Filming Hero of my storm

D.va had always wanted to be in a movie. It hadn't been her goal as a young girl of course, gaming having taken her fancy at a young age and her excellence in Starcraft and entry into competitive had turned her into a household name in Korea, and her deployment into the south Korean military as a Mecha pilot had certainly taken up most of her time before the age of 18, and then she had joined overwatch. A busy life for certain, but not one that didn't have some spare time, the world for the most part in peace.

So when a scout from hollywood had approached D.va with a part to play in the latest movie "Hero of my storm", D.va had accepted it quite eagerly. There had been quite a few reasons behind it. Firstly she was a huge fan of the actor Robert Greenways, a thirty eight year old actor who had been a hearthrob in his youth and was maturing quite nicely. D.va was guilty of masturbating to thoughts of him in her teenage years so working with him was a big deal. Then there was Thespian 4.0, two time winner of the robot oscars for his roles in movies such as "Citizen K1" or "Software soft heart", a tragic story of where sentience begins and stops. With two such huge leads D.va had been thrilled to read that she was actually sharing as large a part as them in this movie and wasn't going to be swamped into the background as a minor character. Instead she was going to play a climate scientist that was going to have to deal with robot beauracracy, corrupt politicians and her love hate relationship with Dr Zimmrich, Greenways doctor who the sexual tension would be ripe with for most of the movie. Getting up close and personal with such a star was such an exciting prospect.

There was only one problem D.va had realised after signing the contract. She had been busy getting prepared for a gaming tournament that day and had only skimmed the story lightly, getting bored in the pedantics. What she hadn't realised was she would be getting up close and personal with Greenway far more than even she had anticipated... like lying on him naked kind of close. As she sat in the dressing room backstage on set in hollywood getting dolled up she had to question how she had missed such an important plot point, but that was only the first of the major plot points she had missed. D.va didn't hate the concept of a sex scene, but the gratuitous nudity this movie was going to have however went beyond that, particularly a scene she was particularly dreading.

Reading the script she could only sigh as she looked at it. "Ms Song is seen taking off her dress and unclipping her bra, undoing her strings on her G-string and then stepping into the shower at the start of the scene, scrubbing herself down with shampoo and singing" she read with annoyance, skipping over the part where the scene changed to show the earthquake that was starting to shake the city this movie would be set in. "Ms Song will flee her building to a safe point, grabbing her towel and wrapping it around herself before leaving the bathroom and sprinting out of the hallway and down the building to her nearest evacuation point" she read with dread.

"As she leaves the building however her towel gets caught on the emergency door and she is disrobed cleanly before the rest of her buildings occupants, our camera will record firstly a background view from Ms Song's ass to the faces of her fellow occupants, mainly young men and women with a few older couples before we will have a full frontal view of her up close, avoiding showing Ms Songs vagina but getting a full view of her hair down to the top of her pelvis as she will then cover her breasts and nether regions and walk to the assembly point where she will be offered a coat" D.va read in disgust, feeling ashamed as she read through the whole scenario again. "This is some serious fetishist nonsense" she thought with embarassment as she sighed. "I thought I'd be playing a strong female character, but this is like something from decades ago where women were just a pair of tits on screen" she complained as she sat in the dressing room waiting for her scenes.

She had done a lot of the plot heavy scenes that needed her to do more than flash her nubile body around and let the camera soak it in. Nude scenes so late in production were usually easiest for less awkward time to be spent around the rest of the cast for the final few scenes that needed to be filmed, that D.va was at least thankful for as she looked down at the nice black dress she was wearing. "A shower scene? How did I agree to that? And the towel drop... there's no way I can let any of my family even see this movie" she thought as she didn't even want to think about the scene where she would flash a politician her tits in a public bar in order to get his attention and support for an evacuation of the city.

"I mightn't have thought this whole thing through" she realised as she sighed. Overwatch had at least been supportive of the whole thing when she had asked should she pull out of the movie. But good relations with the public, such as having your pretty young recruit strutting her stuff on the big screen had been seen as the best propaganda route the organisation had been able to come up with since the pharah mercy swimsuit shoot that had maybe gone a little bit too far in suggesting Fareeha and Angela were a thing together. Angela had done most of the work there to be honest, pharah strutting in a burkini not exactly a thing most people wanted to see compared to the teeny bikini Angela had been rocking.

This is good for overwatches support, it makes us look less haughty, as if I'm just another starting actress who needs to do a bit of nude work to try and latch into the industry" D.va tried to assure herself nervously and flushedly as she wondered had she chosen a nice pair of underwear to put on today. The director had told her to be natural and wear something she thought made her look nice rather than something she felt wasn't her. D.va would've loved to tell him pantyless was her way, that when wearing skin tight spandex an ass crack actually felt more natural to have on display than a panty line and the padding at her front made her labia not protrude out to highlight she was one spandex tear from showing her pussy to the world. Unfortunately she was sure the director wanted to tease the audience a bit, to have her physically untie the strings on both sides of her pelvis and let the thong she would wear drop to the ground, same with wearing a bra.

"As if I've ever worn a bra" D.va thought with annoyance, feeling her small chest that was about as developed as a fourteen year olds. "This is going to look ridiculous" she thought as she looked down her dress neck at the pink bra and G-string she was wearing, especially the A-cup bra that may as well have just been called a "well you needed something to match the panties flat bitch!" she thought with annoyance as she sat in the tent waiting for her time to come to the stage, which eventually it did as one of the assistants came to her caravan dressing room and D.va answered the doorway.

"You're wanted on stage B" the assistant stated as D.va nodded and was heading away as the assistant, a female only a few years older than D.va called out "you look really pretty" to D.va as D.va frowned. "Of course I do, I'm lathered in make up right now" she thought a little bit annoyed, normally only using a small bit of moisturiser and lip balm to keep her face from drying up. Eye liner, red lipstick, skin whitener, her hair straightened and made to practically shine... right there and then D.va felt less like herself than ever. "At least the shower will wash all this crap off" she thought with annoyance as she entered the warehouse holding the second stage as she entered to see the director looking around.

"Ah Ms Song, there you are!" he stated happily as D.va came over to him. "Are we ready to film?" she asked as he nodded. "Yes, if all goes well we should get these final few scenes done by the end of the day and you can take your paycheck, give us a few months to get this thing edited down and then you can come to the premiere and meet all the stars" he stated as D.va smiled. "That sounds nice" she stated unenthusiastically, meeting a bunch of celebrities who were all going to be about to witness or having witnessed her breasts and ass on the big screen not exactly something she was going to consider a highlight of her life.

"Alright, so I head over to the entrance to the room and wait for you to say action, then come in and take off my clothes before stepping into the shower?" she confirmed as he nodded. "Make sure you do it at just about a normal speed, your character is in a good mood, so take off your dress playfully" he stated as D.va nodded. "Oh okay, I suppose I can do that" she agreed as she headed behind the wall of the constructed fake room, open on two sides with her shower in the corner of them. For about a minute she had to wait for things to be in order, for the lighting to be ready, and then she heard the word "action" and knew it was time to start the single most embarassing incident of her life, trying to remind herself that this was just a movie, an attempt at art and then walked into the set.

"Halt!" the directors voice rang out as D.va looked at him, her torturous day only about to being.