Pop superstar, in her dressing room just after a huge concert

Your FantasyWoman has been outfitted with Britney's classic "schoolgirl" outfit, and will have a look as if she's just finished a major concert performance.

Congratulations! Enjoy your FantasyWoman!

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Truthfully, you don't care much for pop sensation Doe's music, and yet you went through a lot of trouble and expense to obtain not only spitting-distance tickets to her latest show, you actually got your hands on a backstage pass.

Why? Because she makes you horny as hell, that's why.

For two hours you watch her gyrate onstage and sing bad lyrics to cheesy songs, making all those incredibly sexy moves and even feeling herself up from time to time. You imagine your own hands on those beautiful, sweaty tits and sucking on those hot red lips. As the show draws to a close, you make use of your pass to get backstage and watch her from a whole new angle as she begs you to "Do me baby, one more time!"

But this isn't really the show you came for.

Although the security guards are huge men with eyes like hawks, you manage to slip past them due to your foresight in determining exactly what the Staff uniform looked like, and obtaining one in advance. You also took pains to learn the layout of the concert hall and just where the largest dressing room was, the one that Doe is undoubtably using. There's an additional guard at that door, of course, but you have a plan for him as well.

Moments later, the security guard is still standing in his place outside the door, but he has a newly-installed hook in the wall holding him up and the little red flower of a tranquizer dart in his backside. As the crowd cheers for Doe's final number and you hear her thanking them all in her adorably sexy voice, you slip unnoticed into her dressing room.

The room is well-decorated and furnished to Doe's exacting standards, with shag carpet and dishes of pillow-shaped mints. You notice that the closet is stocked with the outfits that she's known for almost wearing: cheerleader uniforms, silk teddies, a couple of extra schoolgirl outfits, and lots of spandex. There's also a large leather sofa, and you see that you can easily hide behind that.

You don't wait long before you can hear the crowd coming down the hallway. The door swings open as Doe arrives, blowing kisses to her fans and calling out to them, "Thank you! You guys are great! Thanks so much!" You can't believe you're this close to her! After waving and smiling at the crowd for a few minutes, she finally gets the door closed.

"Whew!" she sighs, slumping her shoulders and leaning against the door. "I am so fucking whipped! Definitely need a little pick-me-up."

Stretching her arms over her head, Doe wanders over to her makeup chair and flops into it, snatching a Blaster Cola off the counter and chugging it straight down. You drink in the sight of her, all alone (or so she thinks), totally unself-conscious, her smooth alabaster skin glistening with perspiration and body glitter, her hair wild from dancing. Her nipples stand out against her tight shirt and as she takes her little schoolgirl sweater off, you see that it's practically soaking wet with her own sweat. Obviously uncomfortable, Doe switches on a small fan on the counter and lets it blow over her front, making her nipples stand out even more. She leans back and closes her eyes, a smile on her face as she enjoys the cool, invigorating breeze.

It may be your imagination, but it looks like she may be sneaking a hand into her skirt...