Ever since James was a child James had admired Jessica Rabbit. It wasn't the same way his other young male friends tended too, sure he agreed she was beautiful and sexy, yes he was totally into her tits, but all of that was secondary to who she was. She was a strong woman who took absolute pride in her sexuality and took no shame in being feminine. And the way she wore her dress was absolutely stunning, James wanted everything she represented, and now he could as Emily.
James found a perfect replica of her outfit online and ordered it. It took a little longer than he expected to finally wear it since Emily's breasts were apparently so large that they wouldn't fit, so he brought the dress to a tailor to have it adjusted. Once everything was fixed he eagerly put on the outfit and snapped a photo.
All dressed up and nowhere to go, James went with "fuck it" and wore the outfit all day across town. He didn't care if he was showing too much skin, he didn't care that he was making dozens of men and women stair at him, and he didn't care he was obviously dressed as a character from a 90's movie. All he cared about was feeling as sexy, strong, and feminine as Jessica Rabbit.
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