land on Tranta, making your way to the audition

Landing at a spacedock on another world is reflex for you at this point. Making your way to Curza's mighty compound is no issue, it towers out over the horizon like it tears the sky into two. You quickly find yourself in a line with a myriad of other dancers, all wearing bright, beautiful, and revealing fabrics. However, you can't help but comparing your outfit to theirs. Apparently, you thought this role might be a little sluttier than everyone else.

When it's your turn to audition, you step up on the stage and the music begins. You twirl and fly with the music, letting your scarves soar through the air like you'd practiced in the days leading up to this. You look out into the empty auditorium, to see only a few faces watching you. Among them, a powerful, tall lady. You suppress a gasp.

It's Corza. You didn't expect her to attend this personally.

You notice her species... you've seen them before in certain contexts. One thing you remember about this species is that while the males have one phallus, the women actually have two. You're not sure why you know this, but you try to focus on the task at hand.

You finish your dance, and hear clapping from the minimal audience. Both pairs of Corza's hands applaud you.

"Well done, pretty thing," she says with a wry smile. "You're a stunner, that's for sure, but you're dancing could use a little improvement. Mind if I show you a thing or two?"

Her smirk is suggestive, and you have a feeling you know where this is going. You find it hard to refuse.