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When Monica saw the three sexy Slave Leias belly dancing at GamaRamaLamaDingDongCon, her latest obsession was born – she had to learn belly dancing! The women moved so sensuously, so gracefully, entrancing all onlookers, including her, but especially boys. Especially especially cute boys. She could learn belly dancing and do the same!
Monica's parents were only too glad to pay for the lessons, because she needed to lose some weight, and they had heard much tougher requests in earlier years … like an electron microscope so she could study superconductors, or a 100-gallon saltwater aquarium, or a four-color silkscreen press. Dancing lessons seemed sane and affordable by comparison.
Monica dove headlong into bellydancing with the same fire and energy she dove into all her obsessions. And she stuck with it, something she had not always done. Her instructor, Madame Yasmina of Madame Yasmin's School of Dance, was a wise woman and encouraged her students to reward themselves for practicing by spending some time dancing in any way the pleased, to the music they enjoyed. Monica wound up dancing for hours every time she practiced, and she practiced almost every night, in ways that Madame Yasmina had never spoken of, but might have understood.
As a result, after six months of belly dancing, Monica was transformed from a girl that boys ordinarily did not give a second glance to, into a hottie that ALL the guys gave first, second and third glances to. She lost weight, her hips and breasts became nicely rounded, and she moved with a sensuous sway that the dance had taught her without her even realizing it.
Not interested in the local boys who had treated her like furniture when she was overweight, or in the nice gamer and cosplay guys who were as obsessive as she was and hence kind of a bore to be around for any length of time, especially in the fishbowl environment of her high school, Monica set her sights on SciFiFunCon. She had noticed that some girls spent the whole four days of a con dressed in skimpy outfits that left them half naked, hugging cute boys and dancing and having a wonderful time.
Now, Monica realized, that could be her. She decides to go as Slavegirl Belinda, a web comic character that some snarkily called “Naked Girl” because of her very skimpy slavegirl attire. Her friend Joanie and her work up a costume and make plans that their parents would be seriously shocked by, if they knew them.
Will Monica be able to keep her parents in the dark about her plans? How will they react when they inevitably find out their daughter has been running around almost naked for four days and hugging on cute guys while being photographed? Will she be the hit of the drum circle dance? Will Monica find a very special cute guy to engage in some hardcore cosplay with? What will happen when she meets the publishers of Slavegirl Belinda comics at the Con? Can she, bursting with sexual energy and love, keep it together for four days?
All we can say is that Monica will probably have a lot of fun. If you want to know the details, you should probably buy the book and read it.