The dictaphone

Steve thought about another girl. A girl worth his attention.

He wasn't friend with her, and didn't even really know her. But she was one of these Instagram chicks you found all over the web, followed by dozens of thousands people who just commented every picture in hope the girl would eventually answer them. And there was this hot one : Dakota Angel. Steve easily transported her to her town, and made himself invisible. He wanted to see her for real, and see how these girls lived outside of Instagram.

Steve appeared in the girl's bedroom right before she woke up. With a grin, he looked at her, standing in just her panties and a night shirt. She looked good, but without makeup, she didn't look as good as usual. He could change this, but right now, he just wanted to spy on her. Dakota was shorter than he thought. She was probably 5'4, with long brown hair, but even without makeup, she was really cute even for a 20 years old girl. Her body was really fit, which was logical, since she called herself a fitness coach. But even if she was perfectly thin, she had these glorious F cups on her chest, the very reason why she had so many followers. He looked at the girl taking her breakfast in her small, yet comfy flat, dress up with her sports clothes, and go out for a run.

But of course, she didn't run alone. She ran with a couple friends, nowhere as hot as she was, and used them to take pictures or videos of her for her Instagram all along. Steve smirked. Her morning sports session looked more like a photoshoot than a real training. Now, he knew who took the pictures.

Then, he girl spent the whole morning in the local gym, training, and even teaching a class of people nowhere as fit as she was. Steve followed it all, as a careful observer. For lunch, she met her boyfriend Shaw, a random jock, in a local restaurant where she ate a salad, and of course, took a picture of it before eating it. She spent the afternoon on the beach, making sure she had the perfect tan, and read a few books for girls over there, and of course, did more pictures. Then she went home, had a quickie with her boyfriend, ignoring someone was watching at them right next to the bed, and when her boyfriend had to leave, she took her dinner alone, then watched TV shows and checked the comments on her Instagram page.

She just posted a few pictures of the days with messages from her sponsors, and there, she had her salary for a workday. Dakota definitely led an easy life : she was from a rich family, got a bit spoiled, and now led her life of fitness coach in her gym for rich kids or upper class people. An easy life indeed...

And Steve thought a little fun in it wouldn't hurt...