvin that’d tell his girlfriend he’s been cheating on her if he didn’t do as I said.  He agreed quickly enough.”

“Calvin’s cheating on his girlfriend?”

“No idea.  But it worked.”

“Alright, again, why me?  Why not just push it off on some other poor schmuck?”

“Because Calvin and Jeremy aren’t doing this willingly.  They’re reluctant and it will show.  We need someone to be the leader out on the stage, to take charge and make the show happen.  We need someone who likes to cosplay, with a dominant personality, and who is completely shameless.  That’s you.”

I gave Jack my best skeptical look.

“Look, think of it this way.  You are always looking for your next cosplay challenge.  Well what could be a greater challenge than this?  You’ll literally be becoming an entirely different person.”

My expression remained unchanged.

“And aren’t you curious what it would be like?  I know you’ve always complained about the girls getting the best cosplays, now here is your chance to try it out for yourself, see what it is like being on the other side of things.  When else are you going to get a chance to experience life as a woman?  It’s not like it would be permanent.”

I couldn’t shake my misgivings, but my curiosity got the better of me.  “I’ll do it,” I said with reluctance.

 I met Calvin and Jeremy in the staff room.  There, Jack produced three outfits and three bottles.  I quickly claimed the blue one, and let Calvin and Jeremy sort out which would get the yellow and the pink.  Once done, we each drank from our respective bottles.

The feeling was incredibly odd, a strange sort of buzzing and popping along my nerves.  It was as if my skin was full of pop rocks.  So caught up in the sensations, I missed seeing the transformation of my companions. 

In short order we went from being guys to being long-legged, smooth skinned, curvaceous women.

After that it was a matter of getting dressed and ready for the show.  Jack had assured us that the potion would provide us with all the skills and knowledge we’d need to do so, and it appeared that he was right.  To my knowledge, none of us had ever dressed in woman’s clothing before, but we handled it as if we were well practiced.

Our outfits consisted primarily of a dress that would not look at out of place at a strip club, and made of a material so sheer it was almost, but not quite, see through.  They were colored and designed to look like a wet dream version of the Mario princesses.  To the dress was added a pair of matching platform shoes with spiked heels and knee high socks.  The outfits were accessorized with a black velvet choker, clip on earrings and a jeweled crown.  For underwear we were given a tiny thong that matched the dress.  We were not given bras, so our heavy breasts bounced with each movement and the shape of our nipples could be made out through the tight fabric of the dress.

Once clothed, we each expertly styled our hair, did our nails and added makeup like lipstick, eye shadow and mascara.  Looking at the three of us preening in front of the mirror, no one would ever have guessed we were men.  I think Jeremy even giggled.

Lastly, we needed to pick names to be introduced as.  We certainly couldn’t use our real ones.  Calvin decided on Caitlin and Jeremy went with Jennifer.  As for me?  I picked Angel.  It was nothing like my real name, but I like to be different.  Besides, if you’re going to do something, might as well go all out.

After that, there was nothing left but to go out on stage.

Never one to shy away from making a spectacle of myself, I walked boldly to the pole and began to move.  I don’t know if you could call it dancing, but the crowd seemed to enjoy it.  After long moments alone, I eventually dragged Jennifer and Caitlin out as well.

The three of us began to perform together.  It started slowly and haltingly.  Caitlin and Jennifer were obviously reluctant, but I did my best to keep the show going.  As things went on, though, something started to happen.  I started to feel something deep inside.  I’d always enjoyed being the center of attention and getting reactions from the crowd, but this was different.  This was more than just the amusement I get from acting silly.  It was like there was an electric current traveling between my breasts and groin.  I could feel myself heating up.  But it didn’t feel bad.  Quite the opposite.  I wanted to feel it more.

Caitlyn and Jennifer were becoming bolder, their hesitancy disappearing, making it obvious that they were feeling it too.  When, caught up in the moment, I tore off my outfit and flung it in to the crowd, it didn’t take long for a yellow and a pink one to follow behind it.  Together, the three brightly colored bits of fabric disappeared into the sea of lust-fueled fans.

What had started out as a simple tease at soon progressed to naughty, and then swiftly passed into downright erotic.  Our show could have melted the polar ice caps.  The fans were loving it, having gotten far more then they’d expected.  However, judging by the way Caitlin was licking Jennifer’s lollipop and staring at the crowd, the audience was going to get even more.

I can’t say that I had any objections to that….