Kim chooses to keep working

Kim drew big breaths. She fiddled with her fingers and chewed on her hair. This was it, her first day on the old new job, and she was starting with a bang.

The curtains drew open and she was inundated with flashing lights. The public gasped, some whistled. The cameras rolled. Kim played tug of war with her soul as it did its damnest to escape her body and leave her to her fate. Yep, the vetoed nightmares were as bad as she feared. Worse.

“So it was her kink after all!” a familiar voice yelled in the auditorium.

“What the bloody hell is this?” Said one of the two judges sitting between Kim and the rest of the audience.

Kim opened her mouth, nothing came out. She tried again, the words still eluded her. The third time, however, she pushed thought. “H-h-hi-hi everyone. I’m K-Kim.” She waved pathetically at the stands. “Want I audition. I mean, here I am for singing. S-sorry.” Kim shook her head. “I’m going to sing!”

“Yeah, you and all the other contestants! Where the hell are your clothes?”

“I, kind of lost them on the way here? Hehe, clumsy me.”

“Well Kim, normally we wouldn’t let you sing dressed like that,” commented the female cohost. “But I’m inspired by your bravery. Grab the mic, let the cameras roll, and start the show!” The crowd cheered.

“Right…” The spotlight shone on the woman, reflecting her sweaty skin all over the stage. Kim’s bare feet took timid steps over the wood. The reality of her task, of all the eyes watching, the cameras rolling, it all made her heart race. She had been naked in public before, but she never felt quite so …exposed. In front of that public, she might as well be a tiny, quivering, bunny.

With shaking hands, she grabbed the mic and stared at it. Her legs were crossed and she had one arm folded over her chest and clutching her breast. It didn’t feel enough, not even close.

“Girl, why are you rubbing your chest and smiling like a doofus?”

“I’m a bit embarrassed, that’s all…”

“Well, no kidding. You came to audition in front of thousands of people in your birthday suit. You do realize we are on live TV, right?”

Kim gulped. “Y-yes sir, I’m aware. More than you could ever know.”

“Well, let’s get this nonsense over with. Sing.”

Showtime. Everything slowed to a crawl. This was the big moment, Kim could feel every heartbeat, every bead of sweat rolling down her skin, every flash of light. What song did she have to sing? Oh right…

Kim closed her eyes, smacked her lips, and started. “I like big butts and I cannot lie…”

“…Heh …Kim’s a terrible singer.” Harako mused. She was half-submerged in Kim’s Jacuzzi and watching her friend’s performance on a smart TV. The ghost decided to make the human’s apartment her temporary home for her sabbatical.

Taking a sip out of the juice in the fridge, Harako made herself at home. It’s not like Kim was going to be around her property considering how busy she was going to be. Plus, the ghost did loan her friend the remaining money she needed to buy the second apartment she wanted so much. In that way, Harako was practically a co-owner.

Wow, Kim was right. The Jacuzzi felt downright magical, shame she couldn’t enjoy it. Harako checked the woman’s itinerary. It was packed with errands and deliveries to awful realms. Huh, they made Jira her direct boss. Would the not-fairy bear a grudge? Kim would find out soon enough.

And wow, she sure had a lot of dreams to test. They were probably going to send her back to a lot of earlier nightmares to see if Kim reacted differently by being alone. The experience was sure to be even more interesting for Kim’s if her ongoing audition managed to increase her notoriety in the human world.

Harako shrugged. Kim made her (very stupid) choice and she couldn’t say that the woman didn’t deserve it.

“That was without a doubt the most out of tune singing I’ve heard in all my years on the show.” The TV crackled. Harako could hear the giggles of the audience behind the judge.

Kim winced. She squeezed her fingers and looked to her feet. “O-ok. C-can I go now?”

“Girl, that audition was so bad that it will be the feature on the edit. We have to ask you to sing a couple more times so that we can record all the angles we need for the broadcast. So, pick up the mic and start from the top.”

Kim closed her eyes and emitted a barely audible whine. “…ok.”

To her credit, Kim was owning up to her word. Maybe Harako would go out and lend her a hand from time to time. For the moment, however, it was time to finally relax and have some fun at her expense.