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Chapter 27 by Pingu Pingu

how does the interview go?

An interactive art piece for the hotel

The blonde girl introduced herself as Verena and John lead her over to a corner of the lobby,w here some chairs and a table were placed. "Have a seat," he said and sat down himself. "So you looking for a job. You have some references or skills?"

The girl blushed a bit."I don't think so," she said. "I mostly working as model but that is not fully satisfiying and I hoped to get some better job, paying regulary and so."

John tried to come up with an idea. She looked hot and the hair was just too secy. It clearly were extensions, but that was something to change without much effort. Sunndely he had an idea. "I could use an erotic art installation."

"An erotic art installation?" she said confused. "I don't think I am a good artist."

He waved with his hand. "I was more thinking of you as the art piece." She looked confused and he told her to get up, something she couldn't refuse. "You know the Venus painting?"

"I ... yeah," she said.

"Great," John said and snapped with his finger. She made a surprised sound as her clothes started to turn into dust and then been blown away. She was naked and tried to cover herself, just as her head started tingling. "I think a blonde bimbo venus," he said, "will be a good piece of art for the lobby."

She opened her mouth to protest but a moment later realized how her lips had gotten thicker, making it sort of hard to speak. Her hair started to grow and became all natural. He watched how it went down to her ass. Her hips got a bit wider, her tits a bit bigger. She took a body shape every painter of the past would've lusted for.

"Duh," she mumbled as her head spun. John hadn't turned her fully stupid, at least not all the time. But a cock in her pussy and her head would switch off within a few trusts.

"Let us find a good spot for you," he said and pulled her into the lobby. With another snap he created a small fountain, with a golden shell inside. Then he helped her stand there, her hair blown in the wind, even as they were inside. "Great view," he said and took a step back to admire his creation. There was a small sign on the fountain, saying: "Please enjoy the art piece."

"I think we gonna call you Venus," John said and smacked her ass.

What next? Someone enjoys her?

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