Thoughts?

Your husband loved it when you dressed up for him. Which is how you got into cosplay. It started out small. Making your own cheerleader outfits. Making schoolgirl outfits with the length of skirt you liked. Then you started looking at the shows he grew up with. The girls he had crushes on. Doing your hair and makeup like them wearing their iconic outfits.

Then he started taking you to cons. You loved a chance to be dressed like a slut and be on your man's arm in public. Just a chance to be pretty and lasted after while your man beamed with pride.

But then some little bitch more boy than man tried to grope you. Only for your husband to step in between. You getting to be slutty, lusted after, a source of pride and protected at the same time?

That's how your husband got the Supergirl and Powergirl threesome of his dreams.

Just tell me how to behave, how to handle my feelings without ending like a crybaby. Teach me things. Dont use me and just be loving.🙏