Total sex

"I want you to be my total, slobbering, sex ****."

"What?" Cindy puts her hands on her hips indignantly. "No way!"

"Are you sure?" you ask. "Think about it for a second. You'll be the biggest singer in the world. Hell, I'll make you the biggest star ever."

She hesitates. "Really?"

"You're gonna be huge. Every girl in this school with have a poster of you in her room. Every guy will have a pic of you in his bathroom for private time."

That gets a laugh from Cindy. "Well... I guess by the time my career is over I won't really care anymore anyway. I mean, by then I'll be all old and stuff." She moves close to you, clearly very excited. "The crowd will love me?"

"They'll do anything for you."

Cindy grabs the contract from your hand and slams it onto the desk. She snatches up a pen and signs hastily, without reading a word of the contract. Then she holds it up for your approval with a big grin on her pretty Asian face.

You snap your fingers.

Cindy is back on stage in her revealing outfit while you watch her from a balcony. The crowd cheers wildly, begging her to start. She looks over the huge arena full of adoring fans. She adjusts her microphone headset and starts singing.

She's terrific. Song after song is impossibly good. Her salacious dancing drives the guys in the audience crazy. Their girlfriends would be mad, but they're too enthralled by her music to notice. You see more than a few people in tears.

You watch Cindy's dancing and her skimpy costume. She's quite good at showing off her hot body.