Interrupting The Shoot

To the untrained eye, and to the security camera in the elevator, Lauren Jossa was acting very strange. She was rubbing her thighs together as if she had some fierce itch, and didn't pull out her phone at all, instead leaning back on the elevator's hand rest with her legs spread out, as if she was anticipating something. No one could tell that the beautiful fashion designer was really Jonny shapeshifted into her form. Possessing hot babes had its perks, one of which was having their form at your disposal for the rest of time. Sure, most of the time he used it to make some raw, impossible and disgusting sex acts happen, but sometimes it was just a stepping stone in a greater plan. And sometimes he morphed his cock onto some hot teenager he was possessing and dicked down her mother and/or sisters. Jonny wasn't always a patient man, but he had learned to spend some time savoring things.

After a minute or so that felt like forever, the elevator doors opened with a ding. Jonny was greeted with the beautiful sight of the open sky above the rooftop shooting studio, and a gaggle of photographers, makeup & wardrobe artists, and other help surrounding a green screen set up on the far end of the roof. As Jonny confidently approached with the clack of Lauren's heels, he saw an even more appealing sight.

Kelly Haute, now in her late twenties, certainly took well to modeling. The expert makeup artists at EyeMedia modeling miraculously shaved off some years from her face; with those striking yet cute features and bangin' body, she could easily be mistaken for a college babe. Today's shoot saw her clad in a flame-patterned leather jacket and short shorts, with a white tanktop beneath exposing her ridiculous cleavage. If she had put on any weight, it certainly went to the right places, with those creamy orbs looking absolutely irresistible right now. She was posing on a prop motorcycle for some kind of biker theme, and although the premise struck Jonny as stupid, she certainly had the body to pull it off.

"Whoa... is that-?" A cameraman saw 'Lauren' approaching, and soon all progress on the shoot halted as everyone was stunned by such an influential designer's sudden appearance. Jonny gave a few curt hellos and waves in his host's true fashion and didn't delay walking straight up to Kelly.

"Ah, Kelly Haute. Pleasure to meet you face to face." Jonny extended a pretty hand with a confident smile on Lauren's face. "Lauren Jossa."

"O-Oh, Ms. Jossa!" Kelly stammered, her tits jiggling like crazy as she dismounted the prop bike. "It's an honor to meet you!"

"Please, call me Lauren." The two shook their soft hands as all the crew watched on in stunned silence. "I'm not one for frivolities..." Jonny mostly said this as a joke to himself, remembering the lavish, expensive hotel rooms where he rawdogged Lauren and some Pakistani college-aged babe a year ago. "... so let's cut to the chase. I want to offer you an exclusive contract, Kelly. You will have my full attention. I see potential in you, and I know that together we can make YOU the next big thing."

"A-Are you serious?" Kelly said in disbelief. Jonny noticed her thighs got thicker too, even more apparent in those tight shorts. She was still on the thin side overall, though.

"Deadly serious, darling." Jonny purred.

"Well, of course I would love to, Ms. J- err, Lauren!" Kelly responded, elated. "There's just another hour or so in this shoot and then I can-"

"No, we do this now." Jonny insisted, surprising Kelly and eliciting some murmurs from the crowd behind them.

"But I have a contract that I can't br-"

"Kelly, Kelly..." Jonny firmly grabbed both of Kelly's shoulders and stared deep into her eyes, the two women at almost exactly the same height. "I can make your dreams come true. You'll have the most comfortable, lavish lifestyle you could imagine if you go down that elevator with me right now into the wardrobe and dressing rooms. I need to see your full potential to make sure I'm not mistaken about anything." He paused, enjoying seeing Kelly tremble. He tightened his grip. "I'm not mistaken, am I?"

"No, of course not!" Kelly did a poor job at appearing resolute, but Jonny was satisfied. Easier than he expected, anyways. The two beauties strode across the roof to the elevator, ditching Kelly's current biker shoot. Jonny couldn't complain about the outfit though, taking a few quick glimpses of those huge fucking udders he was once oh-so familiar with. They'd be in good hands again, either hers or his, and he'd be enjoying it, along with the rest of her model physique she worked so hard to attain and maintain.

The elevator descended with Kelly and the fake Lauren Jossa on it a few floors down into the building's women's wardrobe and fitting areas. Kelly utterly failed to sense the malicious intent behind her or even ask any question at all, just too elated at the opportunities she imagined.

Jonny would have fun breaking her.