Every time you become a new body, the locomotion of the natural why the bodies work can be a headache to work with, for example becoming a buxom to heavy lady is very different from being a thr fat kid on the bus, or animal, the complex changes need time to take to your changed systems, you tend to keep your normal forms around the same height, easier to adjust, but spending a day in the client's body is the first thing you do, if their too tall, your clumsy, too short, your in need of glasses, it's always a hassle. Usually a week is all that's need for your body to full adjust it's intake of food, daily rest, how much strength is needed for things, etc. In the past you had to spend hours wearing heels and boots to just impersonate some of the girls at school, even one time
when you had to play a woman in theater class, you actually become one, just adjusting your features helped, but a guy wear heels easy, it's having breasts and asses that throw you off. The morning is spent with you graciously getting into character, doing your hair, makeup, removing any little unusual detail possible, and covering up any natural blemishes, or adding a few to look more like a believable human. Rebecca nit-picks your new identity, requesting any and all changes to whatever you do.
"Too pretty."
"Too short."
"Too tall."
"Not enough ass."
"More lips."
"Less ridgid, more eyes."
It's a harrowing experience, but you're used to it, the feeling of being a woman, you went around college as one, Rebecca even became your roommate for the last three years of college, she ended up enjoying having a girlfriend and a guy who could help her around the place. Being both Evelyn Doug and Evans Doug wasn't easy, juggling their lives meant getting into their lives completely, until you cut out Evans entirely, now he shows up as the one and only "distant" friend, where as Evelyn had a transformation success story so amazing, you had erase her existence entirely, regretfully you faked everything about her the bank accounts, the relationships, her sorority, her sisters, all of it was burned down in a blaze of glory, and you couldn't even get any of the life insurance money. You could have had it all, but the cost was too great, being a woman was worth the trade, you had a husband and a wife who were perfect together, yet it all was blown away into nothingness. Even now as Rebecca critiques your current form from behind a privacy Wal, you subconsciously become Evelyn, your perfect life. She's still got that amazing look after all the fat was worked off, her eyes have that life and zeal of someone half her age, soft and amazing features, with a much better body than many thought possible, the magazines were proof enough, you had made the woman every woman wants to be, the woman every man wants to be with, the star every person sees at night, and the emepheral gaze meets the man inside of you, meets Shawn, not the guy who has lush lock of golden blonde hair, blue eyes, nice skin definition, who looks like a champion at age twenty, but the shade of him, the one behind all the lies, all the smoke and mirrors, YOU, the only one of you out there in the whole wide world. It's brief, but you wink at him, letting him know "your secret is safe with me." kind of self assurance, the only kind you can get from her. When you're alone, when even Rebecca isn't around, the one who made her fall into this shit hole of scraping some two bit actors and actresses off a damn sticky trap, you blame her, Evelyn Doug. The most perfect lie you've ever made, who was too damn short for everyone. Then you're back, back to this stranger, the other young lady you just made, the thing you're sculpting, you've been sculpting, the life you're about to fake, the girl who you're going to bring life as a living lie, Shantel Heat. "Hand me the photos one last time you ask Rebecca, who has been tuned out more than once, she was listing things still off about you and her client, but she knows what your doing, you're breathing life into this clay doll, making a real living soul from nothing, just conjectures at the way she's supposed to be.
"Is she good enough for this role?"
You look at her, then change into Evelyn, she counts her paces, looking the two, the immitation, the you who is becoming a very close second to the girl in the photo, then the you who is reality, she overlaps the two easily, then naturally, she places her hands on her body, unlike the Shawn everyone knows and likes, he keeps it professional, no touching the merchandise, bad for business. She is hands on, she adds a little flare to the head, changing her to become, not the immitation or replacement for the actress, but the girl herself, the main actress, her, except down below is the body of Evelyn, who pokes and prods at the young taunt body. "It's flexible.", she gauges. "Tight core, she probably works on that judging by this picture.". Evelyn comments, taking into account for the possible routine of this preppy schoolgirl, then she weaves the skin with her fingers. It's getting smoother and smoother, on the face and back she adds scars, some big to show who Shantel is on the inside, some small, for a little flavor, then carefully works on them to make the imperfections, perfections, not art, but naturally adding to the all ready made clay doll. The body is still Evelyn's, the milf like portions, with the impossibly perfect youth of today, it's too much, but a great starting place. It's easy enough to just push it all back into place, just carefully doing so, rounding out the legs just enough to look slim, yet a little thicker at the thighs, for some deviation. The butt is the part that's going to be your weapon of choice, not that it's what you like, but after being so many different women, you've realized how important it is to..... stress your important parts, especially if you have the power to do so. You're already taller than the average girl, yet petite in comparison, your legs are long, slender, yet have a definition to them, making the whole lower body a desired rear end, with delicious legs to boot. "A little more muscle and flexibility....." You whisper, grabbing your ankles you bend over to touch your toes, easily adjusting the body to be a flexible as needed, for laughs, you make the joints tripled, as to put your head between your legs and have your cheat touching the ground, is funny as hell to watch people react to this. Next is the muscle, the client isn't a damn beef stick, noway in hell is that cute little thing a capable of some of this shit, but she's taking care of herself, she a few pictures showing off her arms, legs, and, stomach, all of them are that sculpted, yet slender looking kind of girl, the yoga and pilate kind, nothing new to you, so as Evelyn is adding and subtracting, with Rebecca critiquing, your almost Shantel Heat, except the hair is too long, your don't really like having it long, so you make it a short, but wild looking pixie cut, enough to make you need a haircut, but also enough to tame and put down with enough product, work, and, hours of chair time. "Not bad at all!" You say, as you turn around and admire the end result, the nose isn't perfection, especially with the request of looking almost like her, but the scars can be covered up with makeup, the height different is not very noticable, but you do have a certain character to develop, since you are the stunt double for a high school girl, in every picture, she's the normal casual every picture perfect representation of the usual high school queen bee, you're not, close enough I'm appears to be sisters, but nothing else really, it's then you decide to call it good. Anything else can be inspected by Rebecca, she can make the calls on that one. Even if Shantel isn't picture perfect for her role, you can always change it up for makeup, one of your favorite perks, sadly you do your own makeup, emulating her style right down to the core of what makes this girl a cheerleader. "Done!" You shout, spinning around to let the world see the new creation you made! The dedication into making a lie like this isn't easy, it's easy at first, it's harder to stop being someone else once you get invested, the life becomes too much, just like Evelyn, a Saturday night dare, made into the lady who still is talked about to the day, hell even your old agents and friends from college still talk about her like she was the last good thing.
"Oh wow!" Rebecca, now leaned over the counter top, smiling at the new you, she quickly goes to your nude form, her eyes going up and down the figure of the girl, her letting you getting used to the body is always a plus. Especially with the rush job this has become, you're not a junior learning the ropes, you've mastered the dirt bike, now your just another face who happens to like riding dirt bikes, like the other sets of women you change into to ride dirt bikes, all of the women you become ride dirt bikes, it keeps you in top form for stunts, this movie is supposed to have a few dirt bike scenes in it, but you're not sure after watching Rebecca study you. She gives you a thumbs up, then throws you a set of bras and panties.
"I really hope you've got cash to spend, because, this next part is going to kill you."
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