Conventions are so important in the cultural zeitgeist that even the nerd-adjacent felt the obligation to attend at least once. Shane had the itch to go to the big Anime Expo, but without making the proper traveling arrangements and unable to procure tickets, he’d have to get pretty creative if he wanted to have his unforgettable vacation. Lucky for him, he had been practicing projecting his consciousness into the astral plane, and if the online forums were telling the truth, he could use his burgeoning powers to posses whomever he wanted. A novice like Shane pulling off such a feat would not come without its dangers, transporting his very soul over vast distances, but it felt like an acceptable risk.

Events didn’t go as Shane had planned, however. He was able to achieve meditative focus and shifted his soul to the expo, all in one piece and without issue, which he had assumed was the hard part. It even didn’t take Shane too long to find a suitable body as he floated above the crowds, that being a man cosplaying as Cloud Strife. A little basic, sure, but the guy had a chiseled face with the muscles to match; Shane would have no trouble picking up chicks looking like that! But thoughts of him getting it on with his choice of nerdy girls dressed provocatively as their- and his- favorite characters distracted him enough that he didn’t notice the pull of his spirit finding its way to the closest available vessel until it was too late. Shane was panicked trying to veer out of the skid and didn’t even notice who he overshadowed, but when he did, he didn’t have the impulse to complain. Still a little jetlagged from his non-corporeal journey, Shane fell to his knees, but his new body was so graceful, he saved it by going into a split, his… breasts?... wobbling from the shockwave. “Aw, shit, Burnice? Fuck it, why not?” Shane’s mistake didn’t seem to bother him any, being so happy to make it to his destination that he felt nothing but bubbly over the whole situation.  

Shane was already giving his video game-level proportions a good once-over in the middle of the expo floor, getting a few stares in his appraisal. Well, a body like this was bound to come with plenty of stares, but either way he booked it to a nearby changing room, still enamored by the novelty of having a different center of gravity, feeling parts of this new body sway on their own, much to his delight. The party didn’t stop there- Shane didn’t want to be SO ferocious that he’d mess up the cosplay day one of the convention, but this woman was practically half-dressed already, with only a pleather tube-top and a lacy bra to REALLY be cooking with gas with Burnice’s body. Her rocking pair of boobs were all the more hypnotic bursting out of their constricting clothing, and it only took a few bats with his dainty hands to feel a moistening from under his skirt. Shane only gave himself a few minutes of exploration before stooping and rejoining the expo, but that was all it took for the foreplay to run down his legs and get juices on and in his thigh-high boots. And if THAT wasn’t a good enough introduction to womanhood, Shane barely made it out the changing room door before a strange woman ran up to him in a tackling hug. She clearly also approved of Shane’s appearance, given the way she was groping at him, grabbing his face for a passionate make out. She was getting even more handsy in public than how Shane acted in the privacy of the stall!

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Shane tried to go back to his old life- honest- but no matter how hard he tried, he was unable to track down his old body, neither in the material world nor in his astral projected state. Not that he cared, gaining a lithe, busty body and an equally hot, loving partner in exchange for a dick that could never measure up to the slit nestled between his smooth thighs. He had bigger concerns to think about anyway, mainly, there was a comic book convention coming up in a few months, and he needed to figure out his next cosplay!