You’re Excited

“Doing a promo would be so cool.”

Porschia’s fingers dance on her phone.

“The crew will be her in twenty minutes. I’m thinking of doing a short intro as you burst out of the water. Sort of a metaphor for you bursting onto the scene.”

“Sounds awesome.”

You grab a towel to wait for her crew. You don’t have to wait long. A middle aged man with blonde hair in a pony tail struts in. He is in a white suit with a canary yellow shirt.

“Gracie, this is Sandy. Sandy, Gracie.”

“Nice to meet you, Gracie.” He lisps.

“Sandy will be doing your makeup.”

“Just give me a moment to set up.”

As Sandy sets up, men with cameras begin to set up with Porschia’s instructions.

“There have a seat.”

You sit down in a black chair. Porschia comes over.

“Gracie, just close your eyes and let Sandy work his magic.”

You take her advice. You feel him gently applying a variety of makeup. With your eyes closed, it is oddly relaxing.

“All set, darling.”

You open your eyes and look into the mirror Sandy is holding in front of you.

At first you don’t even recognize yourself. As you realize the hot girl in the mirror is you, your shiny, pitch black, lips curl into a grin.

One of the men shouts. “Time to get in the water, Gracie.”

You slide in, feeling so sexy.

“Now duck under the water, come up and say hello.”

You duck under the water, you burst through the surface, flip your hair teasingly.

“Hello boys, are you ready for me?” You say sexily.”

Porschia, looking at the camera, starts clapping with girlish glee.

“That was perfect! One take and you’ll net me another half million followers, sis!”

You grin at her. “I can’t wait for my real debut.”

“Already working on it.”

You glance at the clock and realize it’s late.

Porschia begins letting the crew go. She looks over at you. “Go get some sleep, you still have work.”

You saunter out. You reach your room and slide out of your pretty bathing suit. You head into the bathroom gloriously naked. Looking at your reflection, you swear your makeup makes you look thinner and bustier. You don’t really want to take it off.

With a sigh you begin to go to work with makeup wipes. When you finish, normal Gracie stares back at you.

You hop into bed. You are looking forward to coffee tomorrow with Moon…