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"The ocean breeze feels fantastic!" Kevin closed his eyes and brushed back his hair.
"Glad you like it here Aubrey," Bello said. "And I say, you are looking more beautiful than your photos."
Kevin blushed. "Thank you Mr. Bello, it means a lot to hear it from you in person. You're looking handsome yourself."
"No need for complements, and please call me Tory," he took Kevin by the hand. "Now I believe I was going to show you around town before our big shoot tomorrow."
"Yes please," Kevin smiled, "I've never been to New York before. I'm as happy as a boy on his first date. Uh, I mean a girl on her first date."
Kevin had been working with the Bello Modeling Agency in a satellite location for some time now. The job was fantastic, from the work culture to the pay and the benefits. After being thrown into the world of modeling after the Pool Incident Kevin was terrified of becoming Aubrey at first. It didn't help that he heard from some of her other modeling friends that sexism and abuse from the male managers and photographers was rampant within the industry. Bello Modeling was considered a godsend to the models, but getting in was hard.
At Bello the models come first, and everything else was second. The models are what sold the product, they weren't just fancy mannequins to dress up. And the slightest hint of sexism or misogyny from an employee wouldn't be tolerated. Positive body image was another thing they supported, if a model put on a few pounds then that was fine, as long as she wore the clothing confidently and took pride in her body, she could keep on working.
Kevin felt Aubrey's friends envy the moment he got the offer. They were more astounded by the job offer than he was, he didn't care that the letter had Bello's signature on it. He was just happy he didn't have to keep on being an "Instagram whore" as he called it. All her advertisers would pay him only based on impressions, so he constantly had to be putting content up and go on photo shoots with Chad. On top of it all he had to deal with the barrage of dick picks in his inbox. Once Kevin lost Chad he was thrown into a loop and couldn't support himself 100% just on Instagram posts alone, fortunately the Bello offer came in a few weeks later.
What surprised Kevin the most about the offer wasn't the money or the prestigious company name, but that the reason why he was chosen as a model was for his work. The photos they cited in the letter that made Bello decide he wanted Kevin on board were photos he took, not the Aubrey before him, not even ones Chad took, they were straight up photos he did with his own two hands. He had no idea he was such a natural model.
A few months after working at the satellite location Bello personally called up Kevin and invited him to their headquarters in New York City. Bello wanted to personally know each of his "Beauties" as he called them, and Kevin immediately took the offer.
"So when do I get to meet the other Beauties?" Kevin asked.
"Tomorrow at the shoot. Is there any Beauty you're most eager to meet?" Bello asked.
"Hmm, I really want to meet Bianca, she's so pretty! Oh, and Tiffany I hear is fantastic as well, the way she holds her self is so strong and inspiring. And I hear Jamie is just hilarious to be around."
"You'll meet them all my sweet Aubrey," Bello smiled, his hands still firmly grasping Kevin's. At that moment Kevin felt a deeper connection between him and the modeling mongol, like Mr. Bello knew where Kevin was coming from and appreciated him less for the beauty of Aubrey, and more for the person he really was. Maybe Mr. Bello had a secret like Kevin's too, at this point he was wiling to believe anything was possible.
And off they went to hit the town and later the photo shoot.
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Sunday, September 17, 2017
Sunday, September 10, 2017
Whoa... Part 3
"Let's look at the beautiful face," Chad said. Kevin looked directly at the camera and grabbed the ribbon on his hat. "Perfect as usual Aubrey!"
"Are we through yet?" Kevin asked, "I'm getting hungry."
"We're through whenever you want to be babe," Chad reached his hand out to help Kevin up. Kevin refused.
"I can get myself up," Kevin stood up and wipped the sand off his legs. "Ugh, I hate the beach."
"What's gotten into you babe? You used to love the beach. You know, you've been acting really strange ever since that teenager assaulted you at the pool. It's like I don't even know you anymore. Is everything alright? Is there something on your mine?"
"It's fine, I'm just on my period," Kevin lied. "Now can we get going?"
"Either you're lying to me or your body's fucked because you told me you were on your period last week too. You know what, I'm through with this. I put up with your strange behavior for two months now, because I kept on telling myself that 'Maybe she's just traumatized from the pool indecent,' but obviously not."
"Wait Chad, I didn't mean it." Kevin felt his lifeline slip away.
"No, I'm not hearing it again. I'm leaving," Chad turned his back to Kevin.
"How am I supposed to get home?"
"Take an Uber," Chad walked off, "I need to think."
"Fuck!" Kevin said, "God fucking dammit!" He threw his hat on the ground and stomped it into the sand.
Sunday, September 3, 2017
Whoa....
"Whoa...." Kevin said staring down at his new cleavage while pulling himself out of the pool. "This is unreal. Alright, keep it together Kevin don't make a scene." He sat himself down on the pool's edge and looked around for his old body. It didn't take long when a loud squeaky teenage voice shouted. "What the fuck????" All the away across the pool.
Kevin sighed and felt the weight of his new chest sink, "so much for not making a scene."
"You!" His old body pointed across the pool, "what the fuck did you do?"
"Watch your language young man, there are children here," a lifeguard shouted towards his old body.
"Shut up," his old body retaliated, "this is between me and him." She pointed towards her old body and dashed around the pool.
A whistle rang in the air, "no running!" the lifeguard said, "that's two strikes against you, one more and you'll be kicked out."
Kevin was still trying to re-corporate himself, this woman who was obviously older than him was acting more childish than he was. He began wondering what he was going to say to her, because he honestly was just as confused as she was.
"What did you do?" His old body said, no demanded him to answer.
"I have no idea what happened," Kevin said, "I am just as confused as you are."
"You liar!" She said, "You're probably some perverted-ass teenager who never touched a woman before so you just fucking took my body. Give it back!" She grabbed Kevin by the neck. A deafening whistle rang through the air. "Give me back my body you fucking pervert!!!"
Kevin had no idea his old fingers were so strong, the world started fading to black. Suddenly he felt a force yank him away from his old body and a rush of air flow into is lungs. He was on his back, his old body restrained by the lifeguard towering above him.
The lifeguard dragged his old body away who was shouting profanities towards him. Kevin sat himself up and felt somebody drape a towel around his shoulder. He looked behind him and saw a young man.
"Are you okay babe?" He said.
"Yeah, I think so." Kevin was still trembling.
"What the hell just happened?" The man asked sitting next to Kevin and wrapping his arm around his shoulder.
Kevin took another look as his new breasts, and looked back at the man. "I have no fucking idea what the hell is happening."
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