A few hours later, Taylor was sitting outside the Diamondome convention center with a printed pass stuffed into a lanyard, perusing an event schedule that someone had handed her as she waited in line to enter the event.
The Diamandome, jokingly called the Dimmadome by many, was a central fixture in Taylor's life. Her mother had worked there as some level of an event coordinator for as long as Taylor could remember, and that came with some fun little perks. Due to a dispute that happened when Taylor was very young, Diamandome staff all got event passes, or at least could get event passes from the various conventions on the cheap, and the Diamandome had alot of events. Her Mother liked to use those passes to take her out on various adventures. The constant exposure had been one of the things Taylor thought nuruted her outgoing persoanality, and so spent many weeks or weekends turning up at the various things. This week was not much differnt.
Through this weeks convention was admittedly strange. For one it was the first 18+ convention she would be goin to, and second the weeklong convention was dedicated to all things ABDL of all things. Taylor didn't know much more about ABDL than what most people stumble across randomly on the internet, but she did know that there was a strong cutesy lolita aesthetic current in it. That was all the reason Taylor needed to go really.
"Oh my god...," Taylor heard a familiar voice faintly cry out from the crowd lining up at the door.
Looking up from her program Taylor's eyes light up when she spotted that familiar someone. It was a girl named Heather, who had been in her graduating class. A slip of a girl, Heather was dressed as she had back in highschool. a long baggy sweater, a long flowing skirt that matched, and a somewhat childing bow sitting on her head. Taylor remembered her as a quite but friendly girl.
"HEATHER," Taylo shouted, as she began enthusasically waving her over, "I got us a spot in line!"
Taylor hadn't, but when you run into a friend at the convention gates, you try and help them through the line. A least, that was Taylor's philosophy. It didn't hurt that it also provided an opprotunity to catch up with an old friend .
Heather, while shrinking in on herself as the crowd seemed to focus on her for a brief second, didn't reject the offer and quickly shuffling forward.
"What...whate are you doing here?" Heather said, wide eye in shock at seeing Taylor before leaning in and whispering hesitantly, "Are you into...this too?"
Taylor gave Heather a dismissive wave as the line began shuffling forward, "Nah, though I do like the lolita styles so might pick some of that up. I just come to a lot of conventions here at the Dimmadome. There is always something inteseting going on here!".
"Oh...isn't that expensive?"
"Not really, most are simple gatherings of industry professionals. I've been to a few "language cons" where everybody is basically practiceing conversational korean or something, At the last few comic cons here I've been too I've end up making money being hired as a "boothbabe" for a few days. I've learnt alot coming here!"
"Really?"
"Really," Taylro respnded proudly, "So what about you Heather, is this your thing or what?"
Heather then shrank back in on herself, "Well,um."
Tayor quickly realised this was a difficult topic, "Oh..we don't have too..."
"Oh no, I'll...I'll tell you, but only once we get though the gate," Heather said firmly, pointing to the checkpoint that they had been blindly approaching.
Taylor just nodded, zipping her mouth shut and giving a thumbs up as if to say that they would get back to it. Which they did not even five minutes later as they stepped into the outside atirum just outside the convention floor.
Heather then took a deep breathe before looking Taylor into the eye, "So, I am into this yes, but I don't think I would normally have the strength to be here. I recenly came out to my mother and well...".
With an embrarssed look, Heather hiked up her dress for a moment. Instead of any sort of underwear, Heather was wearing a slightly puffy lavender purple diaper thick enough to prevent Heather from putting her legs together.
"She has been VERY supportive, a bit much if you ask me. She got me the week pass and is going to be dropping me off everyday but....I really don't know what to do at conventions. I really don't want to be posted up over by a food court or whatever waiting for Mom to call."
Suddenly Taylor was excited and threw her arm around Heather's shoulder, "Don't worry Heather, Your buddy Taytay is going to be your Con buddy. No wait, your Con-Guru! I'll show you all the ins and outs of Con going. For example, the first thing you should do is plan what panels you want to go to!"
Heather gave Taylor a slightly amused look, "Okay Con-Guru I'll bite. Why the Panels?"
"Because of the lines and Times duh! They are also the big time eater for cons, your bread and butter entertainment here. You gotta get in them early or the room could end up packed. There are also multiple panelsOr there are overlapping events on the schedule and you gotta pick which one to attend, or be in the right place to check out the panel but slip out after. Or just be in the right place to try and get free swag. Con Swag is always fun!" Taylor explained in frantic but calm way that seemed to say that she had practiced the speech before.
"Okay then, Panels...," Heather responded, quitely and flatly as she began looking through the program.
"They gotta be within thirthy minutes so we can get in the line...if there is a line", Taylor said assuredly," As popular as this event is, I'm not sure it gets to the same level as the other cons I've been too..."
"Okay, there are two panels thrity minutes from now. In Conference Hall One there is an interveiw with Dr. Blaine Martin author of "Potty Training and Your ABDL Self" and in Conference Hall Two there is a live Reading of Emily Koch's latest erotic novel....of this is so hard. Both sound so interesting.....Oh I know. You choose! Your taking time out of your trip to help me, you should pick the first thing we do!"
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