"Work it! Awww yeah, that's it-I'm loving it! We're gonna be getting some great shots. Can't wait to see all your fans go crazy when you post it for the 'gram!"
Man, this was exhilarating! She could hardly breathe from all the calls and texts from people wanting to work with her. If this was crazy before, she could only imagine what was coming next. Damn, she was riding a high that she never, ever wanted to come down from! After all, who would have imagined Bethany being this in-demand as a model?
Well, the truth wasn't as simple as you'd imagine.
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A few months ago, she was lying around in bed, lazily scrolling through her Instagram for the millionth time that day. She wasn't expecting for her posts to get any likes nor any hot celebrities to suddenly comment under her profile, but being stuck in this boring town with minimal opportunities led to the masochistic endeavor of seeing the awesome lives everybody else but her were living.
"Why are all these hot girls popping up on my feed? And why do they always seem to have tons of followers and sponsors? As if life couldn't make me feel shittier than I already do."
She sighed, "Well, I might as well see what life I can't attain before finally getting something to eat."
Suddenly, as she was about to exit out of the app, she noticed something out of the corner of her eye that caught her attention.
"What's that?" she thought out loud, even as she was clicking on the profile. "Hmmm, an ad for something called The Bodysuit Company? Might as well see what they're about."
As she clicked on their profile, her eyes widened. She couldn't believe what she was reading-her ticket out of this cycle of being called a 'loser' and a 'nobody' was almost within grasp! Several clicks later, and she got the email she wanted: "Your order has been confirmed."
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Just over a week and a half later, she had just sprinted into the house as the mailman drove away; one would have described her as practically floating with excitement, with the package in her arms. Ripping the box open, Bethany soon found her bootylicious suit lying limp in the box.
"Oh...my...GOD!!! This is awesome!!!" her squeals of joy might have been heard down the block. These cries got even louder as she took it out of its resting place and held the deflated suit in her hands. For a good five minutes, she stared lovingly at it, until she realized that she was wasting time from trying things out. As she started to undress to put the suit on, she noticed a little package inside the box. Bending over, she noticed a card on top.
"Huh, 'We thank you for ordering with The Bodysuit Company, so as a token of appreciation, we've thrown in a free set of clothes for customers of the 'Instagram Model' suit.' Dang, they've gone all out, so let's see what they've got."
She pulled out a tight red shirt, a pair of sweatpants, and two sets of sexy lingerie.
"Okay, that's pretty awesome. Can't wait to see how they fit me! Oh! Looks like they've included some information about suiting up."
On the card she pulled out, there were a few hints and tips:
"If this is your first time, welcome aboard! While the suits may seem a bit too tight, our special technology lets them adjust to your body; we recommend letting your body take ten minutes to get used to the different 'skin' you are wearing. As you are waiting, you can practice working on the voice you want, thanks to the high tech, built-in voice adjuster in each and every one of our suits. Finally, just enjoy the suit!"
She beamed after reading this, "Whoa, they're really making this easy for me. Okay but now, it's time to put this on!"
As she was naked, she was feeling rather excited. Unzipping the back of the suit, she slipped in feet first, then as she got more settled inside, she was now ready to put the mask on. Holding it was a bit difficult as it was attached to the suit, but Bethany eventually gained control of it.
"Here goes nothing!"
Putting the mask on in one clean go went far easier than anticipated, and before she knew it, she was fully suited up. After taking the time to see her naked body, she slipped on one set of the accompanying lingerie and was now in the mirror admiring everything.
"Hot DAMN I look amazing! I can't believe this voice is 'mine'! Gotta think of a name for her before I do anything else. Um, Tamara? Shawna? Ooh, how about Jannelle?" She scratched her new hair, modeling in the mirror. "Actually, I like that, Jannelle. Guess that's who I am now!"
With that, the world's latest Instagram model was born! Setting up a new account was a breeze for her, and the first post garnered plenty of attention. From that otherwise nondescript day forward, life was about to get far more interesting-gone were the days of being a nobody! And the best part? Jannelle could come back home to unzip and unwind with nobody being the wiser.
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