Cosplay Chaos
Posted: Thu Oct 08, 2026 12:05 am
(Another silly little story, maybe someone will enjoy.)
“You’re not going to school dressed like that!”
“Mom, it’s cartoon characters day it’s a costume,” Stella barked back.
“Stella, your breasts are practically jumping out of that top. Change into something more suitable”.
“Mom, I don’t have time to change, besides, I spent hours on just the right details. I’m wearing it. It’s not my fault I have big tits!”
“Stella, language,” her mom said in a correcting manner.
“Gotta run mom, see you later,” Stella yelled as she headed out the front door, her breasts jiggling proudly as they were free from a bra.
Stella had dressed like Velma from the Scooby Doo cartoons. The costume, her hair, and even the glasses had been done meticulously. The real standout though, was Stella’s 36 DD breasts.
Like many girls, Stella had developed early and found it to be a social anomaly of sorts. Girls with large breasts were ogled and teased more than others. Then there were problems with the selection of clothing. Clothing was made for women with small or medium breasts; she was sure of it.
For Shelly’s costume, the top was worn without a bra and the low v pattern left much of her breasts exposed. To add to the visual appeal, Stella’s nipples were visible as they pressed against the thin fabric of the top.
It was risky. Stella knew she could be sent home to change, but it was her choice the moment she started looking at costumes. She was willing to risk it.
Stella arrived at school and immediately became the center of attention. Girls were complimenting her on her hair and costume. All sorts of remarks were made about her breasts, and of course, the boys were craning their necks to get a better view of them.
Not everyone was praising Stella though. Some thought it was over the top, and others were jealous of the attention Stella was getting, particularly from the boys.
Mandy Johnson, leaned against a locker as Stella strutted proudly down the hall.
“Look at that slut,” Mandy moaned to her friend Cara.
“Ehhh it’s dress up day. Hey, if I had her breasts I’d show them off too,” Cara replied as she looked down at her own small breasts.
“Show them off!” what a great idea. If she wants everyone to see her tits so bad, I’m going to help her do it!”
“Mandy?” I don’t know what you’re thinking but it doesn’t sound good,” Cara said.
“Oh, it’s going to be divine,” Mandy muttered as a wicked grin formed on her face.
It was shortly after lunch. The halls were filled with students moving back and forth. Mandy had followed Stella from the cafeteria. Sneaking up behind her, she made her move.
With one quick movement she pulled Stella’s flimsy top down each arm and pulled them behind her. Stella’s breasts were bare and exposed, and she was unable to move her arms.
Stella froze as she tried to make out what was going on. Everyone was gawking and pointing at the sight.
“You wanted everyone to see them, well they’re going to,” Mandy snorted into Stella’s ear as she pinned her arms behind her and began marching her down the hall. Mandy even managed to lift Stella’s skirt with a free hand to reveal her beige colored panties.
“You bitch! Let go of me” Stella growled as she tried to fight herself free and regain her dignity. The action only made her breasts jiggle more, putting on quite a show.
Down the hall, Mandy marched Stella until they ran squarely into Mrs. Grimes, the guidance counselor.
In her office the charges flew.
“She dressed like a slut. She had it coming.”
“You exposed me in the hallway. I’m going to whip your ass!”
“Mandy, what you done was wrong. Exposing another girl like that was not only improper but cruel, and Stella, that costume, however creative it is, reveals too much of your assets dear,” Mrs. Grimes spoke.
Turning her attention back to Mandy she asked, “How would you feel walking down the hallway with your breasts exposed. Having every eye on you. The laughing, the teasing, the drooling by some as if you were a sex object for their enjoyment.?”
“I am sorry, but I don’t dress to show mine off. I keep things more modest.” Mandy replied curtly.
“Well, I am going to have to suspend you both for a day. You can come back to school the day after tomorrow, but you will be required to make up any lessons.”
Word spread quickly among the student body and then something happened. To show their solidarity for Stella, female students begin lining up and down the hallways, all taking their tops and bras off.
Small breasts, medium breasts, and large breasts were on display. Mayhem broke out. It was a breast smorgasbord.
The male students were beside themselves as they took in the glorious sight of bare breasts lining each side of the main hallway.
To restore order, Mrs. Grimes agreed to rescind the suspension.
To this day, there has never been another cosplay day at school.
“You’re not going to school dressed like that!”
“Mom, it’s cartoon characters day it’s a costume,” Stella barked back.
“Stella, your breasts are practically jumping out of that top. Change into something more suitable”.
“Mom, I don’t have time to change, besides, I spent hours on just the right details. I’m wearing it. It’s not my fault I have big tits!”
“Stella, language,” her mom said in a correcting manner.
“Gotta run mom, see you later,” Stella yelled as she headed out the front door, her breasts jiggling proudly as they were free from a bra.
Stella had dressed like Velma from the Scooby Doo cartoons. The costume, her hair, and even the glasses had been done meticulously. The real standout though, was Stella’s 36 DD breasts.
Like many girls, Stella had developed early and found it to be a social anomaly of sorts. Girls with large breasts were ogled and teased more than others. Then there were problems with the selection of clothing. Clothing was made for women with small or medium breasts; she was sure of it.
For Shelly’s costume, the top was worn without a bra and the low v pattern left much of her breasts exposed. To add to the visual appeal, Stella’s nipples were visible as they pressed against the thin fabric of the top.
It was risky. Stella knew she could be sent home to change, but it was her choice the moment she started looking at costumes. She was willing to risk it.
Stella arrived at school and immediately became the center of attention. Girls were complimenting her on her hair and costume. All sorts of remarks were made about her breasts, and of course, the boys were craning their necks to get a better view of them.
Not everyone was praising Stella though. Some thought it was over the top, and others were jealous of the attention Stella was getting, particularly from the boys.
Mandy Johnson, leaned against a locker as Stella strutted proudly down the hall.
“Look at that slut,” Mandy moaned to her friend Cara.
“Ehhh it’s dress up day. Hey, if I had her breasts I’d show them off too,” Cara replied as she looked down at her own small breasts.
“Show them off!” what a great idea. If she wants everyone to see her tits so bad, I’m going to help her do it!”
“Mandy?” I don’t know what you’re thinking but it doesn’t sound good,” Cara said.
“Oh, it’s going to be divine,” Mandy muttered as a wicked grin formed on her face.
It was shortly after lunch. The halls were filled with students moving back and forth. Mandy had followed Stella from the cafeteria. Sneaking up behind her, she made her move.
With one quick movement she pulled Stella’s flimsy top down each arm and pulled them behind her. Stella’s breasts were bare and exposed, and she was unable to move her arms.
Stella froze as she tried to make out what was going on. Everyone was gawking and pointing at the sight.
“You wanted everyone to see them, well they’re going to,” Mandy snorted into Stella’s ear as she pinned her arms behind her and began marching her down the hall. Mandy even managed to lift Stella’s skirt with a free hand to reveal her beige colored panties.
“You bitch! Let go of me” Stella growled as she tried to fight herself free and regain her dignity. The action only made her breasts jiggle more, putting on quite a show.
Down the hall, Mandy marched Stella until they ran squarely into Mrs. Grimes, the guidance counselor.
In her office the charges flew.
“She dressed like a slut. She had it coming.”
“You exposed me in the hallway. I’m going to whip your ass!”
“Mandy, what you done was wrong. Exposing another girl like that was not only improper but cruel, and Stella, that costume, however creative it is, reveals too much of your assets dear,” Mrs. Grimes spoke.
Turning her attention back to Mandy she asked, “How would you feel walking down the hallway with your breasts exposed. Having every eye on you. The laughing, the teasing, the drooling by some as if you were a sex object for their enjoyment.?”
“I am sorry, but I don’t dress to show mine off. I keep things more modest.” Mandy replied curtly.
“Well, I am going to have to suspend you both for a day. You can come back to school the day after tomorrow, but you will be required to make up any lessons.”
Word spread quickly among the student body and then something happened. To show their solidarity for Stella, female students begin lining up and down the hallways, all taking their tops and bras off.
Small breasts, medium breasts, and large breasts were on display. Mayhem broke out. It was a breast smorgasbord.
The male students were beside themselves as they took in the glorious sight of bare breasts lining each side of the main hallway.
To restore order, Mrs. Grimes agreed to rescind the suspension.
To this day, there has never been another cosplay day at school.