A change in direction…

Natalie began whimpering as she covered her chest where her once beautiful breasts used to be. She had never been so humiliated in all of her life! Everyone in the studio was now laughing right at her! She stamped her feet down, demanding the respect she so awfully deserved.

“S-Stop it! Don’t laugh at me! I am a super star. I am beauty itself. I post a selfie and a million women across this country try to emulate me.”

Her tantrum only made their laughter worse. It was so clear that who she was now was nothing like that woman she was describing.

“I am a super star! I am the moment! I am-“

*SNAP*

Her eyes shot wide open as her face contorted into a red blushing mess. She had felt that. Everyone was silent and stared as the bottom piece that USED to be covering Natalie went flying and landed on a camera. Everyone looked back to see her hairy, exposed nethers.

“HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!”

*CLICK SNAP*

“Don’t look at me! Waaaah!”

*CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP*

As she ran off stage crying the clap of her ass cheeks rang out in the room. Her giant dump truck bounced like an earthquake.

When the laughter had subsided the director approached John.

“What the heck was that John? You turned our number one model into a pear?”

“Relax. I don’t plan on firing her. Simply…taking her in a new direction.”

John got a large yellow envelope and walked back to Natalie’s dressing room.