After a series of photoshoots with super popular cosplayers, my dream came true. We met in the summer. There were endless cosplayers and camera boys flocking around them. She appeared in the 3D world, expressing Hatsune Miku's cosplay in a way that was closer to perfection than anyone else. I was one of the many fans, and I was desperately pointing my camera at her among the sweaty men. Then, she turned towards me and gave me a gentle smile. I thought she was smiling directly at me, not at the camera, but don't get me wrong. This happens often. I calmed down and took a breath. There's nothing wrong with it, I just wanted to take more photos of her cosplay. I wouldn't say something as extravagant as monopolizing her all to myself. When I realized this in my mind, I was talking to her. She agreed to a private photoshoot with a gentle, soft smile...and then we went on several dates under the pretext of taking photos. Of course, I paid her a fee, but that didn't matter to me. Her everyday clothes were also half cosplay. I was so happy. However, every time we meet, my desire grows stronger. I want to touch her white skin that seems like it will melt away at any moment... On our third date, she promised to let me take photos of her in a school swimsuit cosplay. She appeared after changing clothes. She was perfect. Once we started shooting, I couldn't hold back anymore. I reached out to her ass and breasts that I had always wanted to touch, and she said, "I'll pay you five times the usual fee!" I couldn't stop myself. She was confused and turned away, saying, "I'm embarrassed..." But the "hmm..." sound she immediately let out and the stain on her school swimsuit were a sign that it was OK for me. With the pale skin all over her body and her sensitive twitches, I may have been lost in a two-dimensional world and fantasizing.
