The man smiled as he locked eyes with you, looking excited by your very presence.
"Janice, is this who I think it is?" he asked the woman that was just carrying you.
"Yes, sir, it's a shrink that answered the ad" she responds politely, which was the first time you heard her speak. The businesswoman had been silent the entire trip, refusing to speak with a shrink like you. But it seemed this man didn't share that prejudice as he looked to you.
"Well, I'm glad to hear that! Here at Loverz Entertainment, we pride ourselves in being a cruelty free business. Whether its animals, norms, or shrinks! But we've had trouble finding willing shrinks, even after increasing the offer on our contracts. Apparently, they were all too scared to respond. But not you!"
You sit there, completely stunned for a moment. When Janice took you out of your apartment, you were positive that you were going to end up dead. Probably a smear between two norms going at it on film. But now...this man was saying that they wouldn't treat you like that. As you sat in silence, he pulled out a large piece of paper and set it in front of you.
"This is our contract for you. It's all very simple stuff. You'll be required to star in three films for us, with the filming going on for the next few days. 1000 upon signing, another 1000 each time you finish a film, and the last grand will be put in your bank upon completion of the contract. Before you ask, safety is our top concern. We'll do everything in our power to ensure that you're not harmed during the film. We have staff specifically hired to watch you closely to stop the filming if necessary. If we cause you any major harm, you'll be free from the contract and given the full amount. If those terms are agreeable to you-" he explained, but stopped as you stood up. Grabbing one of the pens that were as big as you, you signed on the dotted line.
"Good pay, respect, and I become a star? Why wouldn't I say yes!" you call out to the man. Sure it was pornography...but this might be the best job you had ever heard of. It was hard to find a workplace that respected your kind.
"Wonderful!" he exclaimed. "Janet, take her to her dressing room. We'll start the first film right away!" he ordered. Janet glared down at you, but scooped you into her hand and left the office. After walking through multiple hallways and doors, you were brought to a room filled with gorgeous naked women. Walking to an empty area, Janet dropped you onto the counter and walked away without saying a word.
When you look around, you saw a miniature chair and desk your size with a star on the back, so you sat in it. There were a few miniature papers on the desk, describing the films you're about to star in. All of them were addressed to you. Someone must have printed them for you while you were driving over.
One is a film with a typical plot. A woman walking down the street finds a shrink (you) and takes her home with her. When they get there, she uses the shrink to masturbate. When you look at the bottom, there's a photo of the norm actress. It's a pretty hispanic woman with an amazing ass.
The next one on the list is a fetish film. In this one, you'll be a pet shrink to a demanding norm owner who dominates her pets. You'll be required to wear a collar and lick her feet while she insults you. Looking at the picture, you notice it's a thick white woman that appears to be in her 40s.
The last film is the only one without pictures of the norm actors. It describes that two lovers will start off by entering a bedroom to have sex. But once they're naked, one of them surprises the other with a shrink. Some sexy stuff happens, and the film ends with you being inserted up an ass.
As you finished reading, you hear the sound of heels clicking towards you. Looking back, you notice a tall, blonde woman dressed fashionably walking towards you.
"Susanne? What are you doing girl?!" she asked in a shocked tone.
"Um...going over the scripts?"
"Well, I hope you read enough, because we need you on set now! Ugh, you're not even in costume!" the woman complains. "Strip darling, I'll get your outfit" she says turning around. "I'm Tasha, by the way! Hair, make up, and all things fabulous!"
When you moved a few papers around, you noticed that on the very bottom was a schedule. It seemed that right now, you were supposed to be ready to shoot...
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