This year was the first time I came home from school in a long time. Mom and Dad haven't changed much, but my little sister sure had. She had grown from a bratty kid to a living, breathing wet dream. Boy is it good to be home for the holidays.
This is a story that just came to mind of late from an image in my head of a cosplay gang-bang, and it just mushroomed from there. Our hero is about to really go down a rabbit hole at a convention this week, but oh what fun it will be!