* COMMERCIAL *
The camera opened on a large, exquisitely decorated living space. Though various expensive items of luxury furniture crept into the corners of the room, the bulk of the frame was nothing but carpet and wall. Madelaine Petsch stepped into frame, still wearing the light blue workout threads from her previous commercial.
"Ah," she said as she spotted the camera, "you're still here. Well since you are, you can take a look at our latest product."
Madelaine whipped a plastic cone-shaped object from behind her back and held it up to the camera.
"The Slut Plug, Whorobics' brand new workout assisting gadget. Think FitBit but more fun," she declared, the editor cutting to a closeup to reveal the grin now stretched across her face. "Are you tired of stuffing your phone into your workout gear?"
The commercial cut to a shot of Madelaine pulling out the waistband of her leggings and stuffing her iPhone inside them. The camera then switched to a closeup of her ass, a long rectangular lump now stretched across her two plump buttocks. Madelaine shrugged at the camera, her lips curled in a goofy 'I dunno' type grin.
"I know I am. But The Slut Plug comes with its own very manageable memory card."
Madelaine opened the base of the gadget, removing a small plastic card, about the size of a mobile sim.
"Just plug this into your computer and voila! You've logged all those important reps."
The commercial then cut to a clip of Madelaine inserting the memory card into her Macbook Pro, and flexing a bicep as the rep counter on her screen ticked up into the quadruple digits.
"The Slut Plug is small and compact and fits right in your back pocket."
She turned to face the wall and stuck out her ass for the camera. Peeling down her skin-tight leggings, she revealed a round plastic object that had been stuffed in between her buttcheeks.
"Oh, sorry, did I say 'back pocket'? I meant 'back
passage
'." The editor cut to a close up as she pointed at the object. "Here's one I popped in earlier." Clasping the base with her fingers, Madelaine pulled the Slut Plug from inside her rectum, her asshole stretching around its plastic girth. Spreading her ass cheek with a manicured hand, she promptly returned it from whence it came, pushing it back into her bottom with minimal fuss or effort.
"As you can see, the Slut Plug is easy to take in and out and comes with this free bottle of lube."
She held the small bottle aloft and the camera cut to a close up.
"Of course, I don't need any of that," she said, tossing it over her shoulder. "But for you novices, it can certainly come in handy. OK, so I know what you're thinking. 'But, Madelaine, how does the Slut Plug count my reps if I've got in my ass?'. Well, allow me to explain."
She pulled the Plug from her ass once more and held it up to the camera. There was a ring of small lights around the base of the gadget, flashing and blinking in a variety of colours.
"These sensors can detect even the slightest movement in your rectal muscles. So each time your asshole contracts..."
A video overlay flashed on screen of a half-naked Madelaine performing a deep squat. A close up shot showed the sensors blinking as her ass dropped down, then switching off as she rose back up.
"...the Slut Plug does its thing. Now, this item can be used for a variety of different activities..."
The commercial then cut a montage of Madelaine performing a number of different exercises, while her voice narrated over the top.
"...Jogging."
The editor cut to a shot of Madelaine running down an affluent residential straight, titties bouncing as she went.
"Tennis."
Next was a shot of the redhead in an indecently short white tennis skirt, the classic upskirt angle revealing a close up of the Slut Plug stuffed into the depths of her ass.
"Even soccer."
Now Madelaine was dressed in a full soccer kit, the ball at her feet as she dribbled towards Lili Reinhart in the opposition's goal. Slotting the ball past the hapless blonde, she and teammate Camila Mendes ran off to celebrate, whipping down their shorts to reveal two matching Slut Plugs.
"But these things aren't just limited to physical activity, by any means," Madelaine continued. "In fact, I have one of these in pretty much all the time. When I'm at the grocery store, at the salon, even on set." She leaned in closer to the camera, putting her hand to her mouth and delivering the next two lines in a hushed mock-whisper. "My friends like to use them too. Lili likes the small, Cami likes the medium, and I, of course, use the biggest one there is." She looked into the camera lens and gave a naughty wink. "So if you're tired of messing around with pesky apps..."