The Audition

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Jeremy Johnson puttered around his “studio” trying to make things look presentable. Although calling it a studio was generous. It was a dank and dingy room on the first floor of a cement block building in the warehouse district, furnished with just a desk and chair, a rug on one side of the room with a sofa and a few small tables and shelves here and there. And of course the video camera and lighting equipment he had set up.

Jeremy wasn’t much more to look at himself, a sleazy looking guy, mid-40s, average height maybe 5’11” with a slight paunch belly. His dark hair was slicked back and his pocked face was not helped by a thin dark moustache. He fancied himself to be attractive although he really wasn’t.

He was waiting for the latest girl who had responded to his ad to show up. He hoped she was as sexy as she sounded on the phone. Although he had done this many times, it was always a thrill when a new girl fell for his little scam. His ads in the newspaper were small but always seemed to get a response. What young girl couldn’t resist, “Do you want to be a Pop Star? Call 555-1010.” They all wanted to be the next diva.

He turned on the humidifier that also pumped jasmine scented pheromones into the air. It never failed to make the women relax and then start feeling aroused. He looked at his watch. 2:00. Any minute now, he thought.

Right on time, the tinny doorbell rang. He pressed a button starting up the hidden camera, sprayed breath freshener in his mouth and checked his hair in the mirror, then went to answer the door.

Name: Annie Jones
Age: 19
Hair: Red, wavy, shoulder-length
Eyes: Green
Height: 5'3''
Weight: 108lbs
Measurements: 34C-22-35

Annie had almost given up hope.

She had moved to California as soon as she turned 18, hoping to strike big – being the next huge star, being famous, all that. She knew she could sing, she knew she could dance, she knew she had the looks. So what could possibly go wrong?

Well, apparently, there were about a million other girls just like her with the exact same dream. And it really wasn’t that easy to beat a million others in an audition where only one of them got the spot. Annie would know, she had gone through a lot of those by now.

So, instead, Annie was waiting tables at a café, training her singing by night, looking for auditions, attending auditions, failing, and going back to her café. This same pattern repeated itself for the last year and a half. And Annie was just about to give up hope and move back to her parents.

Then she spotted the ad. It was a small ad, nothing fancy, and certainly nothing expensive. But it was another chance. Maybe her last one. And if Annie had learned anything from her experiences so far, it was that no opportunity was too small to reach for. So, Annie called and got an appointment for an audition.

The place certainly looked shady, but Annie was not one to back down just because of appearances. She was wearing her best audition outfit – a crimson blouse buttoned low enough to show a generous amount of cleavage, and a ripped jean miniskirt short enough to show off her legs. She had spent hours making her hair look the best it could. No way she was going to turn back now.

Annie rang the doorbell, and a middle-aged man opened the door. “Hi, I’m Annie,” she said, giving her best Hollywood smile. “I’m here for the audition?”

When he opened the door, his heart literally skipped a beat. She was even hotter than Jeremy could have imagined, probably the best looking girl who had ever answered one of his ads. As his eyes drank in her cute petite body, he quickly recovered.

“Ah yes, Annie. Hello. Jeremy Johnson, Talent Agent Extraordinaire.” He flashed a big toothy smile. “Come in, my dear, come in,” He waved his arm in invitation.

Annie stepped into the shabby room and looked around frowning a little. Jeremy hustled up beside her, taking her arm at the elbow. “I do apologize for the rather sparse appearance, my dear. My regular studio is being renovated and this was all I could find on short notice,” he lied. He looked her up and down, slowly and lasciviously. “So your want to be a star, do you, Annie?” he smiled. “Well, you’re certainly pretty enough, we just have to see if you’re as talented as you look.” He seemed to be trying to stare down her blouse.

Annie just gave him a wan smile. He took her elbow again and led her over to the plain wooden chair by the plain wooden desk. He pulled some papers out of the top drawer. “So we just need to sign the standard waivers here, I’m sure you know the drill, you are eighteen, aren’t you, dear? Because you do have to be eighteen to do this, you know.” He pushed the papers toward her and gave her another leering smiile, his eyes focused on her nice C-sized breasts. Not too big, not too small, just right, he thought. And that wavy red hair and green eyes were so hot, so many guys liked that, he had no doubt her videos would be big sellers.

If the place wasn’t much, neither was the man greeting her. He looked just as sleazy as the rest of the place, and the way his eyes were wandering to her breasts every other second, he certainly didn’t make a good first impression. This audition obviously wasn’t for a leading part in a major Broadway production.

But Annie had long since abandoned the hopes of striking huge instantly. Any kind of an opportunity would look good in her portfolio, and she really didn’t have the luxury of choosing what to audition for and what not to.

Annie took the papers and signed without giving them much of a look. Instead, she was trying to look as disapproving of his drooling as possible, while showing a grand Hollywood smile at the same time. It was a feat she was surprisingly good at.

“Yes, of course,” she answered his question with a pleasant voice. “I’m nineteen, actually. It’s flattering that you thought I might still be underage.” Well, to be honest, she did look pretty young, and she knew it, but it was never a bad idea to keep up some small talk, while at the same time keeping the subject on herself. All those past auditions had taught her something.

“So, Mr. Johnson, I was wondering – your ad was a bit vague. Exactly what am I auditioning for? Are you working for a record company?”

“Please, honey, it’s Jeremy,” he leered at her. “You’re a very pretty girl, Annie. I’m sure we can make you a big star. Would you like that, you want to be a big star?” It was obviously a rhetorical question as he kept talking.

“Well, it’s like the ad said, it’s about being a Pop Star. You can sing, can’t you?” Annie nodded. “Ok, well, that’s good but it really doesn’t matter,” he laughed. “Cause ya see, being a pop star is all about the look, about looking sexy, it’s all about the sex appeal, see? It’s the video that makes or breaks you, honey, not the audio. Think like Pussycat Dolls, know what I mean?”

Jeremy looked her up and down, studying her. “Now that’s a cute little outfit, not bad really,” he told her. “A little cleavage, nice legs.” He stared at her legs a moment. “*Very* nice legs actually,” he grinned at her. “Yeah, well, anyway, you could probably get away with that look later, after you got them hooked. But you need to start with something sexier, something hotter.”

He took her arm and led her across the room to a door that opened into another small room. There were a couple of those rolling racks with some clothes hanging on them, which all looked quite skimpy and revealing, bordering on trashy. “Now I got a few things here that might work. Pick out one you like, you can change in here, then we’ll see how you look on the video, ok? I’ll just be right out here.”

Jeremy left her alone and went back to his desk in the main room. There was a small monitor on his desk and he switched it to the feed from the dressing room so he could watch her change. God she’s hot, he thought, as he watched her push the clothes back and forth on the rack and frown. Yeah, this is gonna be fun.

Annie felt a little uneasy when he shamelessly checked her out and commented on her looks. A slight blush appeared on her cheeks when he mentioned her cleavage and legs. It was nice to be complimented, of course, but Annie wasn’t used to such direct talk. Well, this was probably what most of the people in all her auditions had thought, too – Jeremy just said it out loud.

She was a bit flustered when he took her to the little back room and told her to change. Yeah, obviously she wasn’t going to perform in a concert in her current outfit, but wasn’t it a bit much to have her change just for an audition? Maybe he was going to show the film he was talking about to other people before they’d make their choice… yeah, that had to be it.

Annie locked the door behind Jeremy and shuffled a bit through the outfits. They certainly were a mixed lot, and some of them were little more than overly decorated bikini. Is someone supposed to actually wear some of these things? she thought to herself, more amused than offended.

She shouldn’t take too long, she didn’t want Jeremy to get impatient waiting for her. But she soon realized that most of the outfits were so skimpy she would never imagine wearing them. Some covered almost none of her skin; some looked so thin they’d break if she even touched them; and there were a set of pants that actually left her whole buttocks completely bare.

Getting a little desperate, she finally found something she actually liked. It was a skimpy little thing, of course - a one-piece dress, made of some kind of artificial leather and decorated with all kinds of frilly things and feathers. It vaguely resembled some kind of a Native American dress, except that it certainly didn’t look like one. Annie thought the dress actually looked kind of fun. The only problem was, it also looked a bit small. Glancing at a clock on the wall, she realized she should hurry, and decided she’d have to fit in that dress no matter what. It was either that or wearing one of the bikinis.

Annie quickly stepped out of her shoes and took off her skirt and blouse to reveal a silky black bra and a matching thong. Dressed in just her underwear, she carefully took her own clothes and folded them neatly on a nearby bench. Then she grabbed the leather dress and started to force her way into it. It was certainly a size of two too small for her, but with effort, she managed to put it on.

Annie walked to a large mirror on the wall and took a good look at herself. The dress clung tightly on every inch of her body like a second skin, showing off her figure without leaving much to the imagination. Not only that, but the hemline was a good eight inches too high for her liking. If she did as much as to just lift a leg a little bit, her thong was clearly visible. But it didn’t feel too uncomfortable, and she had to admit, it looked quite good on her. It was a good thing she had the figure to wear something like this.

There was just one more thing not quite right with the outfit, and that was the amount of cleavage she would show in the dress. Her black bra struck out too greatly from underneath the dress. Annie hesitated - the dress was so tight there was a real chance a breast might actually pop out of it – but she decided that if she was going to wear the dress, she might as well wear it properly. Annie pulled down the dress and took off her bra. Standing topless for a brief while, she folded the bra next to the rest of her clothes, before pulling the dress back up. Her breast certainly didn’t need the support of the bra while wearing the tight dress, but she had to spend a little while making sure that her nipples were carefully covered by the leather.

Annie took a final check to see if her hair was still fine (it was) and rolled around the mirror, making sure it looked all right. Happy with what she saw, she then opened the door and went back to the studio. “Sorry if I took too long,” she called out with a smile. “How do I look?”

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OOC: The dress I had in mind, please ignore the face and hair color

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Jeremy grinned as he watched the monitor, quite certain that Annie didn’t realize she was on camera. She obviously wasn’t totally naïve but she also didn’t seem to be the type to suspect what was really going on. But Jeremy knew what made his videos so popular was not the fact that he always found pretty girls – everybody had pretty girls. No, the appeal of his porn was watching the transformation as an innocent young girl walks in off the street and becomes a total slut begging for cock by the end of the movie.

He watched as Annie carefully took off her skirt and blouse, pleasantly surprised at her sexy black lingerie. He chuckled to himself as she was so fastidious about folding her clothes. Watching her wiggle her hot body to get into the tight dress got him excited and he started stroking his rapidly growing cock inside his pants. The dress looked great on her as he watched her check herself out in the mirror. Then he had to reach down and take his cock out of his pants and stroke it when she took off her bra and stood there topless and he saw what great tits she had, very firm and perky.

He barely managed to get himself zipped up as she came out of the dressing room. “You look terrific, Annie,” he grinned, and he wasn’t lying. She looked totally hot in that skintight number that barely covered her round ass and threatened to expose her boobs at any moment. Which he knew she would before too long. He got up from behind the desk and walked around her, looking her over like he was evaluating livestock. “Oh yeah, terrific doesn’t cover it, girl. You look totally hot. That dress fits you like a glove, doesn’t it?” He couldn’t resist as he reached out and put a hand on her hip then let it slip down and quickly brush her smooth butt.

“Yep, your audience will eat you up, sweetie,” he assured her as he stared at the soft round tops of her half-exposed boobs. “What do you think? You like it? How does it feel? Walk around in it a little to get comfortable how it feels when you move.” Annie took a few hesitant steps, not sure exactly where to go.

“Here, honey. Walk over here to the rug. This will be like your stage for now, ok? Remember we’re going for sex appeal here. That’s what the people want these days. You want the men to drool over you and all the women to wish they could be you. It’s all about sex these days, honey, that’s just the way it is. Now just strut around a little, act sexy, I’ll put on some music you can move to.”

Jeremy went over to a table that had an iPod and speakers and turned on a song. It was the Pussycat Dolls singing “Don’t Cha”.

Don’t cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me?
Don’t cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me?​

While he was there he also checked the humidifier which was pumping out his secret pheromones. Yep, all in order, she should start to feel the effects soon, he smiled to himself Then he walked back over and sat down on the sofa in front of her. “Ok, sweetie, move to the music, sell yourself to me, honey.”

Annie blushed softly as Jeremy circled around her, shamelessly staring at her body. Annie was very conscious of the way the skimpy little dress was showing off her body. She flinched when she felt Jeremy’s hand touch her hip and slide down, feeling the skin of her buttocks. Annie opened her mouth to protest, but Jeremy was already telling her to move around a bit.

It was all about sex appeal, he told her. Well, it was certainly true, and Annie had to admit to herself that she had already kind of agreed to that when she put on the dress she was wearing. If this was her route to stardom, then so be it.

Jeremy turned on some music – Pussycat Dolls, I hate that, she thought bitterly – and Annie realized that the true audition had begun. She tried to give him her best seductive smile as she swinged her hips along to the music. She didn’t dare move around too much, afraid that her way too short skirt would give up more than she liked (as it obviously would).

A strange yet nice smell was filling the air. Slowly, Annie realized she felt strangely more relaxed. Annie figured she was just getting used to the situation and kept on softly dancing to the music. She looked at Jeremy in the eye and could see his eyes fixed on her. Annie bit her finger and turned her head away, looking extremely cute in her mock embarrassed pose.

“Oh yeah, that’s nice, very cute,” Jeremy encouraged her, particularly pleased with her 'embarrassed' pose. “Yeah, I think you’re getting the idea, Annie. Act innocent but keep teasing them, that’s right. Swing that pretty round ass for them a little, bend over slightly and tease them, make them think your dress might just come right up. Oh yeah.” He smiled as he could see Annie becoming more relaxed and comfortable with her situation, starting to follow his direction without question or hesitation.

“Very good, very nice, you’re definitely hot, honey,” he kept up his encouraging prattle in a singsong voice that blended with the heavy beat of the music. His voice and the music and the fragrance all combining to have a mesmerizing effect on the young 'talent.'

“Now lean forward and show off that cleavage, Annie. Your tits are just perfect, honey, use them to your advantage. Let them try to peek down your dress, we’ll zoom the camera in here, you want them to think that they just might pop out at any minute, see?” He grinned as Annie leaned forward right in front of him and it looked like her boobs might in fact actually fall out.

“Ok, now I guess you need a mike so people will think you’re actually singing,” Jeremy continued. He got up and went over to the table and came back with a wireless microphone that he handed to Annie. This microphone was extremely phallic looking, with the head not being a round ball or squared off circle like most mikes, but more like a mushroom shaped head that was very suggestive.

“Here you go, now hold that up like you’re singing into it, maybe get real close like you’re breathing heavy into it, maybe kiss it, act like you’re making love to it,” he suggested with a leering smile. He sat back down on the couch and watched her some more as she tried to do what he said.

“Now pull your dress up a little, show some more leg,” he directed her. “Now kinda bend forward a little and take a big deep breath like you’re about to belt out a song and let one of your nipples pop out then act surprised and cover it back up real quick. You know, sort of like a Janet Jackson thing.”

He waited to see if she would do as he said or not, it would be a good sign that she was falling into the trancelike state he needed. He knew if she went along with him now it wouldn’t be long until he had her naked and then was fucking her.

Something was not quite right. It was like the dancing was taking control of Annie. Annie danced along to the music, swung her body around like instructed, but she was kind of losing awareness of her surroundings. She only felt the music, the dancing, and Jeremy’s directions.

“Swing that pretty round ass for them a little, bend over slightly and tease them, make them think your dress might just come right up.”

“Your tits are just perfect, honey, use them to your advantage. Let them try to peek down your dress, we’ll zoom the camera in here, you want them to think that they just might pop out at any minute, see?”

Annie felt a bit embarrassed at his words, but she had lost track of exactly how explicit the things he was saying actually were. She obeyed all of his instructions without even questioning them much in her mind. Her dancing was starting to look more like a strip tease than something a pop idol would do on stage.

When Annie saw the phallic looking microphone, she felt strangely embarrassed, though she couldn’t quite understand why. Was there something unusual about the shape? Should she feel embarrassed? Annie’s thoughts were getting quite fuzzy at this point…

Jeremy’s firm instructions shook off her hesitation, and again she blindly followed them. While singing, she rubbed the large microphone on her cheeks, breathed hard into it and acted very intimately. When the song broke off to an instrumental part, Annie kissed the microphone as instructed. She then even put the whole end of it in her mouth and hummed softly with her eyes closed and hips swinging along to the music. She was helping herself to get deeper and deeper into the trance.

“Now kinda bend forward a little and take a big deep breath like you’re about to belt out a song and let one of your nipples pop out then act surprised and cover it back up real quick.”

Following the instructions seemed like the natural thing to do, and Annie didn’t even stop to think about what she was doing until it was too late. Still keeping her eyes closed, she arched her back and pushed her chest forward as if to show some cleavage again. Then, with a quick pull of her dress, not just one, but both of her breasts jumped out of their confinement and out to the open. Her nipples stood hard and erect in greeting of the cool air.

It took Annie several seconds to realize what she was doing. She stared at her own exposed breasts for nearly half a minute. Then she flushed deeply and started quickly pulling her dress back up. Perhaps the sudden realization of her situation had sobered her Annie bit, as she now just stood there, looking embarrassed, not dancing anymore.

Jeremy watched with delight as Annie followed his directions. He grinned when she bent over and almost showed her ass and showed almost all of her cleavage, and he felt his cock getting hard in his pants. He got even more excited when she took the microphone and started playing with it seductively, maybe not fully realizing how phallic it was, but certainly acting as if she were making love to a hard cock. Jeremy’s rod continued rising as he wished it was his cock she was mouthing, but he was confident it would be soon enough. Then following his suggestion to flash a tit, she yanked on her dress and both tits jumped out of their confinement, her nipples hard and erect.

“Ohhh, Annie!” Jeremy cooed in his mesmerizing voice. “That was so perfect, you’re so beautiful, so hot, sweetie. They're going to go crazy over you.” He realized she was edging off her trance state a little, so he kept up the smooth seductive talk to bring her back under. He stepped over to some controls and lowered the lighting to a moodier soft pink glow and also turned the scent machine up a little. He walked back over to Annie.

“You’re doing great, Annie,” he cooed in her ear, wrapping an arm around her waist. The music had changed to some trance/dance music with a heavy beat. “Now we’re going to do a musical interlude where you’re just dancing for them again. Now remember, we really want to show off your assets,” he whispered suggestively as his hand slid down and fondled her taut young ass. He smiled at her, not quite leering. “People today want sex, so we have to give them sex,” he continued. “I want you to make those people drool, make them want you. Let your dress ride up and show your beautiful ass, maybe pull it down again like you did and leave your nipples out this time. Run your hands all over your wonderful body, feel yourself, make them wish they could feel you. It’s all about sex appeal, honey, we have to give them what they want.”

He nuzzled his nose into her neck and gave her a couple of kisses on the neck and cheek. “I know you can do this, Annie, you’re going to be wonderful,” he cooed. “I’ll sit right here on the sofa and be your audience. Now show me what you’ve got, sweetie, sell yourself to me.” He gave her round ass a firm squeeze and sat down.

Annie felt a bit uncomfortable at first when Jeremy touched her hips, but she didn’t push him off. The scent was again getting to her and she started to relax. Soon enough, his touch started to feel quite nice, as if it was completely natural for him to touch him in this position. When his hand moved down to fondle her ass and he gave her a couple of kisses in the neck, Annie felt a wave of pleasure run through her body.

Annie then started to dance as instructed with Jeremy sitting on the couch, watching her closely. His intent stare made her hesitate a bit at first, but the heavy trance beat was working in combination with the scent to push her into her trance once again. She started to dance very sensually and sexily, which seemed like the natural way to move in her current state.

Annie started to pull up her skirt a bit as instructed, but at that point she caught Jeremy’s intent stare and felt a rush of embarrassment. Instead, Annie closed her eyes and turned around to avoid looking at him. A last voice of reason was speaking in the back of her mind, trying to keep her from going any further. However, Jeremy’s instruction, ”Let your dress ride up and show your beautiful ass”, was ringing in her ears, demanding her to obey. Annie fought with herself in her mind with her back turned to Jeremy, but all the while she still instinctively swayed her ass along to the music.

Finally, another cloud of the sweet scent hit her, and her own will lost the battle. Her back still turned at Jeremy, Annie spread her legs slightly apart and bended forward deeply. Her ass was high up in the air and the short skirt rode way up, giving Jeremy a perfect sight of her thong-covered crotch and ass. Still in this position, Annie ran her hands up the backs of her thighs and her ass, just merely passing her crotch. She was still aware of Jeremy watching her the whole time, but at this point the thought didn’t embarrass her; if anything, it only excited her now.

Annie straightened herself and turned around to face Jeremy again. Her eyes were still closed, but now it looked more like she was trying to savior the feeling instead of trying to avoid his eyes. Swaying softly along the music, she slowly pulled her dress down, revealing once again her round breasts. With her dress pulled too high to cover her thong even from the front and too low to cover her breasts, Annie was a really erotic sight. Her breasts bounced softly as she kept dancing, occasionally running her hands along her body and breasts as she had been instructed.

As Jeremy watched from the couch, he could see Anna slowly relax and become more uninhibited. Her dancing became more and more sensual and increasingly sexual. He felt his cock slowly begin to swell as he watched her running her hands over her body and she turned her back to him and stuck her ass out in his direction. While she had her back to him and wasn’t looking, he began rubbing his now almost fully erect shaft inside his pants. He watched eagerly as she spread her legs slightly and bent forward making her skirt ride way up and expose her thong covered crotch and ass. He stroked himself harder inside his pants as he watched her sway her smooth bare ass back and forth. He wrapped his hand around his throbbing cock as she ran her hands up her thighs and all around her ass.

Annie turned back around to face him but she didn’t look at him. She had her eyes closed and was feeling the music and Jeremy could tell she had achieved that trance-like state he was wanting. As he continued to watch, she slowly pulled her dress down, once again revealing her firm round breasts. Jeremy stared delightedly at her pert young tits. This time she did not pull the dress back up. Jeremy continued stroking himself as he studied her sexy body, her dress above her hips and below her tits, revealing almost everything she had. He became more and more excited as she danced erotically, running her hands sexily all over her body and even caressing her bare breasts.

“Oh yes, Annie, that’s it, that is so fucking good,” he moaned. He kept his voice low and lilting to maintain her in her trance state. “The audience will love it, you’ve got them all under your spell,” he told her. “You’ve got them eating out of your hand now, they’re watching your every move. You’re so damn sexy, and you love the attention you’re getting.”

Jeremy grinned as Annie opened her eyes slightly and looked at him. “Now the next phase is when you pick somebody out of the audience and take them up on stage to dance with you. You want to make it very seductive, very erotic, teasing him, making him want you, making everybody in the audience want you,” he explained in a quiet voice. “Since I’m the only one here, you’ll have to pick me, but imagine you’re in front of a large audience and you pick me out of the crowd and lead me up on stage. Then seduce me with your dancing. Use your hands, use your body, show the audience what a tease you are, ok? Got it? Let’s give it a try.”

He leaned back on the sofa and his hard swollen cock formed a tent in his trousers. He looked up at Annie and smiled, waiting for her to come get him.