An offer

Taken into yet another building in this forsaken place, Vanessa could only pray that this meeting was a positive. She'd been taken into some sort of showroom, very brown in color. Many different objects, all poop related, were held in glass cabinets or on the walls as a painting. At the far end of the room was a table with four women sat behind it.

Vanessa was slammed into the chair. The woman who kidnapped her made sure to tie the former CEO to the chair. "What is this!? Haven't I been through enough already!?" Vanessa complained, fed up of the entire ordeal. "You sit there, wearing attire suited for our organisation, yet you are not with us!" One of the women toward the right told Vanessa.

The former CEO glanced at the woman and raised her left eyerbrow. "I did not CHOOSE to wear this! It was **** on me!" Vanessa argued. "So they are not your clothes?" Another woman asked. "Well.. yes, they are mine.. but they were completely ruined!! Literally shat on!!" Vanessa yelled, the more she thought about what happened the angrier she grew.

"Look, I was accused of something outrageous that I didn't do and was punished for it, how I look is the result of the fucking idiots mistaking me for a disgusting freak! Now I would gladly like it if you could all let me fucking leave this shit hole, unless you have any suggestions to how the fuck I'm gonna restore myself again!!" Vanessa ranted, unleashing all her anger out into words.

There was a short silence, as all four women processed what Vanessa said. "An offer can be made then." One woman spoke. "What fucking offer? Don't you guys represent everything I'm trying to shut out!?" Vanessa angrily asked. "We do indeed, and we're willing to fix the wrongdoings made to yourself, in exchange for your membership with us!" The woman offered.

Vanessa was outright digusted by the thought of joining a society like this, but if she wanted her beautiful model look and style back she would have take them up on the offer. Denying it would only put her back on the street looking like she does, receiving all the looks and stares and dealing with the clown cops. Vanessa didn't know what option to choose...