Side-chapter 2: Trend-Setter
Laura Setter was not happy. Her three-o'clock appointment was late. This did not speak well for the prospective talent and she considered canceling. However, she'd agreed to this meeting on behalf of a friend, whose nephew was looking to make it as an actor. Deciding to wait five more minutes, she tapped her long fingernails against her desk. Reading up on the file. The potential recruit was twenty years old and name Raul. The picture showed a man of Brazilian descent, prominent abs and pecs, strong arm and a chiseled jaw.
She had to admit, he did have that special look that the public so craved. The only blemish was his cock, which stood at thirteen centimeters erect. It reminded her of hers, back when she'd first started out and gone by Lars. Those days she'd felt a constant sense of wrongness. Like she wasn't who she was meant to be. Thankfully though, eventually she'd realized what the issue was. Her body wasn't right for her. Her identity was something that had been forced upon her by birth. Not what she was meant to be.
After that, thanks to the miracles of modern medicine, she'd become who she felt she was meant to be, inside and out. Her career took off, she was happier and healthier. Dear god was the sex better! She'd never known such pleasure was possible. The first time she'd ended up between her best friends since highschool, cock in her mouth and new pussy, she knew that she'd never regret her decision.
She was snapped back to the present by a beep from her intercom.
"Your three-o'clock is here to see you Mistress." "Good, send him right in."
The door swung open and in walked a Brazilian Adonis. The picture of male perfection. Clad in khakis and a white t-shirt. He shot her a natural smile that did nothing to win Laura over. She was used to dealing with people like this, people who'd gotten their way their entire lives due to their good looks. People who thought that somehow made them exempt from the rules of mere mortals.
"When I agreed to do your aunt the favor of meeting you, I did not agree to be left waiting."
The smile slipped off Raul's face. Surprised at his natural charm having failed him.
"I- I'm sor-"
"Quiet. If you expect some kind of favorable treatment due to your aunt, you're mistaken. Here at Trend-Setter we expect full devotion. If you can't do that, then this meeting is done." "Please! Give me a chance, I promise. I won't be late again."
"Hmpf. Fine, this time. But be anything less than exemplary and you're out."
"Thank you, thank you!"
The clearly off-balance young man had a relieved look on his face, and Laura made a note of making sure he got lessons in keeping his composure. An actor could not be that easily unsettled, and especially not show it!
"I've seen your auditions and find your acting mediocre at best. However, I do believe you have potential. Something we could work with. Have you take some classes, get coached and then audition for some small roles. If all goes well, in a few years you have the potential to be someone."
She looked back at her screen and wrote down some notes. Making sure she had them available for later.
"Lets inspect what we got to work with. Take off your clothes." "Of course ms. Setter."
Quickly stripping naked, Raul stood there on full display. Well-defined musculature and short, styled hair. His hairless body would make most people stop and stare but Laura had seen it all before. Rising up from her chair she went around the table. Running her fingers along his body, studying him thoroughly. Ordering him about, she made him strike different poses.
"Adequate. Now time for another test. Let's try your endurance and performance." Walking up to her desk she pressed the intercom.
"Pet, come here. I need you for a test." "Yes mistress!"
Barely had she finished responding, when the door burst open, and in rushed an excited young woman. She was short and busty, with pink hair and dressed in only a collar with a name-tag saying 'Lassie'. The most noteworthy details perhaps. Was the fluffy tail that was excitedly wagging back and forth behind her, along with the wolf-like ears. Breaking out into a huge grin, her long tongue lolled out of her mouth.
"Playtime?!?!" The excited dog-girl asked.
"No, I need you to help examine Raul here."
"Oh."
Walking closer she took a sniff, tail continuing its frenzied wagging. Running her hands along the naked man's arm, she licked.
"Mmm, yummy."
"Pet, I need you to test his endurance. Put that nimble tongue of yours to use."
"Gladly mistress!"
Immediately dropping down to her knees, she threw her head forwards. Instantly engulfing the small cock with her lips. Tongue wrapping around it as she started sucking.
From Raul's shocked expression he'd not expected this sensation.
"Mm, she's good isn't she. I expect you to hold out for at-least ten minutes. So really put your mind to it."
Laura knew from experience just how talented her secretary was with that tongue. From first-hand experience as well as from the many examinations she'd assisted in. In the years she'd had Lassie working for her, she'd never seen her not enthusiastic for this part of her job. Laura thought back to her lunch-break when that tongue had been busy lapping at her wet pussy while she ate. She wasn't the most skilled cunt-licker that she'd been with, but that enthusiasm and tongue were hard to beat.
Barely a minute had passed when the unmistakable signs of an impending orgasm started showing on Raul. Hurriedly, Laura barked out to her pet. "Lassie, facial"
