She Stuffs!: The Singer

"What if I told you I could make you a star?"

"Me?"

"Yes..."

"Even with... All of this?"

"Even with all of that."

"I would... How are we going to keep it all a secret?"

"Now you just leave that to me, people are stupid. They'll buy anything."

Laying down on his back, Danny looks up at his brand new lover. Sitting on top of him with a big smirk on her face and her long red hair framing her beautiful smile and eyes, she looks down at over her colossal sized tits.

"Are you sure no one's going to find out?" She asks shaking them side to side. Her enormous black, lace bra rumbling as the standing peaks of mountainous breasts jiggle firmly side to side.

"Just trust me..." Danny says as he stares at that enormous bra, bigger even the giant pair of boobs contained within. "Now take it off so I can feast my eyes on the greatest treasures buried beneath..."

Giggling softly, the busty redhead reaches behind her back, emerald green eyes glittering as her perfect smile glimmers in the soft light of the moonlight through the massive windows overlooking the LA skyline. Giving her massive tits another playful jiggle, her shoulders and upper arms flex as a soft popping is the only sound echoing off the plain bedroom walls.

His eyes opening wide, Danny licks his lips as he feels himself get even stiffer while already inside of her. "Victoria, you are so sexy." He says softly as he slides his hands up her thighs to her stomach, then around to her sides as he pulls her down for a kiss. The moment their lips connect, both lover's hips start to gently rock.

.......

"I don't know how you're going to turn her into the next big thing!" Josh exclaims, tapping the top of his head with his hands. Spinning away from the board he looks towards the opposite wall wondering when his ears are going to stop bleeding.

Listening to the voice that could break glass, even Danny is struggling as he cups his ears. Looking into the sound stage, he watches as the redhead of his dreams sings along to the music. Dancing and having a good time, she's just letting it all out. Every bad note after another at the top of her voice, but when his eyes look down, all he sees is the gentle bob of her amazing rack as she twists and turns her heavenly hips, flashing peeks of that generous bubble butt. Looking her up and down and clad in only a pair of hot pants and a tank top with the words "Rock Star" emblazoned cross her chest in blue, she looks every bit "The Next Big Thing". Even if she doesn't sound like it. Motioning with his hand for Josh to turn down the speakers in the control room, Danny uncovers his ears once the ear splitting noise of Victoria disappears. "I know, okay? She can't hold a note, she's absolutely terrible! But look at that body, tell me any woman in the world who could sell more records than her?"

Glancing towards the window, Josh takes a brief glimpse and then back at his boss. "She's all tits and ass. I can list off hundreds of women with less generous assets than her who sell millions."

Sighing as he stuffs his hands into his pockets, Danny watches Victoria continue to have a blast, completely mesmerizing him with the curls of her magnificent body and the firm shaking and jiggling of her massive breasts. Taking another long look at his buxom and curvy discovery, Danny turns back to to his long time sound engineer. "Then we simply find someone who can sing and is willing to sign a contract to be the voice of Victoria Black."

Eyes opening wide as he blows his cheeks out like a chipmunk, Josh leans back in his chair, supporting his head with his hands. Exhaling, he looks at the wall with a thousand yard stare. "I don't know man... This has bad idea written all over it."

"Not if we pay them enough. Plus a non-compete agreement, not disclosure agreement as well as a gag order." Danny replies as he goes back to gazing upon his wonder woman. His eyes drifting down, he stares at her bulging crotch, the shape of her canyon like pussy and protruding mound unmistakable in the skin tight pants.

Seeing his boss constantly watching the redhead, Josh notices the telltale flick of his eyes and the subtle extension of the tip of Danny's tongue from his lips. Realizing that his boss is doing more than just trying to jump start his ailing career, he sits back up shaking his head. "What if the real singer wants to come out at some point. No amount of contracts will stop a determined woman from wanting her voice to be known to the world."

"Yeah whatever..." Danny says, rolling his eyes as he turns to face Josh again. "Then we simply find somebody with a great voice who knows they're not all that great to look at. Besides, with the way the deal will be struck no court in this entire country will ever believe that the voice of Victoria Black is not Victoria Black."

Before he can respond, Josh looks over as the sound of persistent pounding on the glass interrupts them. Looking over he watches the redhead talk like a mime with her huge boobs squished up against the glass. Momentarily mesmerized as they move and squish about, Josh quickly reaches over and turns up the speaker.

"My voice is getting tired, can I please have a break?" Victoria yells, her voice coming over the speakers like an ear splitting wail.

Covering their ears at the same time, Danny and Josh look at each other, with Danny quickly flashing a quick thumbs up which makes the busty woman step back and bounce happily up and down clapping her hands. Glancing at each other quickly as Victoria takes off her headphones, they both look back and watch her generous chest slightly bounce as she sets the cans down. Caught up in staring at her perfect bubble butt next, they both admire how the pants hug each perfectly shaped and protruding cheek as they highlight her butt crack.

"Where did you find her again?" Josh asks, tearing his gaze way from the bubbly goodness.

Pulling on the lapels of his sharp, cream colored sports coat, Danny grins as he continues to stare at his ultimate find. "Vintageunderwearbabes.com." He says then pulls out his phone. Finding the link, he turns the screen to his sound engineer and shows him the splash page with Victoria curled up sexily.

Leaning forward in his chair, he looks at the front woman, sitting with one knee curled up and her elbow resting atop it smiling broadly. Looking away from that picture perfect face with red painted lips, he then looks at her body. Clad a massive black brassiere, open bottom girdle, stockings and a garter belt, he can even see the bulge of her panty clad vagina peeking out. Immediately captivated by her tremendous curves on such a small figure, he cannot help but stare at her breasts. Completely covered in a vintage, soft cup bullet bra, Josh stares at the behemoth and instantly wonders why she isn't showing any cleavage. "I can see why you like her."

"Yeah, talk about a magnificent find. When I reached out to her and told her who I was, she was all too happy to come over and cut a demo." Danny says as he relishes their first ever encounter.

"Does she know that she sounds like a tone deaf, broken violin competing with a walrus on worst singers in America?" Josh asks, smirking.

"Oh yeah, she's very well aware. She knows her role. Now I just need to find a woman with pipes who will understand hers." Danny says as the control room door opens and in walks Victoria. Sashaying her hips with her hands on her dainty little waist, she is all smiles as the men stare at her chest. "I don't understand why you keep wanting me to sing when you know I sound like shit."

Turning towards his wonder woman, Danny pulls his hands from his pockets and holds them out. "Just so you can get used to the life, as well as know the music. Get to know the songs so that way you can dance to them. No one may ever hear your voice, but they need to believe that it is you behind that microphone."

Walking right into his embrace, Victoria moves her hands so Danny can place them on her waist. With her hands free, she reaches up and flips her hair back. Sticking out her magnificent chest, the pointed tips of her enormous tits arch towards the ceiling.

Leaning to get a better look, Josh watches those titty towers stretch towards the heavens, sticking out like a pair of bolt-ons. With her arms up tossing her hair, he can also see the edges of her big, white bra sticking out the side of her tank top. His eyes slowly sliding down, he can see the seamless flare of her hip, indicating that the redhead is not wearing any panties.

"Yeah well, as long as I extend my reach to many more fans, that's all that matters. Posing in underwear is fun, but being a rock star will be so much better." Victoria says then lets go over her hair and drops her arms to Danny's shoulders. Not even attempting to hide it, she pulls him in for a very passionate and raunchy kiss.

Not wanting to watch, Josh turns around just as Danny's hands slide to cradle that big butt.

.......

The search for "The Voice" turns out to be a long and arduous process. Voice testing nearly forty women, Josh and Danny were on the verge of giving up. Many of the potential secret singers had talent, but they did not have the sound that Danny is looking for. After voice testing the last hopeful one month after starting the search, Danny leans back in his chair as Josh turns off the music mixer. "The voice is just not right. I need to find that voice." He says, slightly rocking back and forth in his chair.

Burying his forehead into his elbow propped hands, Josh shakes it slowly. "Everything was great up until Lauren quit."

Looking over, Danny stares at his sound engineer.

Picking his head up, Josh looks eye to eye with his boss. "She was it. She had it all, the looks and the voice."

Looking away and to the ceiling again, Danny nods his head slowly. "Yeah, until some asshole paparazzi got some candid photos and blasted them all over the tabloids. It was a PR disaster!"

"Yeah, without her image, Lauren fell apart. No one wanted to listen to a girl who was fat and flat." Josh agrees.

Closing his eyes, Danny thinks back to the day he saw the destruction of the world's biggest pop star. Advertised as blonde and curvy, it was when the photographs hit the newsstands that the whole world saw Lauren for who she really was. A 34D cup in her bra only and that heavenly tight ass of hers was the result of some pretty strong shape wear. Caught through the bedroom window wearing only skimpy g-string, everyone got to see it all, except her privates. Opening his eyes as he rids himself of the memory of the fallen angel, Danny sits up and takes a turn resting his chin in his elbow propped hands. "Even if she did agree to this, there's no way anyone would buy it. Everyone knows what Lauren sounds like."

"Hmmmmm..." Josh hums, now tapping his fingers off the edge of the sound board controls. Perking up, he suddenly gets an idea and before Danny can even utter a word, he's spinning round in his chair and rushing over to the master demo tapes. Plucking one from the catalog, he goes back to the machine and inserts it in.

"What are you doing?" Danny asks as he slowly sits up and watches his engineer go to work.

"Lauren was already pitch perfect right?" Josh says as he turns on her last hit song and soon fills the control room with the beautiful melody.

"Yeah...." Danny says as he listens to the soprano belt out her greatest hit, the song that had just hit number one on the day her humiliating expose was released. "This was only 7 years ago. You can't expect people to believe that Victoria is singing these songs."

"No no no... You don't get it. You get Lauren to cut the new songs and then I just modulate her voice from a soprano down to a tenor. She can sing everything, records, even do lives as Vicki lip syncs." Josh says as he isolates Lauren's voice and then uses the machine to drop it two octaves.

Listening, Danny likes the idea, but then finds himself shaking his head. "I don't think so. It's a good thought, but Lauren sings very uniquely. Changing her voice pitch is not going to cut it. People are just going to know and the last thing we need is another scandal."

Listening, Josh slowly turns in his seat and stares his boss down. "What?" Pausing for dramatic effect as his face reveals just how he feels, enlightened at the surprisingly stupid hypocrisy of his producer, he carries on. "So, what were you thinking picking up some underwear model from the internet who can't sing? I mean, think about it. Lauren had pipes and she was fraudulent about her figure. Now you want to push a soft porn star up on stage and have her lip sync? Do you see the problem with your way of thinking?"

Blushing three shades of red, Danny can only bury his face in his hands.

Seeing the response, Josh soon figures it out. "Awww no... God damn it! You knew! And you're probably fucking her too, aren't you? For fucks sakes..." Josh exhales, throwing hi arm arm out like a whip before leaning back in his chair and looks to the ceiling exasperated.

Bolting up in his chair now and spinning quickly, Danny thrusts out his finger, the tomato red of embarrassment replaced with anger! "Victoria has no flaws! She is perfect and everything you see is 100% natural! Trust me, I know. I'll go to Lauren's house and get her on board with the project. Don't you worry, we will have the next biggest star ever!" Danny yells than storms out of the control room the door flying open, bouncing off the wall with a bang!

Literally on her way in to see how everything is going, Victoria back pedals get out of way of her boyfriend as he comes barrelling through! Looking bewildered as Danny flies by her face, nearly knocking his arm into her protruding tits, she stares blankly at his back then looks inside at Josh. Stepping into the door frame, she is quite a sight wearing a long t-shirt. and a very tall pair of heels. "What is going on? Why hasn't Danny come to bed yet?" She demands to know, bawling her fists and jamming them into her lithe waist. When she does the front of her t-shirt lifts to reveal a glimpse of her panties.

Unable to resist looking at the crotch shot, Josh's eyes open wide as he stares at the clearly exposed and hairy cleft. Looking up past her slim waist, he stares at her eye popping big tits sticking straight out. "I uh... He's gone to talk to your voice."

"My voice?" The supremely endowed redhead asks momentarily confused until the light bulb clicks on. "Oh, right, the girl who's actually going to do all the real singing while I stand on stage and dance looking all hot and sexy!" Victoria says, her anger instantly transforming to one of joy as her face lights up and she immediately turns and poses! When she does, she sticks out her left knee which allows her pale, white thighs to perfectly frame her jutting crotch as her enormous boobs tilt towards the ceiling again.

"Yep..." Josh's voice trails as he looks from those mountainous tits down to more of Victoria's exposed panties. Resembling a pair of short shorts, only the front panel is see through as solid black satin stretches from just forward of her pelvis and disappears beneath the bottom of the slightly lifted front of the T-shirt.

"You know, if Danny ever catches you staring at me like this, you'll probably be out of a job. But it also means that I bring all the sex appeal he wants, that this record is so going to need." Victoria states confidently then turns and walks out of the room, snapping her hips.

.......

Arriving at Lauren's Beverly Hills mansion, Danny steps out of the car and walks right up to the door. Hitting the doorbell, he cares not that it is past midnight. Stepping back, he looks up to see a light illuminate on the second floor. Looking away and back towards his car in the driveway, he waits for the former pop star to come downstairs and open the door.

Seven years ago she used to have an army of servants who would do such menial tasks on her behalf. Now with her entire fortune nearly squandered in bad investments and overspending, the maiden of the house has to do everything alone. Throwing on a robe as she exits her bedroom, Lauren ties it up as she comes down the stairs. The echo of her slippers ricocheting softly off of the walls, she walks up to the large double doors where her door greeter used to stand from the hours of 8:00 to 7:00. "Who the hell could be knocking on my door this late!? It better not be one of those paparazzi reporters trying to get another "exclusive" scoop on my fall from grace..." Lifting her fingers beside her head just before opening the door, Lauren has every intention of telling the asshole on the other side off. Grabbing the handle and pulling it open, she clutches the top of her silk robe and opens her mouth to scream when she suddenly goes silent upon recognizing the man who dared to bother her this late.

Not that she was asleep anyway. Even though it has been nearly a decade, Lauren has never shaken her inability to fall asleep before 3:00 a.m.. Back in the day she used to party the night away almost every night and come home slobbering drunk. Collapsing onto the floor more time than she can count, she looks at the back of the man that made her a household name and shot her to the top of the charts. Yet, whatever fondness she has for him quickly deserts her as a fresh wave of old grievances fill her heart. Danny was the man that cast her aside when the devastating photographs first went public. Instead of trying to help her explain everything away and salvage her image, he instead practically confirmed it. "Get the hell off of my doorstep before I have the cops come and do it for you." Lauren snarls, her eyes narrowing.

Turning casually around, Danny smirks at the former star as he stands there with his hands in his pockets. "Are you sure you want to do that?"

"Of course I do! You turned your back on me, left me for dead! I had it all worked out. I was going to explain away that it was an imposter who had broken into my home while I was on vacation. All you had to do is say that you were with me, but noooooo... You kept your mouth shut and when asked, you said, "no comment"." Lauren shouts, adding finger quotes, as she lets loose seven years of grievances in ten seconds on her former producer and fiancé!

Taking a deep breath as he watches Lauren open the door and step into the frame, he exhales slowly as he waits for the chubby bottomed, former Pop Princess to air it all out. "Look, I'm sorry okay? I had a reputation too you know! You're not the only one who got ruined after all of that. I made a mistake, but at the time I was hot property and I had so many artists knocking on my door asking me to produce their records. How was I supposed to know that they would all bomb and that I would lose my creative edge?"

"Sounds like a personal problem, pinky man..." Lauren hisses, her eyes dropping to Danny's crotch.

Allowing the swipe at his manhood to pass without a response, Danny is looking blue-eyed woman in the eyes. "Okay, so in a way you got your ****. When I leftt you to be eaten by the wolves, I got bitten in the ass too. Well guess what, I have a second chance. I've written some great songs and I need you to sing them. I know that you could use the work desperately because you have bills to pay."

"My finances are not a problem. I'm doing just fine!" Lauren retorts, crossing her arms over her deflated chest. Ever since her exposure on the front page of the National Enquirer, she stopped stuffing her bras.

"That's why you had an estate sale and now you are facing foreclosure? Look. You may never be where you were, but I can bail you out. If you agree to help me, I will more than make it worth your while. You'll get to hear your voice on the radio again and you will see your records topping the charts." Danny explains, taking a step closer to his former lover.

Initially listening with wide open eyes of astute disbelief, Lauren eventually looks down at her feet. "No one will pay to see me, or even listen to me anymore." She says under her breath then lifts her eyes to look directly into Danny's. "My agent even told me that had I gotten a boob job and took my diet more seriously, I would never be able to bounce back. It's because of the way I was marketed. No one will ever accept me again. I was the big fat phony who got caught and exposed..."

Looking at Lauren with sympathy and empathetic, Danny relaxes as he reaches out and places a hand on Lauren's little shoulder. "I know, we did it all wrong. You and I both. But back then, people were growing tired of the fakes strutting around the stage. They wanted someone wholesome and natural."

"I remember..." Lauren says, acknowledging her culpability which also evaporates any anger that she has left for her former producer. "So what is it that you are offering me?"

"Come over to my apartment tomorrow at 8:00 a.m. and I will show you." Danny says as a small smile creeps across his face.

.......

Sitting on the couch, Lauren looks around at a living room that is exactly as she remembers it. Looking out the big bay windows upon the skyline of Los Angeles she sighs. Seven years ago this was her life, her second home. When she looked out those windows all she saw was just a small portion of her worldly domain. Now the searing skyscrapers are filled with people shaking their heads or laughing at her. How far she has fallen. Still reminiscing and coming to grips with her reality, Lauren cautiously starts rubbing her thighs. Looking down at them covered in blue denim, they are a lot larger than she remembers them back then. Back in the day they were smaller and sexy, the pedestals of a sex icon. Also missing where the hot, round tits that used to adorn her chest. Two rounded spheres of sexual energy that used to take center stage in every portrait and poster adorning her image. Now seeing a vast valley of flatness and the unsightly bulge of her belly, Lauren fights back the urge to cry. Lifting a hand from her thigh, she swipes away a tear.

"So what's the big surprise?" Lauren hears a woman's scratchy and pitchy voice echo from the hall where she to used to walk down.

"You'll see baby, you'll see." The recognizable voice of Danny echoes, making the very fine and blonde hairs on Lauren's arms stand up.

"He must be screwing her just like he did with me." Lauren laments under her breath just as two figures walk into the room. Looking at Danny first, he is wearing a pair of slacks and a polo shirt with a sweater gently tied around his neck. Looking as good as always, she cannot help but lose her breath at the sight of her former fling in the daylight. When she moves her gaze slightly over, her eyes instantly widens as her jaw drops to the floor! Seeing the woman walking alongside him, with her hand gently gripping the crux of Danny's elbow and wearing only her intimates with a matching and nearly translucent robe hanging open, Lauren is immediately attracted to the size of the redhead's bra. "It's absolutely humongous!" She thinks as her eyes bounce subtly up and down in perfect time with the woman's breasts. Jealous beyond belief, Lauren cannot get over their sheer perfection. Blinking quite a few times, she even rubs her eyes thinking that her mind must be playing tricks on her! When she looks again, she still sees the same petite woman walking towards her in tottering high heels, still blessed with that immense and perfect chest!

Not only is the redhead busty beyond belief, but she's curvy too! Figuring that the oversized bra and open bottom girdle is just her way of making Danny happy, she can clearly see the swell of the woman's hips as they sway side to side with every perfectly placed step. Remembering when she used to do the same, Lauren hesitates to stand up from the couch as the new couple stop a few feet away with the redhead looking at her with a raised eyebrow.

"THIS it's going to be my voice?" She says looking the clearly bottom heavy blonde up and down. "No way am I having this fat fraud sing for me!" She declares as she pushes her robe back and places her hands on her waist, a signature posture for the top heavy diva, twisting to look up at her lover.

"Victoria, baby..." Danny starts as he turns towards her and reaches out, sliding his hands along her girdled sides.

Slowly rising, Lauren is all too aware of her thunderous thighs stretching the denim of her jeans to the breaking point. Not only that, but at the severe lack of development filling out her last silk top. Looking from Victoria's jutting bazoombas and down, her eyes open wide again at the site of the curvy redhead's bottom. Big and round, it is deceptively bubbly, but tight. Seeing no strain or bulges on the girdle, Lauren is convinced beyond a shadow of a doubt that this is all for playtime. Standing up and holding her hands in front of her, Lauren was thinking about introducing herself properly, but keeps her lips clamped shut. "Miss Titty Towers" already seems to know who she is.

"No! Everybody's going to recognize her voice! This' going to blow up in our faces before we even get started!!" Victoria yells, sliding a hand from her tapered waist and extending a finger where she starts pushing it repeatedly into Danny's chest.

Taking the hand within his after the fifth or sixth poke, Danny wraps his fingers around Victoria's little fist, using his thumb to curl her erect finger. "Please take a seat, you haven't even heard me out yet. Can you at least do that, listen to my proposal?"

Watching Victoria's tension subside, Lauren is about to sit back down when she notices the woman turn, stare right at her and then walk to the very place on the couch where Lauren intends to plant her butt. Sitting and scooting over as the bombastic beauty queen walks with her nose held aloft and big tits pushed right out and bouncing firmly right at her, Lauren cannot help but think that this woman has a severe chip on her shoulder.

And deservedly so.

Sitting down in the easy chair, Danny messes with the arms of his tie off sweater then takes a deep breath before beginning.

Sitting down too Victoria maintains her perfect posture, keeping her big chest pushed right out.

Glancing over, Lauren is still astounded by the largess of Vicki's breasts, noting how her amazing boobs completely fills the cups of her huge, vintage bra.

"Shall we begin?" Danny starts, and upon hearing no objections, he continues. "I brought the two of you together because both of you need each other and I need you both. The label is breathing down my neck to produce a new album. What I need is a superstar, someone with looks and the voice to be the next biggest act, or I'm toast." Danny says and then looks over at Victoria first. "You have a body that can sell records simply by slapping your picture on the front of the cover. Unfortunately you sound like a broken saxophone that is also badly in need of a tuning. Looks are not going to be enough and you know this. That's why you're here. You are going to be the front that the audience sees." Danny says and then looks to Lauren. "And I need you to be her voice. I need you to bring this heavenly figure to life behind the microphone. You have the most enchanting sound anyone has ever heard in a very long time. I know that if I simply ask you to sing for Victoria, everyone will know that she is fake." Now talking to them both, Danny finishes his proposal. "We all know what happened when Lauren was exposed. I messed up, I but there is nobody out there who has the looks and the voice that I desire. That's why I have brought the two of you together. In order to get around the issue of Vicki opening her mouth and having Lauren's voice come out, Josh is going to take Lauren's soprano and modulate her down to a tenor. The only thing I need you to do Lauren is enunciate differently. I need you to learn how to sing with a different accent. Can you do that?"

Sitting back, Lauren taps her chin and then looks straight at Danny. "And what do I get out of this? I won't do this for anything less than 50/50. That includes all endorsement deals, cover shots, you name it. The only reason she is going to be famous is because of me. The only reason you're going to rekindle your crappy career is because of me."

Listening, Danny swallows hard. He knows that Lauren has them over a barrel and when he looks over at Victoria, even though she won't admit it, he knows that she knows it too. "Victoria... Hunny?"

Sitting on her side of the couch, snuggled up against the arm and as far away from the fat ass as possible, Victoria thinks. Crossing her arms beneath her bulbous tits, she squeezes them gently together. "And without me, none of this works either. 65/35 or I'll go back to my very successful vintage underwear modeling career."

"60/40." Lauren says flatly.

"Deal." Victoria agrees nodding her head, but refusing to look over at the portly, former pop star.

Clasping his hands together with an echoing clap, Danny is smiling from ear to ear as he looks from one woman to the other. Looking down, he cannot help but notice the disparity between Victoria's huge boobs and Lauren's flat chest.

.......

With the agreement in place, all that needed to be done was make it official. Drawing up the paperwork, Danny was very careful not to expose the duality of it all. When writing up the contracts, he made sure that he took his normal fee of 15%. That also applied to any endorsements, or outside contracts as he was now promoting himself to the role of "manager". What was left after the 15% was to be split. For Lauren, he hid her 40% cut under the title of voice coach and promoter. In a way, Lauren was sort of doing that. The title of voice coach was almost a given while the title of promoter was sort of accurate due to the fact that it would be her modulated voice that would be promoting the album over the radio waves.

On the day of the contract signing for the album and the agreement between parties of the production and managerial team, Victoria looked exquisite in her sleeveless dress while Lauren looked rather plain in a pair of jeans, a button up blouse and a sports jacket. After signing their names on the contract, the ink barely had time to dry when the girls were shuttled back to the apartment for the beginning of their first recording session. Standing in the control room with Danny and Josh, Victoria is standing behind the seated men with her arms crossed under her impressive bust. Having changed out of her dress, she looks incredibly hot wearing a pair of denim shorts and a tube top.

Standing in the studio, and still wearing the same outfit, Lauren peels off her jacket, cringing when Victoria giggles as she pushes out her meager chest. Looking down at the two little tits pushing into the fabric, she blushes and quickly pulls out her arms in order to end the humiliating show. Back in the day, she was proud to show off the expanse of her infamous 34D's. They were all padding of course, but only her and Danny knew about it. Also, no one knew that she had a fat ass, thick thighs or a belly bulge either. Another secret that only her and her producer knew about...

Stepping behind the microphone as she slowly lowers the cans over her ears, Lauren looks out through the glass to Danny and Josh. Seeing them smile and flip their thumbs up together, she takes one last look at Victoria who is squirming as she lifts up on her bust. "Oh... The perils of big boobs..." Lauren chuckles to herself as the only hint of amusement is the slight crack of a grin.

"Are you ready hot stuff?" Josh asks, his voice crackling through the earmuffs.

"Yes." Lauren says, smiling at a nickname she has not heard in a very long time.

Unlike Danny, Josh always loved Lauren's ability to sing more than the excruciatingly tight outfits.

"Hot stuff... Please!" Victoria mutters under her breath as she rolls her eyes all the way around, sticking out her sexy hip.

Ignoring the comment, Josh turns on the first tape as Danny looks back and gives his newest squeeze a wink.

Taking a breath, Lauren starts singing the lyrics and hits every note perfectly! Even with a new accent and enunciation! In the control room Danny and Josh give each other high-fives as Lauren's new voice echoes throughout the room sounding just as amazing as ever. Even at a couple of octaves lower, she still has it and the best part is that she doesn't sound anything like she used to! Listening along, even Victoria cannot help but smile, but all she can think about is the dollar signs about to pour in.

After a couple of takes on the first song, Danny looks over at Josh and gives him a nod. Receiving one in return, he then spins around in his chair and looks his buxom new pop princess up and down. "Now that we have the sound we're looking for, now it's time to put a face to the album." He says as he slowly looks down from Victoria's smirking face, to the massive jugs sticking out from her chest and finally to the big camel toe bulging into the crotch of her shorts.

"I think I look pretty hot already, so where do we go to meet the photographer?" Victoria says as she lowers her arms from cradling her tits so she can place them on her waist. Arching her back, she pushes her mighty leviathans out imperiously and then looks down over her jutting swells.

Standing up and walking up to her, Danny slides his arm around her lower back. "You do look pretty hot, the hottest woman in the world. But for this to really sell we're going to need to do a little bit better." He says as his gaze drifts down to those very covered up peaks blowing out Victoria's top.

Watching as Danny reaches with his finger extended and hooks it into the top of her tube top then pulls it open, she looks down at the giant bra completely covering up her boobs. Feeling the fabric snap against her chest when he releases it, she looks up then over at him and nods. "Okay."

Walking out together, Victoria and Danny completely leave the apartment.

"Where are we going?" She asks as they step out of the elevator and into the underground parking garage.

"A friend who I think you'll like very much." Danny responds as he reaches down and gives that bubble butt a healthy squeeze.

Hooking her fingers into the belt loops, Victoria wiggles her jean shorts back up. "She's not going to have a big mouth and spill the beans is she?"

"No, no, no... She is very trustworthy, and besides. We can sue her into the ground if she were to part those lips of hers and even utter a squeak." Danny reassures as he stops, turns Victoria towards him and then plants a long and passionate kiss on her heavily painted lips. Tongues swirling, he cannot help himself as he reaches up and starts groping one of her enormous, perky and firm boobs.

The moment the kiss is over, Victoria leans back as she tugs up on her tube top and bra. "If this all works out, you're so getting laid."

Grinning as he lowers his hand and gently starts rubbing Victoria's bulging pussy back and forth, Danny lowers his voice to a whisper. "Be prepared to get stuffed tonight."

"OoOOooOo..." Victoria croons, tracing her finger down Danny's chest then grabbing her big tits and giving them a healthy squeeze and push up.

.......

Driving across town in a car that in one month will be repoed unless Danny catches up on the lease payments, they arrive at Jess's Makeup and Magic Art Studio. Parking in the back, Danny leads Victoria to the back door where they walk into the most modern and up-to-date makeup and cosmetics studio in all of Hollywood. Waiting in the center of the expanse is Jess, flanked on either side by two assistants. Dressed in a polo shirt and a pair of jeans with her tools of the trade latched to her hips and belted around her waist, she is a well-built blonde with her hair tied back in a ponytail.

Coming to a stop a few feet away, Danny steps forward and throws out his arms. "Jess! How are you?" Danny says boisterously and with much gusto.

The serious look on Jess' face instantly cracks into a warm smile when she walks up to Danny and gives him a warm hug. "Hey, glad to see you're back in the business. Who have you brought to me this time?" She asks then looks over at Victoria, eyeballing her up and down.

Breaking off the hug, Danny steps back and gestures to the redhead who is standing there posed with a hand on her hip and her foot stuck out. "This here is the next superstar of the music world. Jess, may I introduce to you Victoria Black."

"Pleased to meet you." Jess says as she steps up to Victoria extending her hand.

Grasping it gently, Victoria gives it a courtesy shake then retreats her hand and places it back on her waist. "So, you're the one who's going to transform me into the ultimate superstar?"

"Yes, me and my assistants." Jess replies and then gestures back to the two young ladies who are practically ogling the redhead.

"And none of you are going to whisper about anything you may find out me behind my back?" Victoria asks next, her eyes narrowing.

"Discretion is always the most important attribute of anybody I hire. I can always teach skill." Jess says matter of fact. Clasping her hands as she takes a step back, she looks at Victoria and Danny excitedly. "Well, let's begin. Will you be waiting or will you be coming back later?" She asks looking to Danny.

"Nope. My schedule is clear so if you don't mind I'll go wait over here." Danny says hooking his thumb towards the couch along the wall.

When Danny turns and starts walking to it, Jess refocuses her attention on the curvaceous redhead in front of her. "Come on, we have a lot to do and I like to start with a fresh palette." She says looking Victoria carefully up and down.

"Excuse me?" Victoria asks accusingly, not quite understanding.

"You're going to follow me to that big curtained off area and strip." Jess says authoritatively, which makes the busty supreme rear back in revolt!

Staring the slightly shorter woman down, Victoria realizes that Jess is being serious. Letting loose a loud sigh and her shoulders slumping, she lets go of her sexy pose. "Fine..." The diva relents and starts heading towards the curtain, only to stop and hold up her finger. "Discreet."

"Is our middle name." Jess confirms and then excitedly follows the hips swinging, petite and top heavy sex pot all the way behind the curtain with her two assistants hot on her heels.

Moments after they all step behind the curtain, a loud shriek echoes as fits of giggles erupt!

"Wow! That's erm... Certainly impressive!" Jess exclaims.

"You're telling me!?" The first assistant squeaks, the giggles unmistakable.

"I've never seen such... A figure before!" The second assistant howls, momentarily stepping out from behind the curtain doubled over in laughter! Recomposing herself quickly, she steps back behind the curtain as the whimperings and whines of Victoria are ever present!

"Just stahhhp iiiiit! You're not supposed to be laughing!" Victoria cries, nearly sobbing!

"We... We won't, right ladies? This is just another customer." Jess says, her voice returning to normal at the very end of her sentence.

"I'll say..." The first assistant says still amused.

"SHHHHUUUUUT UUUUUUPPPP!" Victoria screams as the second assistant appears from behind the curtain.

Walking across the studio, she stops at a big rolling cart filled with various beauty aids. Grabbing the handle, she then turns it around and pushes it back to behind the curtain. Not long after the first assistant appears, a second walks over to a row of wheeled clothing racks chained together and pulls them back behind her. Sitting on the couch doodling away on his phone, Danny looks up and watches the procession disappear behind the curtain.

"Okay Vicki, what do you want to wear first?" Jess asks, her voice carrying easily.

"Ummmm... The shelf cut. I think it'll give my *BIG* boobs the most pop!" She shouts rather loudly, as if she needs to prove it for some reason.

"Mmmmhmmm. Yes, I agree, this top will certainly give your *BIG* girls all the pop they need. Now hold out your arms while we get them ready." Jess instructs.

Setting his phone down in his lap, Danny looks up and watches the shadows through the curtained dividers as Victoria's arms stick out and the three specialists get to work.

"Ewwwww! It's sticky and cold!" Victoria suddenly wails as her shadow recoils, her arms disappearing just before the divider falls! Turning around and freezing, she looks at Danny who is staring right at her with a shocked look on his face! "EEEEEEEEEEK! DON'T LOOK AT ME, I'M NOT READY!!!!" The naked as the day she was born diva shrills in an ear splitting shriek as she crosses her legs and hugs her chest, one of her enormous boobs bubbling high up her chest!

Looking his future star up and down, Danny is nearly salivating. Only seeing her naked in the darkness of his bedroom at night, it is even more erotic to stare at his newest fling with the bright lights fully illuminating her! Thankfully everyone is too far away to see the rigid boner in his pants. "Wow..." Danny mutters as his hand slowly slides towards his crotch.

"Oh shit!"

"Crap!"

The assistants yelp as they hurry to pick up the screen and restore the voluptuous Victoria's privacy! With it back up, the state of panic eventually dissipates and the work can finally begin.

Four hours eventually pass before the ultimate eye candy is finally ready to be presented. The screen going where ever Victoria and the team go, Danny watches it move from the fitting area, to the make up station, and finally to wardrobe. Having fallen asleep out of boredom numerous times throughout, when he awakens to finally see the screen moving towards him, he feels himself fill with renewed energy and vigor! Sitting up straight he straightens his sweater and runs his fingers through his hair, eager and excited to see the final result!

Stepping out from behind the screen, Jess holds out her hands as both assistants appear on either side and grasp it tightly. "Are you ready Mr. Charming?"

Nodding his head, Danny sits on the edge of his seat as the smiling assistants lift the screen and pull it apart. With her hands on her waist and body twisted and posed just right to show off all of her delicious curves clad in only a cropped push up top, mini skirt and pantyhose is Victoria! With her tremendous breasts pushed right up, they are nearly spilling out of her sexy grey and sparkling top as the epic mounds of cleavage stop right at her armpits. From there her tummy is completely exposed looking flat, save for a small tuft of stubborn belly fat just above the waist along with her soft looking sides and slight love handles. Another big improvement is her legs. No longer looking skinny and pale, they are perfectly shaped, flaring out just above the knee and finishing into the perfect curve of her hips that complements her already outstanding backside.

Unable to utter a coherent sentence, all Danny can do is say, "Wow..."

"May I introduce the *next* biggest name in music?" Jess starts as Victoria slowly spins around and bends over. When she does, her mini rides up revealing her big and glorious ass, along with the long, fat and hairy crevice of her near naked pussy. Resting her hands on her knees, she turns to show off her huge boobs on the verge of falling out of her top again.

"They can kiss my ass now..." Victoria says as a triumphant smile spreads across her face.

"Do you approve Mr. Charming?" Jess asks as she stands up and makes room for the world's next brand new eye candy sensation to take center stage.

Watching as Victoria stands up slowly dragging her hands up her legs as she turns and flaunts her assets with a knowing smile, Danny nods his head furiously up and down! "Oh yeah!"

.......

With everything going to plan, Danny takes the first couple of demo tapes over to the studio. With Victoria dressed in only a push-up top and leggings, she is showing an enormous amount of cleavage as well as every curve and crevice of her outstanding, if on the verge of pornographic, figure. He may have found his next big act, but he needs to sell it to the studio president and executive producer.

Climbing out of the passenger seat, Victoria looks around as she adjusts her top, her giant boobs pushed halfway up her chest again and then pulls up on her leggings, swishing her legs. "Mmmmmmm..." The penultimate sexpot hums. "I love feeling so sexy." She says as she slides her hands down her exposed stomach and presses her fingertips into her pelvis, right above her bulging pussy.

Climbing out of the driver's side and shutting the door, Danny quickly comes around and catches Victoria on the verge of touching herself. "Jeez baby, not now!" He says in a hushed voice as he looks around hoping that nobody is out on the sidewalk. Looking back at the voluptuous redhead, he watches as his top heavy and big bottomed, future Superstar is literally getting all worked up by rubbing her inner thighs along her protruding crotch. "Vicki please..."

"But it's so big and hairy and feels so good... Mmmmm...." Victoria groans as she pushes her fingers into the front of her pants where just behind it is the thick jungle of her thick and broad bush.

Getting worried as he watches her body start to contort, her back arching as her breasts threaten to pop out of her slinky little top, Danny has to grab her wrist and literally pull it away! "Please! Later! Okay? Just until after the demo and when we get home I will stuff you until your heart's content."

"Promise?" Victoria coos, turning towards Danny and latching her hand around his member. Feeling it stiffen in the palm of her hand, she gives it a squeeze as she arches her boobs right up into his face.

"Y-y-y-yes... Okay?" The former hotshot producer and manager groans wanting so badly to feel her beneath him.

"Okay..." Victoria purrs as she releases her grip on Danny's dick and takes a step back to compose herself.

Watching Victoria take long and deep breaths, her chest rises and falls as her hands flutter and her fingers wiggle. He also watches as she shimmies her hips back and forth making that eye popping big pussy wiggle sexily before him. "Are you... Ready? What you do up on that stage in front of these men will either make or break your shot."

Taking one more big breath and exhaling hard, Victoria opens her eyes and nods. "Okay, I'm ready."

"Good." Danny says and then pulls his cell phone out of his pocket.

Parked around the other side of Capitol Records is Josh and Lauren. Riding over in his Buick, it was agreed that it would be less conspicuous than Lauren's Bentley. Sitting behind the driver's seat, Josh is strumming his fingers on the wheel as Lauren sits in the passenger seat staring out the window utterly bored. The moment his phone rings, he picks it up and places it to his ear as he swipes to answer it. "Hey Danny."

"Hey, you two ready?" He asks.

"Yep, I have the laptop, Lauren has her microphone and I have the keys to the back door. We will meet you inside. Text me where the audition is going to be so we can get there ASAP and be ready." Josh says and then hangs up.

Looking over Lauren's face lights up. "Can we go in noooooowwwwww?!?!" She says, her old prim-a-donna demeanor rising to the surface.

Looking over at the sweet sounding blonde, Josh is momentarily taken aback by her appearance. The last time he heard her talk like that she was still the buxom and perfectly curved diva of old. "Let's go!"

Making their way in the back as Danny and Victoria make a much grander and elaborate entrance through the front, Lauren and Josh go to the 10th floor via the emergency stairwell. Meanwhile out front, Danny and Victoria use the elevator to go to the executive suites on the top floor where they are warmly greeted by the president of the record label.

After exchanging pleasantries and shaking hands, the president is more than impressed with Danny's new find. "Well, well, well... I have to say you certainly have a knack for finding beautiful women." The president says, unable to tear his gaze away from Victoria's curvy body.

"This one's not a bra padding and Spanx wearing fake is she?" Peter, the executive producer laughs. Sitting cozily in a chair opposite of the president's elaborate mahogany desk, he is the man who will be overall in charge if the president gives the okay.

Looking at Peter as Victoria steps forward and poses, Danny hooks a thumb at the voluptuous redhead. "Do these look padded to you?" He asks, pointing right at Victoria's huge balloons.

"No... But please tell me she's not a fat girl trying to look thin." Peter remarks as he drops his eyes from Victoria's top to her seamless leggings.

Holding up her hand just as Danny is about to open his mouth, Victoria decides to take this one. "Well, if I was wearing shaping underwear, you would definitely see the lines in these pants. In fact I'm not even wearing any panties. Would you like to see?"

Practically falling out of his chair, Peter's face blows up as his cheeks puff out and his face reddens! "Oh no, no, no... I don't think you need to prove it." He says while leering at Victoria's swollen hips, vagina and huge pushed up tits.

"So you got a looker, can she sing?" The president asks, seemingly more concerned with Victoria's vocal abilities then her ability to strip naked for Playboy.

"Sure! When you hear her, your jaws are going to drop just as fast as your dicks getting hard." Danny gloats and then gestures towards the doors.

"All right, let's go to the sound stage." The President says as he starts walking towards the door as Peter and the rest of the various executives and assistants push themselves off the wall.

Spinning on her tall high heels, Victoria is every bit confident as Danny subtly pulls out his phone and hangs back. "Taking her to the 14th floor." He types then quickly pockets his phone and walks up to Victoria, sliding his arm around her exposed sides. Giving her soft skin a pinch, he is careful not to do it too much. Relaxing the moment all of the suits have their backs facing her, her little tummy tuft distends into a full-blown little ball of fat! Taking a deep breath, she sucks it back in and then walks, her pointed heels clicking loudly the moment she walks out into the tiled hallway.

"Ummm, before we go down, can I go pee?" Victoria asks just as they reach the elevators.

Turning around, everyone is slightly appalled at her lack of decency.

"She uh, had a bit too much water on the way over." Danny explains away as Victoria shuffles off to the bathroom, her hands pushing in on her tummy. "You know, first time jitters?"

"She's not going to throw up in front of an audience is she?" The president asks with a hint of rising concern echoing in his voice.

"No, no, not ever going to be a problem. She... Drinks a lot of water to cleanse her body. Maybe a little out of nerves, but she sure loves her H2O!" Danny says lightening the mood. Smiling as everybody starts laughing, he looks over just as the redhead's big bottom disappears into the women's restroom.

At the private stage the only thing on it is a microphone and a speaker setup along with a tape deck. Void of any crew backstage, Lauren and Josh wait far over and out of sight on stage right. Having set up his laptop and reconfigured the microphone setup so that Lauren's will be the one that everybody hears while Victoria's is completely dead, he hopes that the days spent rehearsing in the apartment will pay off. "I hope she doesn't blow it." Josh mutters under his breath as he puts the final touches in place and boots up his laptop. Turning on the sound mixing program, he does a computerized test to make sure that everything set up properly.

"With the amount of practicing we did where I had to sit there and stare at those big ass boobs of her spilling out of her tops, I think she is ready. More than ready. Abundantly ready!" Lauren says as images of Victoria bouncing around and shaking her ass in front of a microphone stand replays in her head.

"Yeah, she was doing very well. Now it's your turn. It's your time to bring that beautiful voice back to where it belongs." Josh says, the corner of his lip curling into a half smile.

"Only no one will know it's me..." Lauren replies softly, starting to regret the contract she had signed.

"You know why. You said it yourself." Josh says, reminding the former pop star.

"I know... I just wish people could accept me for who I really am instead of clamoring for an image that is not even real." Lauren says just as the screening room doors open and in files all of the suits that she used to impress and make millions for not so long ago. Gripping the microphone, Lauren takes a deep breath and exhales to relax the butterflies circulating in her stomach.

"You good?"

"Yeah..." Lauren says, waving her hand under her chin as she wiggles in her now too tight jeans, still missing the expanse of her chest.

Glancing at the blonde's utterly flat chest, he knows that she has something, but it's not what the executives want. The only time flat girls make it is when they are skinny as twigs (Avril Lavigne) and even then they are hit or miss. What this industry wants is a certified hottie. A woman who can raise the stakes on what it takes to be sexy in the business. Looking out to the stage just as the scantily clad Victoria walks up the steps, he sees the ultimate epiphany of sex striding confidently to the center.

Her huge, pushed up tits hardly bouncing, the only movement they make is when she subtly sways her shoulder side to side as she swings her hips exuberantly. Stopping and pivoting on her heels, Victoria glances down at the microphone. Taking a breath, she does not even look to the left as she continues to look straight ahead and at the faces of the seated executives and assistants.

Flicking on Victoria's microphone with a swipe of the touchpad, Josh holds up his thumb where Victoria has practiced utilizing her peripheral vision. Tapping her left finger on her hip twice, she indicates that she understands.

"Are you ready to blow us away beautiful?" Danny asks as he walks up the stage steps and inserts the mix tape into the player. Grabbing the remote control he turns and walks back down and takes a seat right next to Peter.

"Like I'm not already..." Victoria says coyly as she pushes out her magnificent, albeit oversized, chest. With her tits nearly three quarters of the way hanging out, she smiles broadly as she shows off her magnificent figure. Taking a deep breath, her bubbling tits rise and then fall. Serving as a subtle focus point, the beauty mark's just inches away from being swallowed up by her bubbling and long cleavage.

Perfect.

"Take it away." Danny says extra loud, the members of the audience taking it as nothing more than boisterous pride. Pushing play on the remote control, he sits back with a confident smile even though his heart is nearly pounding out of his chest. "Will she be able to pull it off? Will they figure it out? Oh god I hope not..."

Bringing the microphone to her mouth as Josh turns off Victoria's and enables hers, Lauren gets ready to sing.

Standing out on the stage, Victoria starts dancing subtly to the beat, swishing her hips as she taps her foot. When it is time to sing she opens her mouth and the most melodic tune completely enraptures the room...

"Of all the things about you,"

"I cant seem to get through,"

"To your wounded soul."

"I never could imagine,"

"Just what it was that happened,"

"That made you so cold."

"Carrying that load,"

"Ready to explode,"

"You lash out at me!"

"I'm gonna set you free,"

"Lying here beside you,"

"Knowing what you've gone through,"

"**** measures call for **** means."

"Every waking hour, every wilted flower..."

"**** measures call for **** dreams."

Dancing up on the stage with every ounce and every sexual and sensual fiber of her being, Victoria's body perfectly reflects the serenity of the song as the most beautiful voice anyone in that room has ever heard fills their ears. Gripping the air and squeezing it tight as she pulls her fist down by her side, her body arches to show off the meaning of those words perfectly. Victoria then turns and throws out her arms as she sticks out her chest, spreading her feet shoulder width apart. When she does, the seams of her leggings visibly strain as they struggle to keep the bodacious woman's heavenly curves covered up. Arching her back as she tilts her head seemingly belting out the notes, the entire room watches as her tremendously pushed up chest inches higher and higher, subtly rising from the skimpy cups of her mid-drift baring top.

Completely enraptured with the sight before them and the power of Victoria's surprisingly strong voice, everyone is all smiles and bobbing to the beat. When they look at one another excitedly, they all see the same thing, the next biggest star right before their eyes.

Top heavy...

Thin...

Curvy...

With pipes.

In their eyes, Victoria Black is the ultimate package.

Standing up on stage and swaying her hips back and forth, Victoria is adding the presence of her overwhelming sex to her already over the top sex appeal. Watching everyone sweat, he can also see their excitement! There is no missing the subtle covering of erections and the embarrassed blushes of hardening nipples. Danny knows he has a surefire winner!

Still hiding very much out of sight on stage right, Lauren is singing her heart out. The song is hitting her particularly hard as it perfectly encompasses everything that she has been through and is currently right now. With tears streaming down her cheeks, she's lost in the emotions of it all. Looking from the superbly endowed women on the stage faking it into the real voice filled with so much gut-wrenching emotion, Josh can only shake his head at the absurdity of it all. Looking back over at the big breasted redhead pretending to be the next big thing, he looks down to see his finger sliding along the touch pad, and then to the cursor that is now hovering over Lauren's microphone button. Stopping himself from turning it all off, he slowly removes his hand and let's the show go on.

.......

After the demo, the executives are so blown away that they immediately give their approval for a full-blown production!

Standing beside his newfound star with the utmost pride, Danny gratuitously shakes everybody's hand as Victoria fidgets with her top and then pulls up on her pants. When she is done she joins in on the celebration.

"I told you I have what it takes to be a superstar." Victoria gloats as she puffs out her enormous boobs and poses to show off the rest of her perfect body.

"Yes, yes you do!" The president exclaims as he greedily and excitedly looks the hot woman up and down.

Sweating profusely, the dew sparkling from Victoria's skin and face is not present on her breasts.

Turning his attention to Danny while keeping an eye on that amazing and pitching up and down rack. "I want it all. Music videos, live shows, what you have here is a bonafide hit! If you thought Lauren was big, Victoria is going to be even bigger!" He says excitedly!

Unable to resist, Victoria rolls her shoulders back and just as she starts to push even more, she immediately slaps her hand to the tops of her boobs and takes a quick step backwards. When she does, everyone instantly focuses their attention on her as she stands there clutching herself with a nervous look on her face! "I... Uh... I'm about to have a massive wardrobe malfunction!"

"Well, I think the last thing anybody wants is that! Go fix yourself up while I talk to Danny here about your future." The President says warmly.

As Victoria turns and scampers off, the president wraps his arm around Danny's shoulder and hugs him tight. "Do you think she would be up for a nude spread?"

Pulling on the collar of his shirt and tie, Danny smiles unsure of himself even as he nods vicariously. "No... Not a problem! Why would that be a problem?"

"Just what I wanted to hear! Now I have some contacts with some great photographers and filmographers. I want you and Victoria getting right to work Monday morning on turning that amazing song she just sang into the next number one hit. Not just here, but everywhere!" The President says excitedly as assistants and other executives know exactly what they need to do. Turning and leaving the auditorium, they all hurry back to their offices so they can get everything together on such short notice.

Still hiding, Lauren is listening to all of this alongside Josh. "That should be me." She whispers.

Nodding subtly himself, Josh packs everything up and then motions for her to follow him. Doing so, Lauren cannot help but shed a tear or two and even though she swipes them away with her fingers, it does not stop her eyes from continuing to water.

.......

Arriving back at the apartment, Danny, Josh, Victoria and Lauren celebrate! Busting out the bubbly and quickly clinking glasses, the four comrades celebrate pulling off the greatest slip trick ever in front of a live audience. Wiping his mouth, Danny looks at Lauren with a newfound respect as Victoria stands there in her little show outfit practically busting out of it! Watching her take a drink, his eyes lazily slide down and watch as those pneumatic Popeye's stretch out and out.

Downing her glass in one drink, Victoria lowers it from her mouth and holds it out. "Refill please!"

"Hahaha! Okay!" Danny laughs as he picks up the champagne from the coffee table and refills her glass. Setting it down as she takes another sip, he stands back up and then looks at everyone one at a time in the eye. "I just want to say that I am so thankful for all of you. Josh, for doing an excellent job with the music and the microphones, Lauren for you your effortless talents, and finally to you Victoria. Without you none of this would have ever been possible. Cheers."

"Cheers!" Everyone sings and then takes a drink.

As Danny sips, he cannot help but continuously look his new front woman up and down, his member stirring as he anxiously awaits the word.

For Victoria, she is lost in her own dreams. Imagining piles of money and lots of new potential lovers as she sits atop a mattress slithering with all kinds of men lick **** off of her stomach. The most important thing of course is the numerous magazine covers she will be gracing very shortly.

For Josh, the moment is serene. Proud of his ability to execute a flawless swap, he still feels guilty for the fact that the woman who everyone is so captivated with is a woman who can't sing if her life depended on it. The real woman of the hour is Lauren and everyone in the room knows it, even if everyone else out there only sees the beautiful package.

For Lauren, it's the same mixture of emotions, only leaning a little more on the side of regret. Had she just kept her curtains closed that night, like she usually did, her secret would have never come out. She was always meticulous about it to the point of obsession. She knew how important image was in this industry and still cannot believe that she could have been so careless. However she cannot help but be happy that her voice is still regarded as the best in the world, even if there was a little bit of sound mixing involved. Still however, she could not rid herself of the guilt. Finishing off her glass, she sets it down and then turns and heads for the door.

"Where are you going?" Josh asks, catching Lauren's departure out of the corner of his eye.

"Home. My part in this is over until the live shows are booked. All of the master tapes have been recorded, so what's the point of sticking around here?" Lauren says, spinning around and shrugging her shoulders.

Taking notice, Danny feels slightly guilty for having spent an inordinate amount of time leering at Vicki. "Lauren, please stay. You're just as much a part of this as any one of us!"

Victoria simply turns her back as she focuses her sole attention on Danny. "Let her go. If she doesn't want to stay, she doesn't want to stay." She says as she places her hand on Danny's shoulder and steps into him.

Her eyes scanning the room, only Josh is alone and the closest of the three. Danny is looking to, but with the ultimate sex doll gently rubbing her breast up and down his arm while tracing her finger across his chest, she knows that he's going to be preoccupied really soon. When she looks at Vicki, all she sees is the perfect woman. Huge tits and the perfect ass with a fat pussy that is obviously hungry for sex. "No... Really it's fine." Lauren responds, backpedaling slowly towards the door. Turning around, she grabs the handle, pulls it open and then steps through it.

Watching the door close, only Josh is saddened by Lauren's departure. Danny and Vicki are already starting to kiss and her hand is migrating down to his already bulging manhood.

"Come on baby, let's go to the bedroom where you can watch me put on something more comfortable." Victoria teases, swaying and turning slightly as she squeezes and tugs on Danny's member.

Looking from Victoria's pretty face and down to her enormous jugs, there's no way he can say no. Those penultimate orbs of female empowerment rising up and down in all of their pushed up and overflowing glory are just beckoning to be released. "Okay!"

Watching the two lovers turn and head towards the bedroom, Josh cannot help but stare at Vicki's fat bottom as it snaps solidly side to side. Both cheeks are moving as one as they swirl without even so much as a jiggle. The moment the couple disappears down the hall, Josh is left to celebrate alone. Finishing his glass, he refills it and guzzles it down just as he hears the giggles coming from Danny's bedroom. Deciding that now is as good a time to leave too, he picks up his coat, scarf and car keys and heads for the door.

.......

After the celebration, the weekend would be their last calm before the storm. Spending it together, Danny and Victoria nearly blow the entire advance on catching up on their bills and then splurging on shopping trips, dinners and anything else they felt like doing! They even bought Victoria a brand new Mercedes.

"Now remember, you have to be at the studio at 8:00 a.m. Jess is coming over much earlier than that to help you get ready." Danny says as he watches Victoria work out in the living room, doing everything she can to get rid of that stubborn belly and side fat.

Working out in the nude, she is standing in the middle of the living room bending, twisting and stretching along to the workout videos that they hastily picked up from a local department store.

"Ugh... Do you know how long I have been doing this?" Victoria whines as she bends right over at the waist with her feet spread apart.

Sitting on the couch and drinking a beer, Danny is too consumed with staring at Victoria's butt. Watching her cheeks spread as her pussy pops in and out of view, all he can think about is taking her from behind. "What?"

"Are you even listening to me?" Victoria stands up and turns around, placing her hands on her sides. Sticking out her chest, she looks down at her boyfriend who is salivating at seeing her in just her birthday suit.

"Yeah... Of course..." He says too busy looking her up and down, pausing on her punch it hangs out freely.

"Then you should know how much I hate this belly!" Victoria says as she pinches it in her hands and shakes it.

"I think it's kind of cute." Danny says, his pupils bobbing.

"Yeah well, the only reason I put up with it for so long is because the rest of me is so freaking hot. I mean, have you ever seen boobs this big?" Victoria says, her face twisting to a grin as she slides her hands up and cups her chest. Pinching her nipples, she starts jiggling her mounds.

Now looking directly at them, Danny watches her and gets a boner. "Or how about that big and juicy ass? Do you know how much money we could probably make on a Playboy spread?"

Smiling, Victoria releases her nipples and then turns around. Slipping her fingers underneath her butt cheeks, she pushes up on them and then gives her butt a slap. "A few million I bet."

"Mmmhmmmm, now get back to it. You have an image to maintain and a body to keep nice and tight. You'll get rid of that stomach in no time, I have no concerns at all." Danny says as his eyes drift up from Victoria's butt and looks at her soft sides.

"Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine..." She groans then opens her stance, raises her elbows and starts doing twists.

"Don't forget that you need to be up extra early because Jess is coming over to help you get ready for your first music video." Danny reminds her just as he gets up from the couch to grab another beer.

"Uh huh..." Victoria groans as she starts dancing along.

.......

When Monday morning rolls around, Victoria is barely awake as Jess and her team come in and do their magic. Starting out in the expansive bathroom, they do everything. Get her dressed, do her makeup and hair, as well as even brush her teeth.

"Open wide, the camera *adores* a pearly white smile!" Jess sings to the still half asleep diva as she taps Vicki's cheek to get her to open her mouth.

Doing so, Victoria's eyes open as she feels a pair of plastic retainers being slipped into her mouth. Once the fingers are out of the way, she bites down and then smiles.

"There you go hot stuff. Now relax while we apply your make up." Jess instructs as the two assistants step forward and start putting on Victoria's face. Applying the various makeups, blushes and bronzers, they finish with her eyes and lips. "Now get out of the chair so we can get you dressed." she says next and watches the bra and panty clad diva stand up. As the assistants take off Victoria's underwear, Jess spins and looks at Danny who is hanging out in the doorway. "Which video is she filming today?"

"Short Shorts." Danny says, distracted by his phone. Instead of playing games he's actually responding to emails and working.

"Okay." Jess confirms and then turns around. Pulling out her phone she looks through the wardrobe requirements sent over by Danny. "Looks like there's going to be about three outfit changes. Says here that the studio wants amazing cleavage. Well that shouldn't be too hard, right Vicki?"

Just starting to become coherent at 6:00 in the morning when she's not even out of bed normally until after 10:00, Victoria looks down as her big brassiere slides down her arms. "Nope..." She says as she nearly stumbles backwards

"Now I need you to listen very carefully." Jess says as she sets her phone down while the two assistants bring over a demi cup, unpadded push-up bra and start sliding it up Victoria's arms.

"Go for it..." The diva says as she feels the straps slide up over her shoulders as the side straps tighten around her sides. Looking down into the cups, Victoria then looks into the mirror dead to the world.

"You need to refrain from bending over too much when you shoot the video." Jess says as the assistants go back and forth from a steamer trunk.

"Can't I just wear pantyhose?" Victoria asks as brushes start whirling all over her chest as they fiddle with her tits to get just the right look.

"No, the studio wants bare skin." Danny chimes in as he watches his soon-to-be Superstar getting pampered.

"Well that's going to limit what I can do in front of the camera. Tell Peter that it's pantyhose or no deal." Victoria demands, staring at Danny through the mirror.

"I get it." He replies and then shoots his boss a quick text.

"Just tell Peter that the pantyhose will actually help. Men love pantyhose as it will draw the eye to the legs and butt, which is what they want. Right?" Jess offers as Victoria squirms when the girls start lathering her butt and thighs with a special cream.

"Don't forget about my woohoo..." Victoria mutters and then flinches when one of the assistants lathers some on her intimates.

Turning away to give his Superstar the privacy she deserves, Danny adds in Jess' suggestions. "Oh! Just checked my email and they want Victoria in a triangle bikini top." Danny yells from the bedroom door.

"Fuck! Sorry Vicki, but we're going to have to take off your bra." Jess says frustrated.

Sighing along with her, the assistants finish up with Victoria's undercarriage, having to pause with the nylons and short shorts in order to redo her breasts. "Just don't move while the cream sets in, okay?"

"Not a problem..." Victoria purrs as she looks past her big tits and instead focuses on her big and hairy vagina. "Mmmmm... So sexy."

"Don't forget to look at those sexy pillars that you call legs." Jess adds as she watches Victoria's bra get taken off baring her larger than life tits again. Just looking at the bra cups, Jess wonders if one of them would fit on her head like a hat.

About an hour later and pushing the needle for departure to the breaking point, Victoria finally emerges from the bedroom. Wearing a pair of hooker heels, she is statuesque at a lofty 5'9 as she walks with perfect balance and precision down the hall. Following behind her pulling two steamer trunks is Jess and her assistants.

"This is going to be a private shoot right? Same disclosure agreements and everything?" Jess asks as the small crew files out into the hall.

"Yes, but for every outfit change there will be a private dressing room so there's nothing to worry about." Danny says as the towering redhead comes to a stop and poses.

With one foot out and her hands on her waist, she turns her torso to show off her look. "So?" The bubblegum pink lips move then stretch into a smile.

Rising from the couch, Danny is beside himself. Looking at Victoria wearing just a bikini top and short shorts, he cannot stop his eyes from opening wide and his tongue from rolling out of his mouth. "Wow..." He gushes.

"Okay, this is great. Hopefully everything will work out and there will be minimal issues while shooting." Jess says and then leaves. "Oh and Vicki? Don't forget to suck it in."

Knowing full well what Jess is talking about, Victoria turns her head and sticks out her tongue. "I know, but until I have to, I prefer to breath."

Stopping in the doorway, Jess looks back at the redhead and grins. The sight of that surprisingly fat, little belly is still a shocker.

Looking down, even Danny notes how it looks out of place on the otherwise hot and sexy babe. "When you go live, we are going to have to do something to help you hide that until you can get rid of it."

Sucking it in, Victoria smiles. "I know, I can do it for a little bit, but not for a whole two hours."

Nodding his head in agreement, Danny wraps his arm around Victoria's waist and walks with her out the door. The moment she starts walking, she relaxes her middle and the little puff of stomach fat sticks out and hangs, jiggling absurdly just above the waist of her sexy bottoms. Arriving on set right on time, they make their entrance to the studio that is set up and ready to go. The set pretty generic with streamers and scantily clad male and female dancers. The guys look like sexy cowboys while the girls are mimicking Victoria's outfit, just not nearly as good looking as she. Seeing everyone staring back at her, Victoria smiles as she poses and sticks out her tits. Taking short and sharp breaths, she makes sure to keep up the illusion of a slim and trim stomach.

"Come on, let's go meet the director." Danny says and then escorts Victoria across the set. Stopping at the director's chair, they all make their introductions.

"It's an honor getting to work with you. I checked you out online and even though this is a big departure from what you normally do, you're definitely not shy in front of the camera." The director says looking Victoria in the eye. Having been around so many scantily clad women all of his professional career, he is not distracted by that overwhelming figure.

"Yes it is, but I have to say, I'm looking forward to it." Victoria says.

"Great, now go over to the set and the assistants will get you into position. I hope you have been practicing the choreography we sent over." The director says.

"No, I just got an email last night from Peter and he wants Victoria to dance the way she sees fit." Danny interjects as Victoria turns and walks away.

His smile turning into a frown of concern, the director sits back in his chair rubbing his chin. "Really? This stage was only rented out for half the day and the dancers are only booked until 2:00 p.m. I'm not going to be able to do multiple takes."

"They are just backup dancers. They can do whatever they were assigned to do. The point of the video is to let Victoria shine any way she sees fit. She is a natural talent, I'm not concerned." Danny says shoving his hands into his pants pockets confidently.

"And the men?"

"They are professionals. I'm sure they will be able to handle themselves appropriately. Peter is looking for something more natural and free-flowing. The dancers and models should be reacting to Victoria, not the other way around." Danny says.

"Alright." The director replies and then turns his attention to the set. "Okay, is everybody ready? Short shorts, take one! Action!"

Stepping back as the music starts playing and the cameras start rolling, Danny watches as his Superstar steps up and starts dancing and lip syncing perfectly. Every music video is recorded to a track tape with the artist not actually singing at all anyway. Watching Victoria do her thing, he is completely engrossed in her sexy slithering and constant showing off of her incredible assets. Every twist and turn is deliberately done just so she can show off what God gave her.

Tits and ass.

Just what the people want.

"Okay, camera two, zoom in on Vicki's breasts." The director instructs and then waits until the shot shows up on the screen. "Okay, wait for it... Now." Snapping his fingers, the green light on the monitor for camera three goes red as the red light for monitor two goes green. On the big screen TV where Danny is watching just a step away, the scene of Victoria's full body instantly switches to an amazing close up of her incredible tits! Watching them sway sexily side to side, he is shocked by the resolution of the high definition image. "Holy crap..."

Stepping up beside him, the director watches as the camera films Victoria flaunting her perfectly pushed up mountains. "Wait... What is that?" He asks pushing pause on the remote. Speaking into his headset, he orders the production to stop.

The music stopping has everyone on the set coming to an immediate hall, only Victoria is left dancing. When she realizes it a few seconds later, she instantly poses jamming her hands into her waist. "Hey, what gives! I was rocking the sexy!"

"I know, but I think it's a good time to stop and take five." The director says then turns his attention to Danny and the paused close up of Victoria's huge tits.

"What the fuck..." Victoria sounds off then storms off set in a huff. "You all better hope that I get my sexy back when shooting restarts!"

Rolling their eyes together, both Danny and the director know that once the cameras turn back on and Victoria is center stage, she will have no problem getting her "sexy" back. But before they can, the director points to the high definition image frozen on the 40 inch television. "What's that about?" He asks as he traces the slight, but unmistakable ridges framing the bubbles of Vicki's huge cleavage along her chest.

At a loss for words, Danny stares at the screen dumbly. "Uhhhh..."

Hearing the hesitation, the director turns to face him. Staring him down he crosses his arms. "Don't tell me that those are prosthetics."

"Whaaaaat!?! No... Vicki's tits are 100% real!" Danny instantly gets defensive as he steps forward and throws back his jacket as he places his hands on his waist. Pumping out his chest he then points at the director, nearly poking him in the chest. "Listen buddy, I wouldn't have signed her if they weren't."

Looking down at the finger, the director calmly lifts his gaze. "Right, then explain that?" He says, repeating his question as he points back to the screen.

Looking back at the monitor, Danny stares right at the slightly defined border between Victoria's chest and her big boobs. Taking another second, he finally looks back to the director. His stern look softening, his shoulders slump as he relaxes his posture and drops his pointer finger. "Look. It's just a covering because I wanted them to be flawless, okay? Give them that firm and perky look? Without the covers there would be a lot of excessive jiggle."

Stepping back and rubbing his chin, the director looks from Danny and to the image and then back to Danny, and then back to the image and finally at Danny for the last time. "So she's not as perky as I was told?"

"No. Those sheaths help firm her up. Isn't that something you can take care of in editing?" Danny asks.

"Yeah..." The director concedes and then turns away from the monitor. Looking down at his watch, he then looks back up and yells to the crew. "Two minutes!"

Hearing the director, the crew quickly finishes up eating their snacks. Rushing back to positions Victoria is the last to arrive. Striding back with a strut she retakes her place in the center.

"Okay, great! We are going to restart the last scene over. So Victoria if you could turn around and grab your butt like you did before and start doing whatever it is you do, that would be great!" Waiting for the lady at the center of attention to do just that, the director looks at her denim shorts and the two big and round butt cheeks hanging out the bottom. With her hands along either side of her large and round, pushed out posterior, the director then looks over to his crew. "Action!"

Stepping back and crossing his arms, Danny watches the show go on. Two outfit changes later and the film is sent off to editing after "That's a wrap!" is called. Nodding his head with supreme satisfaction, Danny is confident as everything is working out perfectly.

.......

The following months is a whirlwind as Victoria's first single shoots right to the top of the charts! Sitting at number one for a solid eight weeks, "Short Shorts" is a smash and Victoria's life completely turns upside down! Suddenly finding her schedule filled with interviews and photo shoots, Victoria barely has the time to breathe as she is constantly trailed by paparazzi. Switching from the skimpy belly bearing tops, she soon starts wearing bustier's and other titty showing tops that also still emphasize her extremely thin waist. After covering up, her stomach and sides appear even smaller, just like they do on her underwear website.

Appearing on TV as the new spokesperson for her favorite video workout series, Victoria is fast becoming a household name! When her second single from her debut album rockets to number one around the world, her position as music's newest and biggest sensation is solidified! "**** Measures" will eventually become the most popular song the world over, selling twenty five million singles in only fifteen weeks. Always seen in a pair of knee high leather boots, leggings and sexy tops, Victoria's new outfit becomes a trend as millions of girls try to dress like their new icon. They do so in hopes of having a small piece they can call their very own of Victoria's meteoric rise to the top! With the world literally buzzing, her place at the top is secure and no one seems to be getting tired of the busty hit singer anytime soon.

That is, except for one.

Alone in her Beverly Hills mansion, Lauren looks at the rising success that she helped cultivate with growing dismay. Even though her bills are paid and her account is swelling with royalty payments, she still feels sidelined as Victoria garners all of the attention. Looking at all of the magazines strewn about her living room, they all have her smiling face on the covers and plenty of photographs of her amazing body too. Having seen those perfect boobs and butt gracing more pages than she can count, it's almost as if the woman is practically living with her! Cast irrevocably in the shadow of the fraud that she helped to perpetuate, Lauren sighs as she turns off the TV the moment Oprah transitions to an interview with the rising superstar.

Mired in a deep drought of depression, Lauren walks over to the bar where she pours herself a stiff whiskey. Tipping it back, she looks at her bedraggled reflection in the mirror as she sets the glass down on the finely polished bar top. Wearing only her robe and lacking any makeup, it has been three days since she last took a bath. "Why did I do this... That should be me out there! I'm the voice they all love, I'm the woman they should be in love with!" Lauren yells as the glass goes flying into the mirror! Slamming and shattering it, the mirror cracks and Lauren breaks down in tears. "They may love my voice, but they certainly don't love me..." Burying her face in her hands, she bawls long and hard.

.......

Back at the apartment, the living room has been transformed. Stepping out onto the makeshift set, Victoria smiles as she looks over at Danny who is flanked by a couple of photographers. As she gently clutches the lapels of her sheer robe, it partially reveals the lingerie worn beneath. With Jess and her assistants waiting in the hall, Victoria stops in front of the sheet draped ottoman. The entire set covered in white, the only splash of color is from the couple of candles on table tops on either side of the mattress. Motioning to his cameraman, Danny steps back as the lead photographer starts talking.

"Very nice Victoria, beautiful." The photographer says calmly as he and his partner start taking pictures at the voluptuous vixen standing there pouting and holding her robe closed. "Now go ahead and tease us with a nice shot of your bare shoulder."

Sliding her left hand up along the edge, she pushes it back nice and slow as she turns still focusing her gaze right on the lens.

"Beautiful, beautiful! Your eyes, they simply penetrate! It's incredible, it's as if you're looking right at the viewer and teasing them! Give me a little bit of knee. Yes that's it. Sell the sexy, but stay sensual. Excellent....."

Resisting the urge to smirk at the constant complements of the photographer, Victoria leaves her shoulder bare as she does a subtle turn and sticks out her knee. Turning from one photographer to the next, she then rolls her shoulders back using her breasts to partially open the robe a little bit more. With her cleavage peeking out, she then looks down at it and then back up with a little smirk as she gently pulls the robe open to reveal her lithe frame. Keeping her belly sucked in, she gently arches her back to emphasize the size of her tremendous breasts in order to heighten the drama of her epic curves. Revealing a very sexy and see-through flimsy lace bra and skimpy, thong panties. It's also the first time she reveals the incredible bulge of her crotch in all of its glory. The front of her panties completely stretched and sticking out, they perfectly frame her '70s inspired big bush and hairy lips.

"Gorgeous Victoria, simply gorgeous! The best body I have ever had the privilege of photographing! Before you take off that robe, how about you lay down sideways on the ottoman." The lead photographer instructs and then sets down the camera as Jess and her team run in from the side. Once the photographers have Victoria in position, Jess takes over. Making sure everything still looks perfect, her assistants pull out their makeup brushes and smooth out Victoria's thighs. Adding a little bronzer, they sculpt the look that Playboy is looking for as well as add a little bit more to the sucked in stomach.

"Don't forget to Photoshop her sides and middle later after photo selection." Danny reminds the photographers who roll their eyes.

It is simply industry standard to make the model look her absolute best.

With everything set and ready, the photographers come back in and arrange the robe. Leaving it covering her middle, they want her crotch and breasts showing along with her beautiful legs. When they return to their cameras and pick them up, Victoria is now laying on her side, propping her head up with her elbow supported hand. Looking directly into the camera as she drapes her arm down her side, she doesn't smile as the photographer's click picture after picture.

"Now lift your leg so we can get great view of that perfect snatch!"

Raising her leg, Victoria smirks for the first time as she shows off her hairy goddess covered in only the flimsiest of lingerie. As the cameras click obsessively over her tits and pussy, she cannot help but purr. "You know, if you boys keep taking pictures of my kitty, she may just get a little excited..."

Raising their eyebrows together, the photographers click a little bit longer before the lead motions for her to sit up. "Okay for the first shot I want you to drop the robe off of your shoulders, but hold it up while squeezing your tits between your arms and crossing your legs." Sitting up, everyone takes a pause as the makeup team rushes over to make sure everything is still exactly the way it should be. Adding a little bit more bronzer to Victoria's cleavage, they darken her already deep cleavage as they add lightening powder to her inner thighs to help her immense garden stand out even more. As the girls do this, they are also inspecting the rest of her legs to make sure they look pristine and perfect. When they back away, Victoria does the first pose and after a few pictures turning her head this way and that, the photographer motions for her to open her legs and nice and wide. "Now it's time for the money shot, now let me hear you roar!"

"Rawr!" Victoria yelps as she clenches her teeth and throws open her legs!

"Excellent, excellent! I haven't seen a kitty this hairy in years! You should be proud of your beautiful muff!" The photographer exclaims as he puts down his camera and then walks up to Victoria. Helping her to her feet, he steps away as the makeup team comes back and checks her makeup again. When they back away, he turns her around. "Now I want you to drape that robe all the way down so we can see your back. When you look over your shoulder, I want you to look down instead of at the camera this time."

Getting into position, Victoria executes the pose perfectly as the cameras click away. "Gorgeous, simply gorgeous! Now straighten out your arms and let it fall!" The moment he stops talking the cameras start shuttering catching every moment of the falling garment! When it hits the floor, they get the greatest and best view of Victoria's swollen bottom! Big, perfect and round, it is a mixture a soft and firm making for a very unique posterior!

"Damn, I don't think I will be needing to do very much touch up on this bum." The lead photographer says as he zooms in on that ass split by the sexy thong and snaps away.

"Yeah, unlike that cellulite covered mess that's Kim's! Remember the Vogue cover? How much airbrushing did you have to do?" The assistant photographer asks, smirking from ear to ear.

Giggling, Victoria loses her composure as she looks back, holding her hand to her mouth. "Sowwy..." She says cutely and takes a breath.

"Oh my god, I think I spent four hours airbrushing that pile of shit! I hope I never have to photograph that ass ever again!" The lead photographer reveals making everyone laugh this time! After every one settles down, the real work begins. "Jess, do you think Victoria can handle a moving photo session? Having to stop is really limiting the number of pictures that Playboy is looking to capitalize on."

Stepping out from the hall, Jess walks up to Victoria and starts analyzing her body. "Everything looks great. Makeup is on point. When it's time to take off her bra, we will need to pause there so I can have the girls redo her makeup for a more natural glow instead of the artificial cleavage enhancement."

"Not a problem." The lead photographer says as Jess backs away. "Okay, now beautiful I want you to take off your bra nice and slow as you turn towards the camera. When you get to the point that it unhooks, I want you to wrap your arms over your boobs and use your shoulders, or a flick of your fingers, to take off the shoulder straps. I want them to be hugged so they still look like they're being pushed up. Okay?"

"Okay." Victoria says softly. Taking a breath, she slowly guides her hands up her back until her fingers are pinching the clasps. Giving it a deft click with a single hand, they pop free and as the torso straps fly apart and dangle, she is turning around and cradling her impressive bosom. Holding the pose as the cameras keep clicking, she carefully lifts one hand and flicks the bra strap from her shoulder then does the same with the other. Getting in a few more shots as Victoria holds her tits in their lofty position high and smooshed together on her chest, the men finally set down their cameras as the makeup team comes rushing back, this time with Jess holding a bag as the other two carry a screen. Setting it up, they hide Victoria from view as they quickly go to work.

Waiting on the other side of the partition, the photographers turn to Danny. "This is the part of the contract I don't get. She's okay with stripping, so why does she suddenly need to hide?"

"Obviously to give you guys a break." Danny replies, glancing down. "Or maybe she just wants a break from you guys leering at her the entire time."

"Okay." The lead photographer says, not completely convinced.

Waiting patiently for the shoot to continue, it seems like forever when in reality it's maybe ten minutes. When the screen is lifted by the assistants and Jess runs off with her bag, Victoria is back to holding her bra behind her crossed arms. Picking up their positions, the photographers notice a change in Victoria's cleavage. "That must be one hell of a makeup artist."

"Or maybe I'm not propping them up anymore." Victoria fires back as she unwraps her boobs, the brassiere falling to the floor by her feet. Revealing her pneumatic towers, they stick straight out and slightly apart with her pointed nipples pointing in a slight upward direction.

Jaws dropping, the photographers stare at the most perfect pair of torpedo shaped tits they have ever seen! Eager to start taking pictures, the lead photographer doesn't give any instructions allowing Victoria to do whatever she wants. Posing in all of the iconic stand up poses found in porno magazines going back to the beginning, she drops her panties and then finishes her set with many poses lying on the bed. The last shot is with her hair spread out on the pillow, one arm curled so the back of her hand presses against her side as she touches the side of her face with the other with her legs casually left open, a knee lifted slightly.

Standing off to the side, Danny is fighting the urge to pounce on his woman and take her right there and now in the living room!

"Well I think this about wraps it up. We got a lot of great shots and Victoria, you are beautiful." The lead photographer says as Victoria continues to lay their, her slightly flattened breasts looking absolutely perfect.

Running up with a towel, Jess drops it over them as Victoria hides her tremendous assets, wrapping one arm above and the other below. "Thank you. I had a lot of fun and I hope we get to do this again sometime in a few years." She says sitting up.

"Well, if you ever want to transition over to porn, I'll be more than happy to be your personal photographer. Women like you are hard to come by." He says watching her stand up with the assistance of Jess very carefully.

Back on her feet and picking up her high heeled feet one at a time, she allows Jess to help her put her panties back on. With her skimpy undies back on and her giant boobs still covered up, Victoria turns and immediately starts marching towards the bedroom with her little entourage in tow. "Do you know how long I've been waiting to go to the bathroom? I've been holding it forever!" Victoria sounds off once they are all in the hallway.

Standing together and watching the women walk off, Danny and the photographers react when the bedroom door slams shut and Victoria starts sounding off even louder than before! Thankfully what she says cannot be made out, but she sure sounds annoyed! Looking back to Danny, the photographers give him a look as he shrugs his shoulders. "Hey, she's a woman, what do you expect?"

Nodding in silent understanding, the photographers pack up their gear and leave. With his living room completely screwed up, Danny simply turns his back and walks to the kitchen. "I'll have Jess and her friends clean all that up."

.......

When the next issue of Playboy hits the shelves, the world is in an uproar when the one and only singing sensation and current Queen of Pop is featured on the cover! Selling off the shelves like hotcakes, there's only one left when Lauren happens to be pushing her grocery cart up to the checkout. Reaching into her basket as she pulls out her selections, she just so happens to glance up and see it on the rack.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD! YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!?!" Being the first time she has been out in months, the pristine and beautifully groomed former pop star goes ballistic! "FUCK DANNY, FUCK JOSH AND FUCK YOOOOOOOUUUUUU!" The former idol screams at the top of her lungs as groceries start going everywhere!

Completely shocked and taken by surprise by the sudden outburst, the cashier watches Lauren throw food everywhere! Toilet paper down the aisle, eggs into the newsstand, and even has to duck out of the way when a gallon of milk goes flying over her head! It cleared her hair by a matter of inches.

After the explosion, Lauren's huffing and puffing, her eyes wide with rage when in through the door walks two police officers. Realizing quickly that they are there for her, she blushes and walks up with her head hanging low. Back in the old days, the officers would be hitting on her and trying to pass off their phone numbers as they were letting her go. Today they're still letting her go, but only out of pity. When she looks up at them and into their eyes, all she sees is disinterest and annoyance. She knows it is only because of her name that she is not going to jail. As the officers walk away having placed a written warning and a bill for damages in her hand, Lauren is no sooner bombarded yet again with the ringing of her phone. Already red-faced with shame, she pulls it out of her purse and pushes the little green button.

Yes, it's that bad.

Lauren still owns a flip phone!

"H... Hello?"

When she hears the voice on the other side of the line, her heart sinks as she feels her stomach twist into knots.

.......

Gathered in Danny's apartment, everyone is sitting in the living room going over the plans for Victoria's first live concert. So far everything has been going well with the standard format of music videos and radio plays. Records are selling like hot cakes and singles released on Spotify, iTunes and various other online platforms are outperforming even the highest of expectations!

Though there is plenty of space on the couch, Victoria has chosen sit on Danny's lap in the easy chair. "Why won't they book me for a world tour yet?" Victoria complains as she lowers the contract. "I'm the hottest thing thing on the airwaves after all."

"Maybe on YouTube and xhamster.com, but the voice the world has fallen in love with is not exactly yours now is it?" Lauren says boldly, to the shock of everyone.

They are not shocked by the truth she tells, they are shocked that she actually spoke up!

Eyes opening and eyebrows furrowing, Victoria shoots the blonde a nasty glare! "Like anyone would actually care if they saw that it was your face, instead of mine." She says snottily, even sticking out her tongue!

As Josh rolls his eyes, Danny holds up his hand to try and simmer down the two feuding ladies. "Look, can't we all just get along? Lauren you know that if it wasn't for Victoria's figure that these records may not be selling as well as they do." He addresses Lauren first then turns his attention to Victoria.

Sitting there with her arms crossed and smiling smugly like a brat. "Told you..."

"So immature..." Lauren grumbles in response.

Holding up his finger as he closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, Danny is not done. "And Vicki, if it wasn't for Lauren then you would still be an underwear model."

With both girls looking at him and then each other, Danny and Josh recognize the moment a silent truce is reached when both girls relax their shoulders and cross their arms at the same time. It doesn't matter if they are looking in opposite directions. Neither are making catty comments to each other. "Great, now that the two of you understand each other's role and why you're both stuck together, Victoria there will not be a world tour until the studio is assured that you can handle an hour show. That's why they are booking you at the LA coliseum. You're going to stand in front of hundreds of thousands people and wow them with your amazing figure."

"So, why do you need me? You have the master tapes, all she has to do is lip sync to those." Lauren mutters, still speaking loud enough to be heard.

"Because I want a more authentic sound. If Victoria sounds just like her album then people are going to wonder how she's able to pull that off. I mean how many takes did you have to do?" Danny points out and then adds, "Plus people know that albums are mixed and edited. They're going to know that that is her voice, but that it has been refined."

Having sat for the meeting with his mouth shut, the ever silent Josh looks at the reactions of the interactions. Already he can tell that putting these two together any more than they have to at this point is probably not going to be good idea. Just the look in Lauren's eyes tell him that she is becoming resentful of her decision and that there is no telling what she can do if a microphone is put to her lips with so much at stake. "What if I recorded Lauren singing multiple times and then for the concert we pick the voice that we like the best? If it turns into a full blown world tour, then we'll just make more tapes and then pick from a hat for each song she will sing in the set. This way Victoria can practice lip syncing to that particular tape for that particular show and each performance will unique too? What do you guys think about that?"

With the living room going quiet, everyone is pondering the thought. Lauren is silently chiding herself for allowing her emotions to show so much. Hindsight being 20/20, the thought of sabotaging a live concert hadn't really crossed her mind, but it does sound like a great idea. Danny hears the point that Josh is making exactly. Nodding in agreement, he looks at Victoria who's looking back at him with a big smile on her face.

"I think it's a fabulous idea Joshy. I really don't want my performance to suffer because I have to be around that fat and tit-less has-been any more than I have to." Victoria says as she gets up from Danny's lap. "Now if you'll excuse me, I need to get ready. I have an album signing down at some podunk music store that I need to look my best for."

Watching the ultimate diva walk towards the bedroom, their eyes are fixated on her ready to explode jeans. The last to look away, Danny is grinning from ear to ear. "Lauren is very recognizable. Even if we were to put her in a disguise, I have no doubt that the paparazzi would eventually figure it out and then start asking very public questions as to why she is there in the first place. The media is going to be all over this. They would be all over a world tour too. Is that right Lauren?"

"Oh yeah..." She replies opening her eyes nice and wide as she nods her head nice and slow.

"Okay, that settles it. You and Josh go get in the recording studio and start cutting lyrics, like six or seven for every song on the album. No don't give me first takes either. I don't want Victoria to sound like shit on her debut." Danny says as he pushes himself up from the easy share and heads off down the hall for the bedroom.

Left alone in the living room, Josh looks over as Lauren looks over at him shyly. Scooting over, he places his hand on her thigh and taps it gently. "Are you ready?"

"I guess so. I kind of have to be, don't I?" Lauren says then she stands up and wiggles up her light blue jeans.

Standing up himself, Josh and Lauren go to the recording studio to start making the new tapes for Victoria's live performance.

"I just wish that somebody would do the right thing." Lauren says, pausing at the door to the recording room.

"I know, but this is a business. If you're not making it to make it, you don't make it at all. I think you know a thing or two about that." Josh replies, accepting the reality of things even if he does not necessarily agree.

"That I do." Lauren says looking down at her deflated chest. "If girls are not padding their bras or getting breast implants, they are lip syncing like Lindsay Lohan or Ashley Simpson. I knew what I was doing when I signed up for this in the beginning. But now I realize just how unfair it is." She finishes then turns the handle and steps inside.

Standing in the hall, it is now Josh's turn to pause and ponder. When he does he hears the squeaking of Danny's bed, as well as the muffled moans, echoing through the bedroom door. Turning his back to the sound of sex, Josh opens the door to the control room and quickly steps inside.

.......

The recording of Victoria's "natural voice" took a little over a week to complete. By the time she was done, Lauren's voice had broken. Talking with a rasp, she suddenly realizes that she would have never been able to complete a world tour being so many years out of practice. She may still be able to hit the right notes and sing like a siren, but the dexterity and durability of her vocal cords have been ruined due to **** **** and having not exercised them in so long.

Meanwhile Victoria and Danny have their hands full down at the studio. Moving their operations there, they camp out at a hotel a couple of blocks away so that way Victoria can put in the many hours necessary to pull off this exclusive event! Between practicing her lip syncing skills in the sound studio and learning the choreography, she still has to keep up appearances as well as promote the show! She's also still exercising to try and rid herself of the embarrassing belly and love handles that are stubbornly persistent. Unable to keep everything sucked in so she can walk around in her push up and mid-rift bearing tops for hours upon hours, she is instead seen wearing her "Rock Star" tank top and skin tight pants. Because of the tank top, she can wear a special belly buster that also gives her the appearance of being toned!

With Victoria all tied up with rehearsals and the like, Danny is able to work with Jess on new outfits for the big debut concert. What they come up with is ingenious and sexy at the same time.

"Are we going to be able to test this out?" Jess asks, looking with concern over at Danny.

Not even concerned in the least bit, he answers. "I'll just book one of her dress rehearsals back at the apartment. The last thing we need is for her to have any possible wardrobe malfunctions in front of the band, executives or the backup singers and dancers."

"I'll say..." Jess responds imagining the worst case scenario.

Doing just that for a few days later, Victoria dances and struts about wearing the two new outfits designed by Jess and inspired by Danny. Wearing her headset with the selected renditions of two of the songs blasting through the speakers, Victoria put's the new outfits through a thorough thrashing. Thrusting her hips and doing quick twists, she arches her back and bends right over, coupling knee lifts and constant movements of her body and arms, she stretches the fabric and pushes every seam to the breaking point.

But the outfits hold and Danny and Jess are pleased.

"Daaaaaammmmmmn... These outfits are super hot!" Victoria exclaims standing in front of the mirror, having run right to it after the end of the second song. Her emerald green eyes glittering, she cannot stop flashing that brilliant white smile of hers.

.......

With only thirty minutes to go before the start of the show, Jess and her team are working as fast as they can to put the finishing touches on Victoria's look. Seated in the chair, the absolutely stunning starlet is relaxed as assistants whirl makeup brushes around her face and over her chest. "You girls are simply the best, now don't forget to to give my girls extra pop. I really want my long and succulent cleavage to really stand out!"

Standing beside the mirror next to the vanity, Jess looks right at Victoria's massively pushed up breasts. "It already is, practically out of your top!" she says with a smile and then points where the two massive mounds of flesh hover high on Victoria's chest. "A little bit more highlights on the swells and a slightly darker shade of bronzer right where her breasts separate." She instructs and then watches as the makeup artist executes perfectly. "Now a little bit more on the eyeliner, but not too much. There, that's just perfect!" Jess instructs next as she reaches over for the little white retainer box. Picking it up she pops it open and pulls out a pair of upper and lower veneers. Without a word the assistants step back as Jess approaches.

Opening her mouth, Victoria waits as her plastic, pearly white smile is put in her mouth. Feeling the pressure of Jess' thumbs on her upper and lower jaw, Victoria bites down and executes a perfect smile once Jess's fingers are safely out of the way. "Pure perfection..." The extremely endowed vixen says, pushing herself up from the beautician's chair with a swan's grace.

"Just a bit more lippy..." Jess quickly says as she picks up the stick of glittering red.

Puckering her lips, Victoria stands there patiently, stretching her neck forward as a little bit more lipstick is applied. Opening her mouth as Jess grabs a napkin, folds it in half and then puts it between, she gently presses into it rolling her lips just right.

"Fucking amazing..." Danny says as he switches from looking at Victoria's reflection and down to her bulbous bottom. Perfectly framed by the flare of those thighs and hips, she is a true hottie and one that he cannot wait to take home after the show and show her just how much he appreciates all of the hard work she puts in to possessing and maintaining such gifts.

"Okay ladies, I think we're done here." Jess announces satisfied and relieved that there is still ten minutes to spare.

Pivoting on her excruciatingly tall high heels, Victoria has a supreme look of satisfaction written all over her face as she walks proudly, with her chest pushed out, to the door.

When the "Best Show on Earth" nears the dressing room door, Jess takes one last look up and down. "Wait!"

Stopping mid step, Victoria swivels her head as the busy bees of assistants pause mid-way through packing up.

"We forgot to do something." Jess says discreetly then looks over at her top assistant.

Watching her boss motion with her finger, the assistant knows exactly what it is and reaches to the cart. Grabbing what is desired, she brings it over and hands it to her boss.

"I know you say you're going to be just fine, but you really need to wear this incontinence pad. You don't want to pull a Fergie on stage do you?" Jess says as she opens the front of Vicki's bottoms and slides her hand down on in.

"I'll be fine! Besides, I really don't want my pussy to be hidden. Fuck the censors." Victoria says and then giggles as her hips gyrate.

Finding it extremely difficult due to the tightness, Jess sticks out her tongue from the side of her mouth as she struggles to put it in place. "Trust me, no one's going to see it. Not unless you use it."

"Please... I'm not going to piss myself in front of all of my fans." Victoria says as she feels her bottoms tighten up, the sound of the zipper echoing softly.

"Even if you did, that's what this pad is for." Jess says, giving Vicki's crotch a couple of light pats.

Walking out of the dressing room full of confidence, Victoria walks with a swagger as the handlers and security act as her entourage. Walking in front of her and behind her, they make sure there is a clear path from the dressing room all the way to stage left.

When Victoria is delivered, Danny walks up to his greatest success with his arms wide open. "You look amazing, now go knock 'em dead!" He shouts as the cover band finishes up their last song.

Smiling from ear to ear, Victoria pushes up on her tits and then pulls up on her bottoms wiggling her hips. Looking him in the eyes first, hers are simply sparkling and they seem to sparkle even more when she notices the big salute pushing out on the front of Danny's pants. "Mmmmmmmmmm..."

Standing just behind Danny and by the tape deck, Josh has his laptop open and ready to go.

"Are you ready babe?" Danny asks as he picks up his microphone while jiggling the front of his pants. Doing so helps him kill off his boner.

With a nod and a wink, along with a shake of her magnificent tits, Victoria says yes.

Gripping his microphone Danny walks out onto the stage where hundreds of thousands of eagerly awaiting fans are screaming at the top of their lungs! It might be a single night event only, but the money invested rivals any of the best stage shows on earth! Looking out at the legions of brand new fans chanting their Superstar's name, he cannot be more pleased.

"WE WANT VICTORIA!"

"WE WANT VICTORIA!"

"WE WANT VICTORIA!"

Smiling broadly as he takes center stage, Danny addresses the crowd as the backup singers, dancers and the band come out and get into position. "I know you do, I can hear you! And SHE can hear you! I hope you enjoyed the warm up acts because very, very soon the lady of the hour, the woman who has captured the world with not only her beauty, but with probably the greatest voice in the world today. A woman who has sold more singles than Britney Spears or Michael Jackson have sold albums in same time frame. Let me introduce to you the greatest show on earth, the voluptuous vixen with the curves to kill... VIC........ TOR-RIIIIIIIAAAAAAAAAA!!!!"

While Danny was giving his long opening spiel, Victoria was getting fitted with her headset along with instructions from Josh. "Okay, you're going to do five songs in this outfit and then the rest in your regular one. When you're not supposed to sing, you will hear a soft humming in the earpiece. When it's song time, the piece will go dead. Just before you supposed to start moving your mouth, you will hear three little beeps so you have your timing just right. Got it?" Josh says, speaking loudly over the roar of the crowd and of Danny blaring through the stadium speakers and the ones on stage.

Nodding her head excitedly, Victoria plucks on her bra straps and starts walking out the moment Danny calls out her name! The moment she appears, the crowd goes absolutely nuts! Walking with a sexy snap of her hips and her breasts only moving with the sway of her shoulders, Victoria starts out with a wave but when she is mid-way to stage center, she turns her torso and throws out her arms. Waving them up and down she is encouraging the crowd to scream even louder!

"YEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" Everyone cries out as the already deafening roar notches up even more!

Anybody who lives anywhere near the LA coliseum this night must be dreading the fact that the city approved this concert!

Covering his ears, Danny trots off stage already seeing the megabucks of a world tour just around the corner.

Vicki would too if she were not enamored with everything going on around her! Being famous online to a select group of fetishists is a far cry from being a world renowned cultural icon. When she stops in the center of the stage and faces her legions of screaming and crying, adoring fans, she simply stands there and basks in the moment. The fans are too as they feast their eyes on the ultra sexy outfit pasted onto Victoria's body. Clad in a white with blue rhinestone push-up bra, a pair of daisy dukes, pantyhose and matching heels, she is really taking the moniker of "Bombshell" to a whole nother level! With her shapely pedestals looking sculpted, along with her tummy and sides, Victoria looks absolutely stunning as she raises her arms higher into the air! When she does her already enormous tits slide up her chest perfectly as her super sized bra pushes her nearly hanging out melons right up to just under her collarbones! "HELLOOOO LOS ANGELES!" She yells into the mic, her scratchy voice screecching from the speakers above and on either side of the stage, as well as all around the staidum. "ARE YOU READY TO HAVE FUN WITH MEEEEEEE!?! BECAUSE I CAN PROMISE YOU THAT I'M READY TO HAVE A LOT OF FUN WITH ALL OF YOU TOOOOOOOO!!!!"

The roar of the crowd is deafening as they all scream an enthusiastic "YEEEESSSSSS!!!!"

.......

If the noise outside is breaking decibel records, the absolute roar from high end surround sound systems of the people watching at home is even more punishing! Turning down the volume, Lauren's sitting on her couch in just her robe,having to cover her ears! Not really wanting to watch it, but with nothing else on TV and bored out of her mind, she is also curious even if she would never admit it publicly. With her feet up on the coffee table and a tub of ice cream in her lap, she is stuffing her face as she watches the camera zoom in on Victoria's hot body. Starting with her tits, it goes down nice and slow. Every inch of perfection is like a stab in the chest to the blonde pigging out. When it stops and hovers on Victoria's daisy dukes, Lauren cannot stop herself from swearing as she is **** to look those perfectly shaped hips and thighs, as well as that big and bulging crack called a vajayjay. Of course with the camera pointing up, it makes the redhead look positively statuesque as her giant boobs flood the top of the frame! "Mother fucking slut, I hate you! I HATE YOU!!"

.......

Stepping back from front stage center, the lights dim as she lowers her head and the band starts to play. Hearing the soft scratches of the earpiece go absolutely silent, Victoria waits for the three beeps. When they start, she looks right up, smiles broadly and opens her mouth right on cue as the sound of "Victoria" blares through the speakers. Kicking off her first song "Short Shorts" with a bang, she launches right into her erotic dance set. Literally fan service to soft porn, every movement of Victoria's body is designed show off her over the top curvy frame! When she's not moving her arms while shaking her tits and ass, she's framing the curves she wants people to look at with perfect symmetry of her legs, arms and hands. Dancing in perfect sequence with her backup dancers as well as in perfect time if the song is fast or slow, her singing is on point. Not missing a word, or a note.

Blazing through the next four songs without missing a beat, Victoria delights the crowd with her nearly perfect renditions of "Saturday", "Summertime", "Bikini Beach" and "Sexy at Work". Watching from home, Lauren does have to give the lip syncing sensation some credit. "She is a hell of a dancer and is really doing a good job of selling the show and the facade that she can actually sing. And she definitely dances a lot sexier than I ever used too." Lauren sayss as the concert goes to commercial break.

Back up on stage, Victoria finishes the last song with a spiraling twist! Stopping with her big butt facing the crowd and her feet spread shoulder width apart, she tilts her head back as she throws her arms up high into the air. Twisting her torso as she lowers them, she blows the crowd a kiss and then trots off the stage. The moment she appears stage left, she is met by Jess and her plethora of assistants. Stripping her of her headset and handing it to Josh, Jess leads the party backstage where the dancers are busy changing into their next outfit in the pit. Shuttled to the very back, Victoria is escorted into a hastily set up private area. No sooner is she in there and the private army is practically ripping her clothes off.

"Oh my God... I am so THIRSTY!" Victoria whines as an assistant pulls on the back of her shorts and starts literally cutting them off!

"Somebody get her some water, NOW!" Jess yells. "Jesus hunny, you must be parched! You are a literally sweating everywhere!" She says calmly to Victoria before turning her head and screaming again! "I NEED A FULL MAKEUP TEAM OVER HERE STAT! WHERE'S HER NEW WARDROBE, WHERE'S HER NEW WARDROBE!?"

"Oh gaaaaaaawd please get this shit out off of me! Oh, and I think I need a new pad." Victoria says blushing just before a thick that straw is stuck between her lips! Drinking from a 32 oz Big Gulp jug, she slurps hard to replenish the lost liquid.

Bending down and picking up the recently ripped off shorts and nylons, Jess pulls the sanitary pad out of the crotch and instantly plugs her nose. "You're telling me." She says than tosses it into the trash and quickly grabs one from the cart. Ripping it out of the package, she gets it ready for application.

As assistants are bringing in the new wardrobe, other ones are busy taking off Vicki's bra and heels. It may be a mess, but it is a well orchestrated and oiled machine even with clothing coming off out of order.

Sheers do such fabulous work!

With Victoria naked, the team quickly helps her into her leggings as they bring forth the leather bound bustier. Before they put it on, they rip off the temporary silicone abs that also doubled as a waist-cincher. The moment they do, the Superstar's shameful belly and love handles flop out, ruining the seemingly perfect physique.

"Okay, suck suck time." Jess instructs as she removes the straw from Vicki's lips by taking away the Big Gulp.

Sucking in her soft belly, Victoria watches and feels the bustier being put on. As two girls tie it up in the back, another one is adjusting her tits into the cups as Jess and a makeup artist do the necessary touch-ups and re-works to her makeup. Feeling refreshed and tightly bound, Victoria goes to pull up on her leggings. "Ugh... They won't move!" She whines.

"That's because they are beyond the skin tight." Jess says and then holds up a mirror for the diva to inspect.

Starting with her tits, Victoria purrs when she sees her giant boobs are just as pushed up as before when she was wearing the extra padded push-up bra. Indicating for Jess to bring the mirror down, she then nods when she sees her middle. Going down even more, Victoria motions for Jess to stop. Staring at the bulge of her big pussy, the super tight leggings hug so hard that every line, puff and curve is clearly enhanced. "Look at all of that hot pussy crack. Mmmmmmm..." Twirling her hand to tell Jess to move on, Victoria does a turn and then looks at her big and phat bottom. The waistband of the leggings riding low, they are hip huggers which means that her big and perfect bottom is literally punching out right beneath slightly dipped waist. Giving her hips a twirl and then a dip, she watches as her puckered ass crack peeks out. "They just better stay up. The last thing I need is for my pants to roll down."

"These are the same pants you wore the other day during dress rehearsals. The whole outfit is what you've been wearing for dress rehearsals. Have you fallen out of it then? No? Well time to go because you're due to be on in less than a minute!" Jess says and then before Victoria even knows what's happening, she is being pushed out from behind the temporary screens and hustled through the backstage and back to stage left.

Coming back off the stage is Danny as the band and the dancers file in from stage right and take up their positions. Waiting in the wings until everyone is ready, Victoria makes her grand return entrance, waving to the screaming and roaring fans. Lifting her left arm nice and high, she blows them all kisses with her right.

Sitting on her couch and still watching the show, Lauren is disgusted at the cameraman following Vicki decides to zoom in on her big and round and juicy bottom. **** to watch it wiggle as she walks, Lauren is at first disgusted till something catches her eye. Sitting up and then leaning forward, she sets down the now half eaten tub of ice cream and looks very carefully at her high definition screen. "Oh shit! Those pants aren't going to make it through the next song, much less the rest of the concert!"

Still waving and blowing kisses as she walks to center stage, Victoria doesn't feel the ties running up her back slowly work loose. Back when they were rushing to get her into her new outfit, the girl responsible for tightening her bustier forgot tie off the knot... Not feeling her hidden love handles drop out from underneath the loosened leather belly buster, they and the walk to center stage has caused the Superstar's hip hugging leggings to drop, exposing a dimes width amount of her puckered butt cheeks.

.......

"Oh my god, are those love handles!? Hahahahaha!" Lauren giggles as two little plops of fat jiggle right above the waistline of Victoria's slutty pants...

.......

Turning to face the crowd, Vicki is all smiles as she raises her arms triumphantly in a "V" above her head! When she does, the leather ties loosen in the back even more as the bustier rises up carrying her giant tits with them! When the top of her swells collide with her collarbones, it stops the lift, but as hundreds of thousands of people watch at the coliseum, and millions around the world from the upward angle of the cameraman on their televisions, something soft and pale slips out and bulges like a little doughnut. "ARE YOU READY TO HAVE FUN AGAIN?" Victoria yells unaware that her soft and flabby middle is hanging out for the entire world to see!

"YEEEEESSSSSSS!!!" The crowd roars as a few bouts of laughter echo from the front most rows.

Not thinking anything of it and caught up yet again by the roars of approval and the cheering, Victoria lowers her arms, her belly bulge partially hiding again.

Partially...

"OKAY! The next song I am going to sing for you is really close to my heart. Like all of yours, it's my favorite too." She says as the band starts playing the most recognizable single in the entire world.

**** Measures.

Hearing the soft hum of her microphone turn off, Victoria waits for the three beeps in her ear before she opens her mouth and lets it rip!

"Of all the things about you,"

"I cant seem to get through,"

"To your wounded soul..."

"I never could imagine,"

"Just what it was that happened,"

"That made you so cold?"

Starting out the soul searching song with passion reverberating from her twisting body as she clutches the air and brings her hand in as she clenching her fist drawing it to just beside her mouth. Doing a little dip, the seam of her pants completely let go just as she places her hands on either side of her butt and stands up twisting. Like a zip line at high speed, Victoria's super tight and over packed pants rip straight up the back, the tension of the waistband too much to as it too rips in two! Facing stage right, everyone watching bursts out laughing as the backup singers and dancers struggle to maintain their composer and keep on performing too. Continuing to sing as her back faces the audience, she does her sexy hip twirl while showing off her exposed butt!

"Carrying that load,

Ready to explode,

You lash out at me..."

Still cheering and singing along, it's only when the cameras zoom in on Victoria's ass does the silence that immediately overtook the front rows spread to the rest of the stadium. So caught up in her song and her sexy dance, she doesn't even notice that the crowd stopped cheering! Now murmuring and gushing, the 120,000 plus in attendance soon break out into a chorus of giggles and laughter as Victoria continues to do sexy twirls of what is now revealed to be a big foam butt!

"Oh my god, Vicki stuffs her pants!" A girl in the front row calls out as everyone around her starts pointing and laughing.

Still not paying attention, Victoria continues singing as she releases the sides of her ass. The moment her hands leave it, it falls to the ground and bounces off of the floor exposing her shapeless and flat, pale white butt! Doing another turn around as her hands and arms curl ornately up, framing her sexy and slender frame, the front of her pants flop down!

"I'm gonna set you free,"

"Lying here beside you,"

"Knowing what you've gone through..."

Her head turned and tilted towards the sky and her eyes closed, Victoria continues to twirl her hips not realizing that she is now showing off her big and bushy vag along with her flopping, padded out hips! Without the padding, she has no hips at all.

"**** measures call for **** means..."

The moment she sings the chorus, her hands are right by her armpits, still twisting and curling as she transitions to a gentle crotch pump. When she does the big and bushy triangle starts bouncing off of her pelvis!

"HAHAHAHAHA!!!" The crowd roars as one just as Victoria throws her arms high into the air!

Still singing with everything she's got and exuding passion from her face and body, it's only when she feels the lacing of her bustier suddenly come undone and the following caress of chilly air brushing along her now exposed bulging belly fat, does her eyes open wide and her lips stop mouthing the lyrics!

Having been waving his hands the entire time trying to get Victoria's attention the moment her pants first split, Danny slaps his cheeks, his jaw falling when the facade of his hot and big breasted lead singer completely unravels!

Standing there frozen like a statue Victoria looks at the crowd completely in shock! Like a deer in the headlights, she can't even move as the overwhelming laughter from a stadium full of people come at her like a tractor-trailer truck barreling down the interstate. Not only is everyone laughing at her obvious enhancements bending away from her no nothing hips and revealed flat ass, but also when her big and hairy pussy starts to drop. Like a drawbridge, the hairy "V", puffy mound and long, thick lips lowers to reveal an incontinence pad stuck to the back of her fake crotch! Slipping from between her legs, the curved enhancement hits the stage with a soft plop as her real and freshly shaved pussy is exposed! Neither bulging or big, it is a small and uninspiring slit barely visible between her skinny legs. Yet even more shocking than Victoria's fat gut, love handles, fake pussy and scrawny butt and flapping hip pads is her tits! Without the covering of her bustier, those overwhelming swells are revealed to be lacking any nipples whatsoever! Not only that, they still appear to be pushed up as if she is wearing a bra!

"Every waking hour, every wilted flower,"

"**** measures call for **** dreams!"

Josh is so distracted by the sudden exposure of not just a fraudulent singer, but of an actual fraud, he totally forgets to turn off the tape track that is currently belting out Victoria's supposed perfect singing voice!

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!" Victoria finally screams as she slams her arms over her chest and then bends down to pick up her fallen womanhood! When she does, she gives the band who has since stopped playing, a full moon of her pale and scrawny one! Pressing the mound over her crotch, she turns and waddles off the stage. The only reason she can't go at full speed is because her pants are still completely wrapped around her thighs! Stumbling along and pausing to look around in absolute horror, her worst nightmare comes true when the big fake boobs pop from her chest and fall to the ground ending with two, unceremonious plops. "MY TITS!!!" Victoria wails as she reaches into the air exposing her flat chest! Zooming right in the moment she does, the camera focuses right on her utterly flat and featureless chest.

Hell, even her nipples are nothing great... Small as dimes.

"STOP FILMING MEEEEEEEE!" The former hottest woman on earth screams as she gives up on reclaiming her 30H cup bra filling fake boobs and slaps her arm to hide her mosquito bites! Turning this way and that, it is a comical ending when Victoria trips on the now tangled up pants wrapped around her ankles. Toppling ass of tea kettle, her feet fly into the air sending her spiked, platform high heels flying!

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" The crowd roars as Danny runs out past the cameraman who is still focused on the fallen diva. When he does, the big screen TV's on stage fill with the bobbing of his raging hard on!

"Don't ever think I doubt you,"

"Just give me time to get through,"

"So I can be your friend..."

"I'm not here to judge you,"

"Just want a chance to love you,"

"Pull you back from the edge."

"**** measures, **** dreams!"

"I want to love you,"

"I want to feel you loving me!"

"**** measures, **** dreams."

"With the challenges we face in life,"

"I just want to be,"

"Lying here beside you..."

Finishing long after Victoria has hobbled away completely disgraced, Danny is still standing there in complete shock as the lyrics finally end without music and the stadium completely doubled over in laughter!

.......

Sitting up from the floor, Lauren had rolled off the couch when Victoria's entire outfit blew away! "SERVES YOU RIGHT YOU SON OF A BITCH! THAT'S WHAT YOU GET YOU FUCKING 'TARD!!!" Shouting out gleefully, Lauren erupts in gut wrenching laughter all over again as her ultimate dream finally comes true...

Danny getting his just desserts.

From that big slap in the face from a little thing called karma.