Be a jester

Vanessa instantly hit a cold metal chute, as she slid down it. The chute pushed her forward and eventually she landed perfectly onto a chair. The naked woman took a look around, seeing it was a bland and empty room with stone walls and a desk directly opposite her. A woman wearing an all green bodysuit that wrapped around her head sat behind the desk.

She looked at Vanessa and sighed. "What did she send you down here for..?" The woman sighed, clearly she had done this many times before. "Miss Wallace needs entertainment and sent me here." Vanessa answered honestly, cursing internally. "What a surprise." The woman muttered sarcastically. "Fuck it I'm nearly finished here, I'll just make you be a jester that usually satisfies her." The woman told herself and tidied her paperwork.

Vanessa had no idea what this would entail but the thought of being somebody's jester angered her. She was a rich and important CEO of a billion dollar company, not some broke loser who dances for their superior. She didn't have any superiors! Vanessa's mind went crazy, fed up of everything.

The woman put on a pair of glasses and approached Vanessa. "Huh, no eyebrows, interesting.." She remarked, making Vanessa even angrier. "Lady I swear to god if you touch me I'll--"

"I think it's best you don't say anything, to benefit both of us..." The woman interrupted, too tired to deal with bickering. Vanessa instantly stopped talking, unable to say a word. The woman reached into her pocket and pulled out a marker pen. She began drawing over Vanessa's forehead, where her eyebrows used to be.

Vanessa groaned as she felt the pen go above her mouth, she hated to think what was being drawn. The woman seemed satisfied and put her pen away. She then grabbed Vanessa's hair and bunched it up into a messy bun. "I don't even want to know why your hair is wet..." She commented, seeming disgusted by Vanessa's presence.

The woman pulled out the most embarrassing jester hat Vanessa had ever seen. It was a mix of red and green colours, and loud jingly bells dangled from each pointed end of the hat. The woman placed it over Vanessa's head and tied up hair. "Okay that's about it, hope she like it!" The woman told Vanessa and pulled a lever on the wall.

The ceiling suddenly opened up, as the chair rose up. Vanessa was lifted through the ceiling, presumably back to Miss Wallace...