Ann from Persona 5 The New World of SwapTech chapter 8 by deleted_user

Jonas pulled a different costume from the rack and held it up.

Persona 5. Ann Takamaki. Panther.

The costume was a red leather bodysuit with black accents, a high collar, and a plunging neckline that seemed designed to show off as much skin as possible. It came with a mask, gloves, and a pair of thigh-high boots.

This is ridiculous. I can't wear this.

He carried it into the fitting room anyway.

The leather was stiff but flexible, with a zipper running up the back. Jonas wrestled into it, feeling the material cling to his curves, pull tight across his chest. When he finally got it zipped—it took some contortion—he turned to the mirror and stopped breathing.

The bodysuit was aggressive. Sharp lines, red and black, with cutouts at the hips and a deep V that exposed the top of his sternum. The high collar framed his face, making his jaw look sharper, his eyes wider.

He looked like a femme fatale. He looked dangerous.

This isn't me. This is Ann Takamaki. This is a character.

But the woman in the mirror was wearing the character's skin, and she looked powerful.

Jonas turned sideways, checking the profile. The suit left little to the imagination—every curve was visible, every line of his new body traced in red leather. He felt exposed. He also felt... something else. Something he wasn't ready to name.

If I wear this to the con, everyone will look at me.