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Jed dragged himself into the Brown Convention Center in Houston, just a few minutes ahead of opening. He schlepped a large roll-on bag, and a cup of bad coffee. The Convention Staff had thankfully relieved him of his overnight bag, and placed it in a “VIP” room. He laughed at the thought of being a big shot. He had toiled for many years to achieve success as an illustrator, a penciller, and an artist. It seemed like the days all blended together with the work generated by his success. Still, he was grateful, and a bit proud to be here.

It was Saturday morning, the first full day of The Amazing Houston Comic Con. “Amazing…sheesh!” he grunted. It was also late August, and he practically melted on the way from the airport in the stifling humidity. In spite of the early time, it was already in the 80’s, and headed to near 100 degrees. Jed wondered if the air conditioning would be up to the task of cooling a room full of post-pubescent males who considered walking to the corner store for snacks exercise.

Jed was in a sour mood. He spent the night in the lobby of DFW. A line of thunderstorms spouting a few minor tornados had delayed his incoming flight, and he missed his connection to Houston. He was exhausted, needed a shower, and barely got to the Convention Center ahead of opening. He hoped he had enough time to set up. He stopped to peruse the convention floor map he was given, rubbing the stubble on his chin as he peered through his glasses. He looked up at the gallery: it was a huge blaze of lights and color. Most of it was displays and advertising from video game and movie companies. A lot of stagers and staff were busy making their final touches on their displays. The Comic Cons had become more than just the exchange of sequential art, and a chance to network. Now it was big business, fueled by the game and movie companies. Still, he was part of the big DC contingent, and was happy to see he got a table with his personal branding on display right in the middle of the DC team.

As he opened his bag to set up his merchandise and drawing space, a pleasant young woman’s voice came from behind: “Hi, are you Jed?” He spun cautiously around, to face a mountain of a black man wearing sunglasses and a suspicious look. Jed wondered if the lack of sleep and too much caffeine were screwing with his mind. Then he realized the voice came from the shorter, but just as thick and chiseled, woman next to the big man. The woman wore a sleeveless hoodie, very short cutoff shorts, and knee-high motorcycle boots. She wore sunglasses, and a shock of platinum hair covered her forehead. She had very tan skin, and her exposed thighs and arms were big, muscular, and smooth. “Um, yeah, hi, I’m Jed. “ He mumbled. “Sorry, I have to set up.”

“Hey, no problem, so do I! My name is Sophia, but for today’s purposes, please call me 'Captain Treasure'. That’s my stage name! This is June!” She said turning towards the big man. June took off his glasses, and offered his hand, giving Jed a wry smile. “Pleased to meet you, Jed. I hear you’re a big star here.”

Jed, not sure what to do, said, “Thanks for the complement, but…”

Sophia looked a bit puzzled. “Um, Jed, did you know we were coming?”

Jed shook his head. “Er, no, I didn’t know about this? Why are you here?”

Sophia smiled. “Oh, gosh, sorry! I’ll bet this is a surprise! You look like you had a rough trip! Don’t worry about us. Your publisher hired me to help draw attention to your work. I’m your model for the day!”

Jed stopped setting up and looked at Sophia, and studied her with a bemused expression. “Uh, wow, OK, great! I hope you don’t mind my asking, but you don’t look like the typical model at these shows, and why me?”

Sophia smirked a bit. She was used to being “unexpected”. It helped her to gain control of a situation, especially when she fully revealed her talents. “Jed, it’s all good. I’m going to cosplay one of your characters, and I don’t mean one of the DC characters. I’m going to be Fisticuff for the day!”

Jed cracked a big smile. Now it made sense. Fisticuff was one of his more popular O.C., and he was happy to be remembered for that. The character was a spunky, cute bodybuilder, much like the woman in front of him. “Wow, that’s great! Do you need a place to change? I think I can get you into the VIP rooms…”

Sophia smiled devilishly. “Oh, no thanks. We don’t have time! You keep setting up. I’ll change here, behind those big advertising screens.” Jed noticed for the fist time that Sophia and June were pulling large roll-on bags. June also seemed to have a spear of some sort. Sophia unzipped her bag, and pulled out a smaller makeup kit, and a bag marked “Jungle”. “OK, no peeking!” She smiled, stepping saucily behind the screen.

June also went to work. He opened his bag and pulled out a large fake bear rug, and placed it on the floor in front of Jed’s table. Jed tried to mind his work, but he caught a glimpse of Sophia’s now naked back as she bent over. His jaw hit the floor at the size and shape of her upper back, the narrow waist, and thick, smooth derriere and hamstrings. He collected himself, and focused on his work. This might not be such a bad comic con after all, he thought.

In a few moments, Sophia emerged, wearing only a tiny sling with a few small leopard skin colored fabric patches for discretion. She saw Jed’s jaw drop and smiled sheepishly. “Yeah, thanks, That looks says it all!”

Jed was too stunned at her smooth, tanned, hairless body to notice the shaved hair on the sides of her head, or the tattoos, or the scars and damaged left eye. “Wow, you look great!”

“Yeah, living in the gym, grocery store, and tanning salon will do that!” Sophia responded as she rummaged through her bag. She pulled out a wig of very long fuscia-colored hair. She then wiped her hands off, and opened her makeup kit. She pulled out a contact lens case, mirror, and pink lipstick. She opened the contact lens case, and carefully inserted two hot pink colored contact lenses. She blinked a bit, then applied the pink lipstick. Then she got out a bottle of spirit gum, and using the applicator brush in the lid, applied the glue to the inside of the fabric patches. This exposed her privates to Jed’s view, but she didn’t seem to mind. Jed looked over at June. He was stoically taking in all of the activity around them.

Sophia caught Jed averting his eyes from her sex at the last moment. He was obviously flustered, and was blushing severely. "Oh, sorry, more than you were expecting at his time of the morning! The spirit gum will help prevent wardrobe malfunctions! Can you hand me that wig?” Sophia asked. Jed sheepishly handed her the wig. It was very long, and knocked over a few of his items. He scrambled to control his coffee cup. She put it on, and instantly transformed into Fisticuff, as she might have appeared as if…

“I’m Fighting Super Squirrel!” She said, like she was reading his mind. “Your publisher asked me to study your portfolio of Fisticuff work. I thought this would be the sexiest. I took a few liberties on the costume though." Sophia spun a bit, and turned away, pulling her hair from back over the shoulder this exposed her magnificent back, completely nude, save a thin pair of strings running from the crack of her amazing ass over her thick shoulders. "I hope it isn’t too racy! Is it too much?” she asked, coquettishly.

Jed looked at her. Her body was flawless, and so desirable. He almost wilted, but managed to compose himself. His character, Fisticuff, wore a bra, not just the sling. He was a bit concerned, and stammered: “Um, er, no…no! You look like her come to life! It’s amazing! But, she…”

“Oh, yeah, the gloves!!!” She opened her bag some more and bent over to reach in. Jed gaped at the view of her perfectly formed and nearly naked buttocks. She stood back up, now wearing the trademark Brutalismo gloves. “You like? I made these myself, from some old hockey gloves.”

Jed had worked for years from pictures and the occasional model. It was delightful to see the process in reverse. He resigned himself to her minimalism in attire. He sighed and nodded 'yes'. Still, as he sat down and watched, he wondered if she was available for studio time! His wife would never allow that!

Sophia smiled, as she and June finished with the props. She was pleased he liked the costume. She then held the spear with a red-caped squirrel puppet impaled on the tip. Jed laughed aloud. “I’m curious: what is it you usually model, and why the name Captain Treasure?” Jed asked.

Sophia put on her costume jewelry, and covered one tooth, the “missing” one, with a gold cap. “Ha, ha, I model myself! I’m an entertainer at Gold Diggers Saloon here in Houston. I’m ‘Captain Treasure, the Great Pirate’. Here’s my pirate booty!” She turned, waving her ample buttocks at Jed. He blushed! “Yes, I strip for dollars! I like to use costumes in my pole-dance shows. One of your publishers must have visited and seen me one shift and so, here we are.”

The last thing Sophia did was put out a few of her own business cards from the club on the table, and a sign: “Do Not Feed or Touch the Strumpet, or You Will Get Brutalismo!” Jed laughed at this too.

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The crowds soon arrived. Sophia was very popular, as stunning as she looked in her nearly naked form. She was also very accessible and nice to the fans. June just stood by, arms crossed, quietly observing the activity. June’s glare and Sophia’s spear seemed to keep everyone well-behaved. As many would stand for pictures with her as would line up to meet with Jed. Several fans offered to put tips in the leather thongs around her massive thighs. Sophia politely declined. Still, a few fans placed money in the bear’s mouth, which made Sophia laugh. She looked up, though, and saw a few younger attendees staring. She worried that she may be setting a poor example, so she walked over to one of the DC staff, and asked her to print up a sign.

A moment later, she pushed her way through the line, and taped the sign to the table near the bear’s head. It read: “Feed the bear and help a child. All donations will go directly to the Worley Home, a local halfway center for troubled youth.” More money filled the bear’s maw, and Sophia smiled. Jed took a look at the sign, and wondered admiringly about the object of this woman’s philanthropy.

Late in the morning, though, a larger man, in glasses and looking to be in his thirties, approached with his friend and asked to be photographed with Sophia. Of course, she accepted, and stood next to him. That’s when he reached around and placed his right hand on her bottom, while leering at the camera. Sophia gasped, and realized he was also trying to grab her breast with the other hand. She knocked his left hand away, and immediately stomped on his instep with her heel! As the groper yelped and began to double over in pain, Sophia got her arm around his neck, and began to choke him.

Jed, taking all of this in, turned to look at June. “Um, should we help?”

June simply said, “Naw, she got this!”

“I see we have a reading and boundary problem, huh?” Sophia growled in the groper’s ear, still choking him while smiling to the others watching. “It might be wise for you to take your hand off my ass, before you find this spear plunged up your ass, mmm?” The lunk quickly dropped his hand and tried to squirm away. “Don’t let me hear about you and your friend causing any more trouble, OK? I know those tickets are hard to get, capisce? “

She let the lunk go. He quickly turned to her, a scowl on his face, as if to say something rude. Instead he found the spear tip pointed at his nose. “The smart move, nutbag, is to walk away!” Sophia said. The knucklehead was getting no support from his friend, and then he noticed he now had the attention of the huge black man behind the table. He quickly grabbed his gimme bag and disappeared into the crowd. Those nearby laughed and clapped in approval at Sophia’s victory over the lunk.

Jed looked at June. “Wow!”

June responded, “Uh, huh!”

Jed continued “I guess you are her body guard. Why didn’t you jump in to help?”

Sophia walked back to the table, adjusting the sling and grimacing.

“OW! I think I gave myself a wedgie!” She complained.

June chuckled, and looked at Jed, “Yeah, man, I’m a body guard. But I’m not here to protect Captain Treasure from y’all. I’m here to protect y’all from her!

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A little fanart to thank Jebriodo for some help he provided to me. It's also a nice little Holiday card for you! Merry-merry, happy-happy!

Description

Jed dragged himself into the Brown Convention Center in Houston, just a few minutes ahead of opening. He schlepped a large roll-on bag, and a cup of bad coffee. The Convention Staff had thankfully relieved him of his overnight bag, and placed it in a “VIP” room. He laughed at the thought of being a big shot. He had toiled for many years to achieve success as an illustrator, a penciller, and an artist. It seemed like the days all blended together with the work generated by his success. Still, he was grateful, and a bit proud to be here.

It was Saturday morning, the first full day of The Amazing Houston Comic Con. “Amazing…sheesh!” he grunted. It was also late August, and he practically melted on the way from the airport in the stifling humidity. In spite of the early time, it was already in the 80’s, and headed to near 100 degrees. Jed wondered if the air conditioning would be up to the task of cooling a room full of post-pubescent males who considered walking to the corner store for snacks exercise.

Jed was in a sour mood. He spent the night in the lobby of DFW. A line of thunderstorms spouting a few minor tornados had delayed his incoming flight, and he missed his connection to Houston. He was exhausted, needed a shower, and barely got to the Convention Center ahead of opening. He hoped he had enough time to set up. He stopped to peruse the convention floor map he was given, rubbing the stubble on his chin as he peered through his glasses. He looked up at the gallery: it was a huge blaze of lights and color. Most of it was displays and advertising from video game and movie companies. A lot of stagers and staff were busy making their final touches on their displays. The Comic Cons had become more than just the exchange of sequential art, and a chance to network. Now it was big business, fueled by the game and movie companies. Still, he was part of the big DC contingent, and was happy to see he got a table with his personal branding on display right in the middle of the DC team.

As he opened his bag to set up his merchandise and drawing space, a pleasant young woman’s voice came from behind: “Hi, are you Jed?” He spun cautiously around, to face a mountain of a black man wearing sunglasses and a suspicious look. Jed wondered if the lack of sleep and too much caffeine were screwing with his mind. Then he realized the voice came from the shorter, but just as thick and chiseled, woman next to the big man. The woman wore a sleeveless hoodie, very short cutoff shorts, and knee-high motorcycle boots. She wore sunglasses, and a shock of platinum hair covered her forehead. She had very tan skin, and her exposed thighs and arms were big, muscular, and smooth. “Um, yeah, hi, I’m Jed. “ He mumbled. “Sorry, I have to set up.”

“Hey, no problem, so do I! My name is Sophia, but for today’s purposes, please call me 'Captain Treasure'. That’s my stage name! This is June!” She said turning towards the big man. June took off his glasses, and offered his hand, giving Jed a wry smile. “Pleased to meet you, Jed. I hear you’re a big star here.”

Jed, not sure what to do, said, “Thanks for the complement, but…”

Sophia looked a bit puzzled. “Um, Jed, did you know we were coming?”

Jed shook his head. “Er, no, I didn’t know about this? Why are you here?”

Sophia smiled. “Oh, gosh, sorry! I’ll bet this is a surprise! You look like you had a rough trip! Don’t worry about us. Your publisher hired me to help draw attention to your work. I’m your model for the day!”

Jed stopped setting up and looked at Sophia, and studied her with a bemused expression. “Uh, wow, OK, great! I hope you don’t mind my asking, but you don’t look like the typical model at these shows, and why me?”

Sophia smirked a bit. She was used to being “unexpected”. It helped her to gain control of a situation, especially when she fully revealed her talents. “Jed, it’s all good. I’m going to cosplay one of your characters, and I don’t mean one of the DC characters. I’m going to be Fisticuff for the day!”

Jed cracked a big smile. Now it made sense. Fisticuff was one of his more popular O.C., and he was happy to be remembered for that. The character was a spunky, cute bodybuilder, much like the woman in front of him. “Wow, that’s great! Do you need a place to change? I think I can get you into the VIP rooms…”

Sophia smiled devilishly. “Oh, no thanks. We don’t have time! You keep setting up. I’ll change here, behind those big advertising screens.” Jed noticed for the fist time that Sophia and June were pulling large roll-on bags. June also seemed to have a spear of some sort. Sophia unzipped her bag, and pulled out a smaller makeup kit, and a bag marked “Jungle”. “OK, no peeking!” She smiled, stepping saucily behind the screen.

June also went to work. He opened his bag and pulled out a large fake bear rug, and placed it on the floor in front of Jed’s table. Jed tried to mind his work, but he caught a glimpse of Sophia’s now naked back as she bent over. His jaw hit the floor at the size and shape of her upper back, the narrow waist, and thick, smooth derriere and hamstrings. He collected himself, and focused on his work. This might not be such a bad comic con after all, he thought.

In a few moments, Sophia emerged, wearing only a tiny sling with a few small leopard skin colored fabric patches for discretion. She saw Jed’s jaw drop and smiled sheepishly. “Yeah, thanks, That looks says it all!”

Jed was too stunned at her smooth, tanned, hairless body to notice the shaved hair on the sides of her head, or the tattoos, or the scars and damaged left eye. “Wow, you look great!”

“Yeah, living in the gym, grocery store, and tanning salon will do that!” Sophia responded as she rummaged through her bag. She pulled out a wig of very long fuscia-colored hair. She then wiped her hands off, and opened her makeup kit. She pulled out a contact lens case, mirror, and pink lipstick. She opened the contact lens case, and carefully inserted two hot pink colored contact lenses. She blinked a bit, then applied the pink lipstick. Then she got out a bottle of spirit gum, and using the applicator brush in the lid, applied the glue to the inside of the fabric patches. This exposed her privates to Jed’s view, but she didn’t seem to mind. Jed looked over at June. He was stoically taking in all of the activity around them.

Sophia caught Jed averting his eyes from her sex at the last moment. He was obviously flustered, and was blushing severely. "Oh, sorry, more than you were expecting at his time of the morning! The spirit gum will help prevent wardrobe malfunctions! Can you hand me that wig?” Sophia asked. Jed sheepishly handed her the wig. It was very long, and knocked over a few of his items. He scrambled to control his coffee cup. She put it on, and instantly transformed into Fisticuff, as she might have appeared as if…

“I’m Fighting Super Squirrel!” She said, like she was reading his mind. “Your publisher asked me to study your portfolio of Fisticuff work. I thought this would be the sexiest. I took a few liberties on the costume though." Sophia spun a bit, and turned away, pulling her hair from back over the shoulder this exposed her magnificent back, completely nude, save a thin pair of strings running from the crack of her amazing ass over her thick shoulders. "I hope it isn’t too racy! Is it too much?” she asked, coquettishly.

Jed looked at her. Her body was flawless, and so desirable. He almost wilted, but managed to compose himself. His character, Fisticuff, wore a bra, not just the sling. He was a bit concerned, and stammered: “Um, er, no…no! You look like her come to life! It’s amazing! But, she…”

“Oh, yeah, the gloves!!!” She opened her bag some more and bent over to reach in. Jed gaped at the view of her perfectly formed and nearly naked buttocks. She stood back up, now wearing the trademark Brutalismo gloves. “You like? I made these myself, from some old hockey gloves.”

Jed had worked for years from pictures and the occasional model. It was delightful to see the process in reverse. He resigned himself to her minimalism in attire. He sighed and nodded 'yes'. Still, as he sat down and watched, he wondered if she was available for studio time! His wife would never allow that!

Sophia smiled, as she and June finished with the props. She was pleased he liked the costume. She then held the spear with a red-caped squirrel puppet impaled on the tip. Jed laughed aloud. “I’m curious: what is it you usually model, and why the name Captain Treasure?” Jed asked.

Sophia put on her costume jewelry, and covered one tooth, the “missing” one, with a gold cap. “Ha, ha, I model myself! I’m an entertainer at Gold Diggers Saloon here in Houston. I’m ‘Captain Treasure, the Great Pirate’. Here’s my pirate booty!” She turned, waving her ample buttocks at Jed. He blushed! “Yes, I strip for dollars! I like to use costumes in my pole-dance shows. One of your publishers must have visited and seen me one shift and so, here we are.”

The last thing Sophia did was put out a few of her own business cards from the club on the table, and a sign: “Do Not Feed or Touch the Strumpet, or You Will Get Brutalismo!” Jed laughed at this too.

---

The crowds soon arrived. Sophia was very popular, as stunning as she looked in her nearly naked form. She was also very accessible and nice to the fans. June just stood by, arms crossed, quietly observing the activity. June’s glare and Sophia’s spear seemed to keep everyone well-behaved. As many would stand for pictures with her as would line up to meet with Jed. Several fans offered to put tips in the leather thongs around her massive thighs. Sophia politely declined. Still, a few fans placed money in the bear’s mouth, which made Sophia laugh. She looked up, though, and saw a few younger attendees staring. She worried that she may be setting a poor example, so she walked over to one of the DC staff, and asked her to print up a sign.

A moment later, she pushed her way through the line, and taped the sign to the table near the bear’s head. It read: “Feed the bear and help a child. All donations will go directly to the Worley Home, a local halfway center for troubled youth.” More money filled the bear’s maw, and Sophia smiled. Jed took a look at the sign, and wondered admiringly about the object of this woman’s philanthropy.

Late in the morning, though, a larger man, in glasses and looking to be in his thirties, approached with his friend and asked to be photographed with Sophia. Of course, she accepted, and stood next to him. That’s when he reached around and placed his right hand on her bottom, while leering at the camera. Sophia gasped, and realized he was also trying to grab her breast with the other hand. She knocked his left hand away, and immediately stomped on his instep with her heel! As the groper yelped and began to double over in pain, Sophia got her arm around his neck, and began to choke him.

Jed, taking all of this in, turned to look at June. “Um, should we help?”

June simply said, “Naw, she got this!”

“I see we have a reading and boundary problem, huh?” Sophia growled in the groper’s ear, still choking him while smiling to the others watching. “It might be wise for you to take your hand off my ass, before you find this spear plunged up your ass, mmm?” The lunk quickly dropped his hand and tried to squirm away. “Don’t let me hear about you and your friend causing any more trouble, OK? I know those tickets are hard to get, capisce? “

She let the lunk go. He quickly turned to her, a scowl on his face, as if to say something rude. Instead he found the spear tip pointed at his nose. “The smart move, nutbag, is to walk away!” Sophia said. The knucklehead was getting no support from his friend, and then he noticed he now had the attention of the huge black man behind the table. He quickly grabbed his gimme bag and disappeared into the crowd. Those nearby laughed and clapped in approval at Sophia’s victory over the lunk.

Jed looked at June. “Wow!”

June responded, “Uh, huh!”

Jed continued “I guess you are her body guard. Why didn’t you jump in to help?”

Sophia walked back to the table, adjusting the sling and grimacing.

“OW! I think I gave myself a wedgie!” She complained.

June chuckled, and looked at Jed, “Yeah, man, I’m a body guard. But I’m not here to protect Captain Treasure from y’all. I’m here to protect y’all from her!

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A little fanart to thank Jebriodo for some help he provided to me. It's also a nice little Holiday card for you! Merry-merry, happy-happy!