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Chapter 12 by SimpleWriter SimpleWriter

What is the result?

She's now the top supermodel in the world.

"Yes, that's great! Now look at the camera like you want to have sex with it!"

Anna looked up and saw a man taking pictures of her. Then she looked back down and saw that she was wearing an extremely elegant, sexy black dress. It showed so much cleavage that it almost exposed the areolas of Anna's small breasts. She threw her arms up over her chest.

"Oh, yes!" said the photographer. "I love the shy look! Give me more!"

Anna glanced around and saw lights, elaborate backdrops, and people standing around watching her. She figured out that she was in a photo shoot.

Clearly she had been wrong about the app not changing her own life.

"Stop! Stop please!"

"Yes, of course," said a woman in a suit. "That's enough for today. Philip, thank you, you did a great job as always."

"Of course," said the photographer. "I am always excited to work with the incredible Miss Mei!" He turned back towards Anna. "Perhaps I could even buy you that drink I mentioned earlier? The place downstairs serves the best red-"

"No, sorry, she's very busy today," said another assistant as he brought Anna a bottle of water. "Do you need anything else, Miss Mei?"

"Um, my phone?"

Yet another assistant pulled out her phone and handed it to her so fast, it was like it appeared out of nowhere.

Anna's entourage of at least six people hurried her down a hall and to a changing room. Anna vaguely heard them describing her next appointment for the day, something about a diet soda commercial. She focused on looking up her new life on her phone as they removed the heavy make-up from the shoot.

According to the internet, she was a model. A super model! Possibly the most famous model in the world! She'd been awarded prizes for being the sexiest woman alive several times, gotten her picture on a massive number of magazine covers, and had huge contracts with cosmetics and clothing companies. She was rich!

"-and then at 7 o'clock, you have your date."

"Date?" asked Anna, finally noticing what her primary assistant was saying. "Who do I have a date with?"

Who is it?

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