ALICE Ch 267

It’s the night before the race, and Alice is dutifully taking it easy. She’s done some yoga, gone over the plan, and is getting ready for bed.

Maybe it’s the light in this bathroom, but she looks particularly skeletal when she stands in just her briefs, brushing her teeth. Alice scowls and steps onto the scale. She’s lost a little weight. She’ll have to talk to Kylie about that. Depression can be beaten; Alice just needs to put on a little muscle.

There’s also a gift from Faye waiting for her. Having things quickly delivered internationally must cost an ungodly amount of money; Faye is quite privileged. Alice spits out her toothpaste and goes out to the room, tearing open the heavy envelope. She’d have liked a… Fleshlight or something. It’s not that. It’s a magazine. It must be more of Faye’s weird cartoon porn.

Well, it’s better than nothing. Curious, Alice flops on the bed and tears the wrapper off.

It’s called 2069 AD. On the cover is a pretty girl in a sexily clinging space suit looking adorably alarmed with some kind of alien critter clinging to her boob. Alice snorts. According to the cover, this magazine includes Diagra the Amazon, Megacity 69, Rogue Futa, and some other nonsense.

She opens the magazine to find a hung barbarian chick throat-fucking what looks like a mermaid. Alice’s eyebrows rise. She turns the page to see the barbarian blow a huge load all over the blushing mermaid’s scaly skin. This is pretty interesting. Maybe she’d better give it a fair shot. Alice turns back to the beginning of the magazine only to be interrupted by a knock at the door.

Annoyed, Alice puts the magazine aside and goes to answer it, finding Glynda in the hallway. Glynda looks exhausted, and she’s still dressed for the day. She smells like perfume and perspiration.

“Hey,” Alice says.

“Alice!” Glynda replies, aghast.

“Oh. Shit. Sorry.” Alice steps away to grab a robe, not as though everyone on earth hasn’t seen her bulge already thanks to Diorgasm. Her bony chest… who the hell cares?

“What’s the matter with you?” Glynda shakes her head as she enters the room.

“What’s up?” Alice sits on the edge of the bed, and Glynda joins her, eying the magazine. “Hey, your daughter gave me this. It’s a special gift. I’ll treasure it forever.” Alice shows Glynda the swole woman busting all over the mermaid.

Glynda takes a deep breath. “That’s very interesting, Alice. You can read Diagra later.”

Alice narrows her eyes. “You know what this is?”

“Focus, Alice. I respect your decision with Diorgasm. But I need you to take a new sponsorship.”

“Got something lined up?”

Glynda nods. “Two options. You can do a cross-promotional deal with FUTA. That’ll save enough money that it’ll satisfy our board. Or we have an offer from Salogal.”

“What’s that?”

“Clothing. It’s big.”

“Never heard of it.”

“There’s a world outside the United States, Alice.”

“Bullshit,” Alice says. “I’d have heard about it.”

Glynda rolls her eyes. “What’ll it be, Alice?”

Do an internal deal to cross-promote FUTA content?

Or take a sponsorship to promote clothing with Salogal?