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“…and then we’ll catch them in the act when your ninja boyfriend comes in. C’mon, pretty good plan, right?”

“Maybe if you’re the bait next time!” I snapped.

Do I hate Princess Peach? Not particularly. She’s just kinda there, a damsel. In distress. Very pink, and pretty, and blonde. Just someone who is apparently perfect for me to cosplay as! And apparently I should dress as her in the vein of Super Mario RPG, since my arms were stuck at my sides, pinned down by a bunch of ropes wrapped around my stomach. Very tightly, I might add.

See, LlamCon 2022 was in town accommodating geeks and Silicon Valley types, apparently for a Charity Ball. Emmy was convinced there was wrongdoing involved, and decided to infiltrate by taking advantage of the con’s “Damsels for Charity” event. Cosplayers in bondage, what a combo. A combo that warranted the two of us dressing up as Mario princesses, and thanks to a coin flip I’m fairly certain was rigged, I was to be the damsel. Hence, the full Peach cosplay. Emmy and I were backstage getting prepared.

Emmy, dressed in a bright yellow dress in the vein of Princess Daisy, shook her head as she tightened the knot. “The coin never lies, Becky. Besides, I’m pretty certain people are more familiar with Peach being tied up than Daisy.”

“Speaking of which, you don’t have to tie me this tight!” Sure, there wasn’t anything above my chest like usual, but that didn’t mean Emmy didn’t do her homework!

“Either I do it, or the event coordinator do it. This looks pretty convincing, don’tcha think?”

“I guess…”

Emmy finished tying my ropes, and then suddenly pulled a white cloth and thin pink ribbon out of nowhere. “Good! Now, for the finishing touches!”

“HUH?! W-Wuh-waitwaitwaitwait, we never agreed on the gag!”

“Rules are rules, Becky!” Emmy grinned way too wide as she pulled the ribbon taught with the ends wrapped around her fingers. “And the rules state you have to be bound and gagged!”

“You’re enjoying this way too mu-uuuuuummmmmmmmmmmch!” Emmy quickly pulled the rag into my mouth, then spun around to my backside and pulled the gag between my teeth. The ends of cleave gag were wrapped around my head once each to further secure the gag, then knotted underneath my hair. “RMMY! (EMMY!)”

My so-called friend just laughed, then pinched my cheeks to force me to smile. “Turn that frown upside down, Princess Becky! We’ll have these guys by the balls before you know it!”

“Rrrrggh…” I glared daggers at her. “Emmy, the years of friendship we’ve had are currently the only thing stopping me from strangling you when this is over! Okay maybe that and Luno potentially arriving, but that’s a close second!”

Giggling to herself, Emmy pulled out a hidden phone and pulled me in for a selfie. “C’mon, this isn’t nearly as bad as some of the other cons we’ve attended!”

“Yrr nmt thm prrshn tmd mp! (You’re not the one tied up!)”

Emmy just ignored me and lightly pushed me forwards. Thank l fully my legs weren’t tied, not that the heels made things that much easier. She then deepened her voice and let out a “Bwa-ha-ha-ha! Let’s go, Princess Becky! We got a show to go to!” I think it was a Biwser imitation? Anyways, we walked towards the main stage, where the main event was almost ready to begin. And the entire time I had one thing on my mind…

“What is with Emmy and cosplay that get her like this?”

***
Awhile back, I just so happened to place second in 's contest, Ash’s Big ‘They Can’t Stop All of Us’ (aka the A.B.T.C.S.A.O.U.) Contest, which got me a single damsel colored pic. I thought long and hard about an idea for the pic, before it hit me like a sack of bricks during the middle of work: Princess Becky! Funnily enough, a concept made by the first place winner of the contest. Anyways, I wanted to see my OC cosplaying as Mario princesses, with Princess Becky getting the damsel treatment, and Llama certainly delivered on that front!

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“…and then we’ll catch them in the act when your ninja boyfriend comes in. C’mon, pretty good plan, right?”

“Maybe if you’re the bait next time!” I snapped.

Do I hate Princess Peach? Not particularly. She’s just kinda there, a damsel. In distress. Very pink, and pretty, and blonde. Just someone who is apparently perfect for me to cosplay as! And apparently I should dress as her in the vein of Super Mario RPG, since my arms were stuck at my sides, pinned down by a bunch of ropes wrapped around my stomach. Very tightly, I might add.

See, LlamCon 2022 was in town accommodating geeks and Silicon Valley types, apparently for a Charity Ball. Emmy was convinced there was wrongdoing involved, and decided to infiltrate by taking advantage of the con’s “Damsels for Charity” event. Cosplayers in bondage, what a combo. A combo that warranted the two of us dressing up as Mario princesses, and thanks to a coin flip I’m fairly certain was rigged, I was to be the damsel. Hence, the full Peach cosplay. Emmy and I were backstage getting prepared.

Emmy, dressed in a bright yellow dress in the vein of Princess Daisy, shook her head as she tightened the knot. “The coin never lies, Becky. Besides, I’m pretty certain people are more familiar with Peach being tied up than Daisy.”

“Speaking of which, you don’t have to tie me this tight!” Sure, there wasn’t anything above my chest like usual, but that didn’t mean Emmy didn’t do her homework!

“Either I do it, or the event coordinator do it. This looks pretty convincing, don’tcha think?”

“I guess…”

Emmy finished tying my ropes, and then suddenly pulled a white cloth and thin pink ribbon out of nowhere. “Good! Now, for the finishing touches!”

“HUH?! W-Wuh-waitwaitwaitwait, we never agreed on the gag!”

“Rules are rules, Becky!” Emmy grinned way too wide as she pulled the ribbon taught with the ends wrapped around her fingers. “And the rules state you have to be bound and gagged!”

“You’re enjoying this way too mu-uuuuuummmmmmmmmmmch!” Emmy quickly pulled the rag into my mouth, then spun around to my backside and pulled the gag between my teeth. The ends of cleave gag were wrapped around my head once each to further secure the gag, then knotted underneath my hair. “RMMY! (EMMY!)”

My so-called friend just laughed, then pinched my cheeks to force me to smile. “Turn that frown upside down, Princess Becky! We’ll have these guys by the balls before you know it!”

“Rrrrggh…” I glared daggers at her. “Emmy, the years of friendship we’ve had are currently the only thing stopping me from strangling you when this is over! Okay maybe that and Luno potentially arriving, but that’s a close second!”

Giggling to herself, Emmy pulled out a hidden phone and pulled me in for a selfie. “C’mon, this isn’t nearly as bad as some of the other cons we’ve attended!”

“Yrr nmt thm prrshn tmd mp! (You’re not the one tied up!)”

Emmy just ignored me and lightly pushed me forwards. Thank l fully my legs weren’t tied, not that the heels made things that much easier. She then deepened her voice and let out a “Bwa-ha-ha-ha! Let’s go, Princess Becky! We got a show to go to!” I think it was a Biwser imitation? Anyways, we walked towards the main stage, where the main event was almost ready to begin. And the entire time I had one thing on my mind…

“What is with Emmy and cosplay that get her like this?”

***
Awhile back, I just so happened to place second in 's contest, Ash’s Big ‘They Can’t Stop All of Us’ (aka the A.B.T.C.S.A.O.U.) Contest, which got me a single damsel colored pic. I thought long and hard about an idea for the pic, before it hit me like a sack of bricks during the middle of work: Princess Becky! Funnily enough, a concept made by the first place winner of the contest. Anyways, I wanted to see my OC cosplaying as Mario princesses, with Princess Becky getting the damsel treatment, and Llama certainly delivered on that front!

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