The next morning...

The next morning May Parker had woken early to get a head’s start on her interview, stepping out of her room in just a red thong, panties and matching blouse while scratching the tangles out of her long wavy red hair on her way to the shower. Seeing Peter step out of his room looking haggard, staggering to the bathroom himself, she blew her nephew a kiss before locking the bathroom door behind him.

"Sorry Petey, but I need to get freshened up for my new modelling career… Can’t keep those horny oglers waiting now can I?"

Hearing her nephew wretch out a cough May turned on the shower and basked in the warmth and relaxing water. Three caps worth of the new X-Hot-Ic had given her the youth and vitality she always wanted, heck it made her into a BOMBSHELL! Even when she was in her early twenties she was never this gorgeous or endowed, it gave her a kind of thrill to know that she was turning heads everywhere she went… And the sex was a nice bonus too.

After getting dressed and making a quick breakfast May stepped out in a blue t-shirt with high midriff and matching jeans, a smirk on her rosy lips at the reaction her new agent will get with her.

*

By the time she found the agency and sat down in the waiting room, May started to have doubts, all around her were young women that looked as beautiful as she did, some even more so. Seeing one girl leaving the office with tears in her eyes gave May a sense of dread, the girl looked flat out gorgeous and yet it still wasn’t enough. "How did MJ ever get in against this kind of competition?!"

Feeling nervous she looked down at her purse, the bottle of X-Hot-Ic still on hand just as she closed up her bag and stepped out of her chair to go to the ladies room. Making sure she was alone she pulled the blue bottle out and unscrewed the cap, filling it over and raising it to her pert lips. As soon as the spicy flavour went down, May moaned gripping the basin of the sink. She was starting to like this sensation, almost like the rush of an elevator going down and the rest of you catching up with it.

Body fat slowly began to fade, being replaced with firm muscle that gave May an athletic build, her height actually increasing to make her leggier. A tightness in her waist made her look down to see her jeans travel down to give room to wider hips and a tight round tush that turned her pants into low riders. Seconds later her view became obscured by her rising bust, her former oranges swelling into ripe grapefruits that made her tight t-shirt all the more tighter.

Looking up at her reflection when the rush died down the vibrant 20 something red head in the mirror smirked back at May Parker, with high cheekbones, luscious lips and a mane of red hair that went all the way down to her belt line, she stepped out just as her name was called.

"May Parker? Is there a May Parker present?"

Stepping through the door she tucked the bottle back into her purse, smiling back at the gawking stares directed at her face and chest as she sauntered over to the office door. "Present! And honey am I gift wrapped." By the time she took her seat in front of the agent’s table with three judges, May smirked when two of them whistled in surprise.

"So… Uhm… Mrs. Parker?"

Leaning back in her chair, tossing her hair and crossing her longs legs to give off a show the three men (and even the secretary) were ogling every inch of her looks as she sized up her would be agency. "MISS Parker handsome, I’m single…"