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MidReal Story
The Billionaire's Obsession
Scenario:A woman tries to find love as an erotic monkey-obsessed cosplayer
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Mae
Mya
Nikki
I am an erotic woman that's obsessed with cosplaying as a sexy female monkey.
I like to go to parties wearing my monkey costume and dancing half naked.
My friends say I do this to attract men, but I say it's just fun.
I'm not looking for love right now, but I'm open to it.
Maybe someday I'll find someone who accepts me for who I am.
"Hey Lily, are you ready to go?"
My best friend Jessica asked me.
I was busy applying my makeup in front of the mirror.
Almost every time, I would be the last one to get ready when we had plans to go out.
But tonight was different since we're going to a party and I want to make a good impression.
Plus, I had to make sure that my makeup was perfect so that it wouldn't smudge when I put on my monkey costume.
"Almost ready," I answered her.
"Come on, we don't want to miss the first hour of the party."
She sighed.
I quickly finished putting on my eyeliner, but my hands were shaking.
I could hear Jessica tapping her foot impatiently by the door.
The costume was spread out across my bed.
It was a brown furry bodysuit with cutouts at the chest and crotch.
It had a long tail that curved just right, and a headpiece with perky ears.
I slipped into the costume, adjusting the zipper while Jessica helped smooth down the fur on my back.
I looked in the mirror, human curves beneath synthetic fur, dark makeup emphasizing my eyes above the half-mask.
Jessica checked her watch for what felt like the hundredth time.
I grabbed my purse and headed for the door, already picturing the crowd's reaction when I walked into the party.
Jessica's car pulled up to the circular driveway of a mansion.
I could already hear the thumping bass from inside.
I stepped out into the cool night air, my furry costume already making me warm.
Jessica hurried ahead of me, her heels clicking on the pavement.
I adjusted my mask and tail one final time before following her.
The bouncer at the entrance raised an eyebrow at my outfit, but checked my name off his list and let us pass.
Inside, colored lights swept across the foyer, where guests in designer clothes mingled and laughed.
Some gave me strange looks, while others smiled appreciatively.
The music grew louder as we pushed through to the main room, where bodies moved in rhythm on the dance floor.
"Lily, there's someone here you need to meet," Jessica shouted over the music, pulling me toward a corner of the room.
"Who is it?" I asked, trying to keep up with her pace.
"Remember that guy from last week, the one who couldn't stop talking about monkeys?" she replied with a mischievous grin.
I nodded, my tail swishing against other partygoers as we wove through the crowd.
We approached the bar area, where the bass reverberated through my bodysuit.
Jessica stopped at a high-top table, where a man in a tailored suit stood alone, swirling amber liquid in a crystal glass.
When he turned and saw me, his eyebrows shot up, and his drink froze halfway to his lips.
Jessica nudged me forward with her elbow.
"Hi, I'm Lily," I said, my voice barely audible over the music.
He set his glass down and leaned in closer. "I'm Alex, and I have to say, I've never seen a monkey look so captivating."
"Thanks," I replied, feeling a mix of embarrassment and intrigue. "Jessica mentioned you might be interested in meeting someone like me."
He nodded, his eyes scanning my bodysuit.
"I've always been fascinated by monkeys. I've never seen a costume like this before. It's incredible."
I leaned against the bar, careful not to let the sweaty leather stick to my bodysuit.
The bartender approached, and Alex ordered us both drinks.
"So, what made you decide to dress up like a monkey?" he asked, his voice growing clearer as the music began to fade.
I took a sip of my drink and shrugged.
"I'm a cosplayer. I create these costumes and characters for myself. It's a hobby."
"Wow, that's really cool," he said, his eyes lighting up with genuine interest.
"Have you been doing it for long?"
I nodded, taking another sip of my drink.
"A few years now. I started after a breakup. It was a way for me to express myself and explore different personas."
"That makes sense," he said, his gaze shifting from my bodysuit to my face.
"I can see how it would be liberating to be someone else for a while."
I smiled, feeling more at ease with each passing minute.
"Yeah, it is. And I love the creativity involved in bringing these characters to life."
Alex leaned in closer, his knee brushing against mine.
"I have to admit, I'm really enjoying your company tonight."
I smiled back at him, feeling the alcohol loosening my nerves.
"I'm enjoying yours too." He reached out and touched the fur on my arm, his fingers lingering on the soft material.
I placed my hand over his, testing if he would pull away.
When he didn't, I slid my other hand onto his thigh, watching his reaction through the eyeholes of my mask.
His eyes widened slightly as I squeezed gently, but he didn't move away.
Instead, he leaned closer, his voice low and husky in my ear.
"I think we should take this somewhere more private."
I nodded silently, knowing exactly where this night was headed.
As we left the bar area together, I couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement at the thought of what was to come.
The night was just beginning, and I was ready to embrace every unpredictable moment it had to offer.
Alex led me down a dimly lit hallway, the sound of the music growing fainter with each step.
The air was thick with the scent of perfume and cologne, and I could feel the heat emanating from his body as we walked side by side.
I glanced around, noticing that we were heading away from the main party area.
The hallway was lined with doors, each one leading to a private room or balcony.
I wondered which one Alex had in mind, and what exactly he had planned for us once we got there.
As we approached the end of the hallway, Alex stopped in front of a door that led out to a secluded balcony.
He turned to face me, his eyes gleaming in the dim light.
I felt a sudden urge to move closer, to press my body against his and let our lips meet. But I knew better than to give in to my desires so quickly.
Instead, I took a step back, forcing myself to create some distance between us.
Alex raised an eyebrow at my sudden retreat, but he didn't say anything.
He simply opened the door and gestured for me to go first.
I stepped out onto the balcony, feeling the cool night air envelop me like a blanket.
The city lights twinkled below us, casting a magical glow over everything.
I gripped the metal railing tightly, pretending to take in the view while I tried to steady my breathing.
Alex joined me on the balcony, standing beside me with his arm brushing against mine.
I could feel his eyes on me, but I refused to meet them.
Instead, I focused on the view below us, trying to distract myself from the electricity that was building between us. "It's beautiful out here," I said finally, breaking the silence between us.
Alex chuckled softly behind me.
"I'm glad you like it."
I turned to face him then, my heart pounding in my chest.
He was standing closer than I had expected, his face inches from mine.
I could feel his breath on my skin as he spoke again.
"But I think we can make this view even more enjoyable."
Without waiting for my response, he reached out and adjusted something on my costume's tail.
I jumped away from him instinctively, not wanting him to touch me just yet.
"What are you doing?"
I asked quickly, trying to cover up my sudden movement with a laugh.
Alex held up his hands in mock surrender, a playful grin on his face.
"Relax, I was just making sure it wasn't caught on the railing," he said, his voice gentle and reassuring.
I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding, feeling a mix of relief and embarrassment.
"Thanks," I said, trying to laugh it off.
"I guess I'm a little jumpy tonight."
Alex nodded understandingly, his eyes never leaving mine.
"It's okay. I know how it is when you're excited about something."
I felt my cheeks flush at his words, knowing that he was right.
I was excited about this night, and I didn't want anything to ruin it.
So I took a deep breath and stepped closer to Alex, letting him wrap his arms around me.
We stood there for a moment, looking out over the city skyline.
The music from the party drifted up to us, mingling with the sound of our breathing.
It was a moment I would never forget, a moment that would stay with me long after this night was over.
The next morning, I woke up late with a mild hangover.
Memories of Alex and the balcony were still fresh in my mind, but they were hazy around the edges.
I rolled over in bed and checked my phone for the time.
It was already past noon, which meant I had missed breakfast and was now facing a long day of work ahead. After a quick shower and a cup of coffee, I decided to take a break from my usual routine.
Instead of heading straight to the office, I decided to drive downtown and check out some new costume shops that had recently opened up.
I had been feeling stuck lately, like I wasn't able to find anything new and exciting to wear for my cosplaying events.
So I hoped that by expanding my costume collection, I could recreate the excitement of last night's encounter with Alex.
I pulled into the parking lot of Nikki's Costume Emporium, the high-end shop where I had purchased my monkey suit.
The store was located in one of the more affluent areas of downtown, surrounded by other specialty shops and boutiques.
As soon as I walked through the door, I was hit with a wave of different textures and colors.
There were racks of elaborate costumes lining the walls, each one more intricate than the last. In the center of the store, there were several large tables displaying various accessories and props.
I wandered over to one of them and began touching different fabrics - silk, fur, leather - trying to get a sense of what kind of costume would catch my eye today.
After a few minutes of searching through different options, I finally found one that caught my attention.
It was a sleek black cat costume with intricate sequins running down its back.
As I held it up, a voice behind me said, "That's a good choice. It would look amazing on you."
I turned to see Nikki herself, the store owner, smiling at me knowingly.
"You think so?" I asked, feeling a little self-conscious under her scrutinizing gaze.
Nikki nodded, her eyes scanning my body as if she were already imagining me in the costume.
"Definitely. You have the right shape for it, and the sequins will really catch the light when you're on stage."
I smiled back at her, feeling a little more at ease.
"Thanks for your opinion. I'll definitely consider it."
Nikki nodded again, her gaze still fixed on me.
"I think you'd look great in anything you chose. But if you're looking for something else, I have some other costumes that might interest you."
I hesitated for a moment, unsure if I wanted to hear what Nikki had to say.
But then I remembered why I had come to this store in the first place - to find something new and exciting.
So I took a deep breath and said, "Okay, show me what you've got."
Nikki smiled again, this time with a mischievous glint in her eye.
"Follow me," she said, leading me toward the back of the store. As we walked, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement building inside of me.
I had no idea what Nikki had planned for me, but I was ready for whatever it was.
I followed her through the racks of costumes, running my fingers over the different fabrics as we passed by.
The cat costume was still tempting me, but I knew that I needed something more daring if I wanted to recreate the excitement of last night's encounter with Alex.
Finally, we reached a small section in the back of the store that was dedicated to more risqué costumes.
I could feel Nikki's eyes on me as she waited for my reaction.
And when I turned to face her, she raised an eyebrow and asked, "Do you sell any monkey costumes?"
I tried to sound casual as I asked the question, but inside I was racing with anticipation.
Nikki looked at me for a moment before responding.
She seemed to be sizing me up before deciding whether or not to show me what she had in store.
Finally, she nodded and gestured for me to follow her toward the back of the store. As we walked through the racks of costumes, my heels clicked against the hardwood floor.
I clutched my purse tightly in my hand, wondering what kind of costume Nikki was going to show me.
We passed by mannequins wearing various animal outfits - a lioness with a matching wig and tail, a wolf with fur that looked so real it made me want to reach out and touch it.
We kept going until we reached a door with a sign that said "Private Collection."
Nikki pulled out a ring of keys and unlocked the door, gesturing for me to follow her inside.
The room was small and dimly lit, but the few spotlights on the mannequins made it feel intimate.
There were several elaborate costumes on display, each one more impressive than the last.
Nikki walked straight over to one that caught my eye immediately - a brown fur bodysuit with a matching tail that hung all the way down to its ankles.
The fur looked so soft and real that I couldn't help but reach out and touch it.
Just as I was about to make contact with it, Nikki grabbed my wrist and held it firm.
"This is a custom piece," she said in a voice that was low but commanding.
"It takes a while to order it. Are you interested?"
I pulled my hand away from the costume, not wanting to be stopped from touching it.
But Nikki's words stuck in my head.
"Custom piece," I repeated back to her.
"How does that work?"
Nikki smiled and gestured for me to sit down at a small glass desk in the center of the room.
She pulled out a stack of order forms and fabric swatches, laying them out in front of me.
"This is the fur we use," she said, handing me a sample.
"It comes in different shades of brown, and you can choose how long you want your tail to be."
I ran my fingers over the fur, marveling at how real it felt.
It was soft and fluffy, with just the right amount of texture.
"I also have a few different zipper options," Nikki said, holding up a few different types.
"You can choose where you want it to be located on the costume, and whether or not you want it to be hidden."
I took one of the zippers from Nikki and examined it closely.
It was thin and discreet, and I could see how it would blend seamlessly into the fur.
"This one looks good," I said, handing it back to her. Nikki nodded and made a note on her form.
"Now, let's get started on your measurements."
She pulled out a measuring tape and began asking me for specific numbers - waist size, arm length, inseam.
I tried not to blush as I gave her the answers, but I couldn't help feeling a little self-conscious under her scrutiny.
When we got to the section about cup size, Nikki looked up at me matter-of-factly.
"Are you an A, B, or C?" she asked without batting an eye.
I hesitated for a moment before answering.
"I'm a C," I said finally.
Nikki nodded and wrote it down on her form.
"Anything else you want to add?" she asked when she was finished.
I thought for a moment before answering.
"Can I get some padding in the chest area?"
I asked finally.
Nikki nodded again and made another note on her form.
"Okay, let's talk about payment."
She pulled out a calculator and began punching in numbers. When she finished, she turned the calculator around so that I could see what she had typed in: $1,500 for the costume, plus an additional $200 for rush shipping.
My eyes widened as I saw the total - it was more than I had been expecting to pay for this costume by far.
But then I remembered Alex's reaction last night when he saw my basic monkey costume.
I hesitated, then said, "Is there any way to bring the price down a bit?"
Nikki leaned back in her chair, considering my request.
"Well," she said slowly, "if you're willing to model it for our next catalog, I could give you a significant discount."