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Only in Hollywood By Jena Corso Edited By Angela Meyers Chapter Three Danny smirked, shaking his head and then dashed from the curb up the driveway towards the back of the house. Thankfully the spare key was there and he scurried inside, closing the door. It was much too risky to try to hurry past his father to run up the stairs, even snoozing as he was on the couch, so instead Danny tiptoed down to the basement out of sight. Into the laundry room he went, quickly stripping off his dress and undergarments. He wet a wash cloth in the slop sink, wiping his face as best he could and then threw on some dirty clothes before stashing away the evidence, hurrying quietly upstairs. His father would be passed out on the couch as expected, as he made sure not to wake him anyway, dashing softly up the stairs. Into his sister's bathroom he went, grabbing a series of makeup wipes and splattering his face with cold cream. He never scrubbed his face so quickly in his life, and then he heard his mother's car pull up, flushing away the used wipes and running back into his bedroom. He was already lying in his bed watching tv when she checked on him, cracking open the door and then standing there with her arms folded. He explained that he'd get his car in the morning and that he was out networking with people from the studio, which really wasn't a lie at all, so she was happy for him. She supported him fully following his dreams to become an actor, yet like every parent knew this was beyond difficult. In the morning, she drove him there to get his car, almost to make sure he wasn't bullshiting her as she waited outside in her car while he ran in to get his keys and then came back out. Back and forth he texted with Gary on Saturday before enjoying a night out with his girlfriend on Saturday. He'd made it through the rest of the weekend he thought, with his life getting back to normal before having to continue auditions on Monday, and then awoke to more texts from Gary Sunday morning. He was excited getting an invitation from Gary to the pre-Oscars event that Sunday evening, as a special guest of the studio, showing his family with such pride, like he'd won an award himself. For the first time he had something to show for all his hard work beside failed auditions and rejection letters, even if it was no more than an opportunity to network. It at least gave him some credibility with his folks that some people in the business looked at him like a legitimate potential actor for the future, and excited his mother, hoping maybe it could lead to something. "What do you wear to this, Danny?" asked his mother, still in awe of the opportunity as they talked over brunch at their kitchen table. "Do we need to find a last second place we can rent a tuxedo or something?" "No, mom," said Danny on cloud nine. "I just need to get there really early, and they'll help dress me. I report to wardrobe at six, and tonight I will be home really late mom, so don't wait up." "You're kidding," said his mother. "I won't be able to sleep, and I'm so excited for you. Eat something, honey." "I did. Some cereal and a little fruit is enough," said Danny. "I'm going to go crash and nap while I can. Hopefully it'll be a long night." "Ok, but no drinking and driving. That's all I ask," said his mother. "Deal. Maybe you or dad can drop me off, and I'll Uber home ok?" said Danny, walking away. "Sounds like a plan, sweetheart," said his mother, hugging him and then playfully teasing. "Go get your beauty rest so you can wow them tonight." Danny laughed as that was something he needed during his auditions, but not tonight as he wandered upstairs, excited about the evening, thinking about how he should approach people in the business Gary said he'd be meeting. Would it be awkward between him and Gary after their weird fling he wondered, as things seemed normal again in his life after he just had sex with his girlfriend last night? He knew he wasn't gay, not interested in men in general, yet once he got into character as Danielle, it just seemed almost normal. He was man enough to appreciate when a guy was good looking as a male, yet never did he look at a guy like he looked at him when dressed. Somehow they had a certain attraction between them that was hard to resist, yet never did he have an interest in that before Friday night. He was well aware of all the rumors of what people had to do to land roles, yet now he wondered if that was what he had just done or was there something more to it? He felt guilty about doing anything behind his girlfriend's back, yet knew he was too young to settle down anyway, as acting possibilities trumped any girlfriend of his in his mind. At five pm, he was in the shower after an invigorating nap, and then could barely contain his excitement as his mother drove him. A quick hug goodbye and he raced inside, purposely twenty minutes early, waiting in line just to sign in and be called into wardrobe. With the room already buzzing with people quite different than it would be on a normal day of auditions, he was anxiously awaiting to be fitted into his tuxedo when his phone buzzed. "Sign in as Lindsey Hunter," said the text from Gary. "Don't worry about it and it's a special event crew, so they don't know Danny. Just do it, and they'll know where to send you?" "Oh jeez," gulped Danny. "I should have known better with this guy." He uncomfortably signed in just as Gary asked, and then sat until he was called. "Lindsey, report to room 1302 please," said the receptionist, calling him and handing him a slip. He walked down the hall, never having ventured towards this side of the studio before and then knocked before walking into room 1302, wondering what he was in for. "Hi?" said Danny as he got in, seeing a man and a woman waiting for him. "You Lindsey?" asked the man. "Uumm yes," said Danny, unsure what else to say. "Damn! Very prompt. I'm Sergio, and this is Candice," replied the man. "Mr. Lucas said you would be. Strip down, get on the scale and just try to relax, ok." "Sure," Danny took off his shoes, jeans and shirt. "Those too, honey," said Candice. "We've seen it all, so no worries." "One sixteen," said Sergio as he stepped on, texting. "The boss said he was hoping for something like that." "Yeah, I bet," said Danny, stepping off. "I don't eat so well these days." "What actresses do honey, and don't mind me," said Candice, taking a ruler and measuring his soft member. "Gotta get the right gauge on this before we put the little guy away for the night, Miss Hunter." "Oh shit," Danny sighed, knowing now for certain that he would not be attending the event as Danny, or even a male name Lindsey. "Ok?" "Now just hop up into the chair, sit back and we'll do the rest, Lindsey," said Sergio. "Is this your first time in prosthetics?" "I've been in the makeup chair a lot here at the studio, but never in here," said Danny, climbing naked onto the dentist like silver chair. "So I guess so." "Open and bite down, Lindsey," said Candice, holding out a mouth piece. "This will help whiten your teeth a little while we work, and if you get a little uncomfortable, provide something to bite down on too." "GGuurrr," grumbled Danny as into his mouth it went. "Well Mr. Lucas says you're up for a number of parts, so lie back and get used to this kind of stuff," said Sergio, pushing a button as the chair began to recline and elevate. "Some of our actresses spend hours with us, so scoot up just a touch more, keep your back straight and don't mind us if we get too personal. Right now for you that's kind of the idea, Lindsey." Danny wasn't exactly sure what that meant, but within seconds his chair reclined, turning into more of a table, lying back almost flat and once it stopped he felt Candice secure his ankles with Velcro straps. He understood now what they said about having something to bite down on as he instantly grew a bit panicky, feeling another strap slide across his abs before Candice appeared, looking down on him, petting his hair. "It's just for safety honey, so don't be nervous," said Candice, touching his cheek. "When I work down there, sometimes actors get fidgety and when I'm sculpting, that can be a problem at times. So you're ok, right?" Danny felt ready to puke but nodded, thinking about all the actors in the makeup chair for hours trying to keep calm. He bent his neck, watching Sergio rubbing some ointments across his chest, down his breast plate and near his ribs while wondering what sculpting meant, as Candice began parting his legs. While that was distracting for a moment, the next moment was more eye opening as Candice pressed a button, elevating them upward and then walking between them, pushing another, slightly elevating his buttocks. They worked in parallel now as he stared down, as he felt a wetness all around his genital area and as Sergio extended a metallic arm rest on the right and slid his wrist into a cuff. In no time now he was almost willingly bound once he did the other side and then he pressed a button, allowing his arms to rest comfortably near each side. Down below now he could feel a scraping as she lifted his ball sacks and then lifted a silver straight edge to the air. Little by little she was now reshaping his pubic area while he sat perfectly still, realizing moving even a millimeter would be bad. When she lifted a small comb, stretching the tight curls, he twinged as she pulled them outward before lifting a scissor, trimming the length. Once his hair cut was done down below, she joined Sergio, stunning him as they dropped down some silicon enhancements across his chest. Time after time they exchanged them for a different set, until finally they had finished debating their selection and he realized adhesive was being added. From his rib cage up towards his collar bone, the sticky glue now had been painted on and then once they had it spread to their liking, they began heating it with a blow dryer on each side. While the glue set for another few minutes, Candice began brushing on some adhesive to his cheek bones and then even more to his chin. As she did, Sergio was adding some adhesive to his hip bones and upper thigh as there would be no testing done for sizing, as they seemed to know exactly what they were after. A little more drying on both sides with the hairdryer and then he almost spit out the mouthpiece when the weight of a mammoth false chest plate was pressed atop his as Sergio pushed a bit forcefully. "Sorry! My bad," said Sergio, getting it exactly where he wanted it and pressed down at the edges. "But this will bond fast now, so I have to get it perfect." It seemed like one huge piece of amazingly realistic silicon, as the full boobs were jiggling endlessly as Sergio straightened the edges, giving Danny a momentary view before Candice lowered his face, changing his line of sight. He looked up now, seeing a small piece of fleshy looking rubber being pressed to his cheek and then another going down on the other side. It felt weird with them being placed atop his cheek bones and then seemed even stranger as she pressed down another item on his chin. In no time now she began blending the edges while he felt Sergio working at his hip bones, and then just that quickly they had initially reshaped him. They next part of the process though took the better part of an hour as he sat mostly with his eyes closed and opened at times on command as they blended and contoured. Air brushing, sponging and painting like he was being made into a movie monster were all part of their agenda, as instead he knew they were attending to the details of something quite different. It felt good as the soft strap came off his abs as Sergio worked on his hip bones, yet his hands manipulating his butt cheeks seemed quite bizarre. When Candice eventually had glued the lash atop his eye lid and then stroked them continuously, he knew he must be getting close to finally being done, as he felt his legs being finally dropped back down to a normal lying position. He closed and opened his eyes on command as they fussed with his eye shadow while Sergio began painting his toes and was no longer attending to the fleshy additions. It was another ten minutes until Candice's attention was turned to his lip liner, while both feet were now dropped to the ground and dryers were rolled over to fully bake the polish. With his ankles unstrapped now, they then slightly elevated his back while adding another coat of polish before eventually a top coat was added to his toes to allow his feet to glisten. As his chin went up and his boobs drooped down, he could feel gravity take over slightly as the chair moved and it felt great that he might be able to stand soon. It was a nervous time realizing he'd been reshaped for the night, and then Candice was right in his face, inspecting her work. "Ok spit dear, and then you can rinse before I finish your lips," said Candice, holding out a napkin and a small cup. He spit out the mouthpiece and then gargled with the liquid, spitting it into a cup before she softly wiped any moisture from his mouth. In her hand she took a brush to his teeth, brushing them herself and them allowing him to spit two more times. When she finished, she turned back to his lips, painting on the color and then dipping her finger in a white paste, softly patting it in the middle of his lips only. When she wiped her finger, she squirted some gloss from a tube now across his entire mouth, ever so cautiously spreading it with a small applicator. She now checked the left side of his face and then right before having him close his eyes, dropped a plastic cape over his body. Just seeing the large bumps holding it outward seemed crazy, as even stuffed in his blue dress previously, he knew this seemed dramatically bigger. "Close, honey," ordered Candice, snapping the cape around his neck and then shaking a spray. For a moment he cracked them open as she adjusted the snap tighter around his neck, and closed them as she began spritzing his face to set his makeup. A few moments later, he opened them as his chair began rising to a sitting position and then they pulled the dryer from his toes. Just the weight hanging down now was completely alarming, yet they showed no concern as Sergio took his right hand, flattening it on a table while Candice started on his hair. As he looked over seeing Sergio measuring some long looking claws against his fingers working to find the right width, Candice yanked his head back, undoing his low pony and brushing all of his hair into her hands. "Sorry, sweetie," said Candice, raking his hair now. "Head straight, and look straight ahead until I'm done." In no time now, his hair was back in a familiar top pony almost like he showed up in the other day, yet this felt so different as she tugged it tightly from every side. She pulled section by section, gliding her flat iron through it over and over before filling her teeth with some clear bands and letting down all his hair. She worked first in the front, brushing about a two inch section from temple to temple into his face before winding in a band and creating a small top pony. From in front of his ear lobes she gathered the next two inch section and created the next tight top pony. Over and over now she sectioned, as before long a half dozen top ponies sat oddly from front to back, like a bizarre Mohawk of high ponytails. She grabbed her big curling iron, twisting up the front pony and then before long, rolled up the next one. When all six were curled and hanging oddly on one side, she began separating each curled pony into three sections, teasing to expand its width before beginning to braid. It was nothing like having little Dutch braids like during the audition, as this seemed so much more intricate as she worked atop his head weaving. Once the first curled pony was braided complete, she used another clear band on the tip and then twisted the braid around and around into a bun. She then slipped in some pins from every direction as the braided bun soon sat solidly pinned centered between his eyes just behind his forehead, and then started all over again with the next high pony. For the next few minutes, she completed the subsequent five braided buns and then once she pinned them in place, she began pulling at them, expanding them with her fingers. As she ballooned them to her liking, she proceeded dowsing each mini-bun with her hairspray now, teasing each interlock that was on display. Section by section she then took her pins, connecting the buns together, weaving the ends of each braid into the next bun. When they appeared connected as one long chain of curled and twisted thick braids, she pulled at the edges, puffing the entire length outward until it was teased from his forehead to his nape. Another dozen pins were pushed beneath it now, scraping against scalp to hold it tightly down the middle on each side and then she filled her hands with gel, coating only the tightly pulled sides. With a small comb she blended the foam into his hair, and then took her dryer, setting the comb lines. "Ok sweetie. That looks so so hot on you!" said Candice, proudly taking a paper and holding it over his forehead. "Ready Sergio. Let's finish it off." Around the rest of his head over his ears now, Sergio wrapped a towel and then Candice began spraying his hair. On the left and then the right before all the sections, she just styled as she made sure to coat him in a film of damp spray. When they pulled back the paper and towels, she took a hair dryer again, setting the spray before eventually taking a small brush to his brows, hairline and around his ears. When she dried those last sections to her liking, she once again began coating it with a big aerosol can before finally she stepped back and he could breathe through the fumes. "I'm loving it on her!" yelped Candice, nodding. "Me too," nodded Sergio. "Ok, let's get you dressed, Lindsey! Shoes first, and then we'll guide you in, darling." Danny watched as Serio carried over some extremely fancy looking high heeled sandals, recognizing he was about to step into shoes higher and more open, seemingly less sturdy than anything he walked in before. There would be no practice time like he had to master his pumps, instead they were strapped around his ankles and then he cautiously stood when asked. He grew increasingly more worried now about what he had gotten himself into tonight, as Candice looped some heavy earrings through his holes and then finally helped him to his feet, pulling off the long cape that covered his nude body. "I am going to do everything here dear, and you just relax, please," said Sergio, holding up a U-shaped flesh colored device and then kneeling in front of him. "It'll be a touch uncomfortable at first, but you'll forget about it once you see yourself in a Riccardo Tisci." "Is that a Riccardo Tisci?... Whoaahhh?" sighed Danny, as she pulled him back between his legs and then covered him with the stiff device. "Stay spread for me a little further, Lindsey," said Sergio, holding it in place and bending it a bit as it was tightening, holding him up firm. "And no of course not? It's a designer dress! This is to keep the extra stuff we don't want seen from being seen, dear. So now you know why we need to give you a good trim so nothing pokes out where it shouldn't, because Riccardo Tisci's already caused a stir even without you causing even more of one if something unwanted pops out." "And you're thinking that is a good thing?" gulped Danny, looking down between his faux boobs, seeing his privates covered now. "I don't want to cause a stir, and are you sure this dress will even fit me now with all this stuff on me?" "I don't see anything on you but the elements of your dress, Miss Hunter," smiled Sergio, taking a dress from behind him off a hanger. "And just so you know, you never modify a Riccardo Tisci dress for a model, but in your case we modified you to fit the Riccardo Tisci, so it should fit perfectly, Lindsey." "Hold my shoulder Lindsey, and step in gently," Candice demanded as Sergio stretched open the dress in front of him. He stepped into the blush colored dress and stood tall as Sergio slid it up over his ass. When the bottom section was fitted over his newly expanded hips, the front rose up ever so cautiously, encapsulating his boobs and then he felt the zipper slide up over his ass. "Oh my, darling," said Candice, spraying him with some perfume. "I believe the boss is going to be very pleased, but stand tall please a moment." "Ok?" said Gary, standing as straight as he could as Candice went behind him, pushing at the dress and then his lower back. "Very pleased indeed, Candice," smiled Sergio, clipping a bracelet on his right wrist while Candice pushed against his lower spine. "Her body looks amazing," said Candice as Sergio slipped a ring on his right index finger and another on his right middle finger. "She's a vixen," said Sergio, sliding another ring on his left ring finger. "So what do you think, Lindsey?" "This is it?" gulped Danny. "I'm going out like this?" "Of course. Isn't it fabulous, honey?" said Sergio, taking him by the arm. "Come see. It's fabulous." "I'm half naked, and I can barely move in this," replied Danny, waddling with each step in the tight dress. "Well of course, it's a Riccardo Tisci," said Sergio. "And I told you his dresses always cause a stir! Come see the whole picture. You look stunning, and they are going to love you in this." Danny was lead to the large mirror and his jaw dropped, seeing himself from top to bottom. He already knew that his faux boobs looked large and realistic, yet beneath the sheer elements of the dress and bead placement, they looked immense. He stood in a stunning see-through gown that was completely backless and barely covered his breasts, before eventually transitioning into a tight mermaid style at his hips. Covering his breasts on top were nothing but a series of glittering crystals and multicolored stones that were arranged in a pattern atop a sheer fabric to cover his faux nipples and then spun sporadically down the front of the nude bodice. With the outside of his breasts fully exposed and a crystal-less v-neck almost down to his naval, the apparent Double D's sat in a firm, perky braless position without a strap holding them from drooping. Beneath his naval, a tight attached blush colored mermaid shape skirt tightly hugged his enhanced hips before turning into a trumpet shape of floor length tulle, exposing his legs and heels through dual side slits as she shifted. On his legs, sheer glittered thigh high hose sparkled each time his leg was exposed, and blush pink four and one half inch spikey stiletto sandals with large crystals that matched his dress across the straps, graced his feet. Bright orange toe nails with pink tips added a color splash at the floor, and reverse ombre pink to orange tipped long coffin shaped nails protruded from his fingertips. From his neckline to just above the crack of his ass, his entire thin back was exposed in the completely backless dress. Drawing in the eye though across his lower spine, a turquoise and magenta butterfly tattoo had been added as another element of sexy appeal, as if he needed one. With the focus on his stunning body transformation, his stylists elected to go for more of any edgy look with his makeup and hair. There would be no soft curls or natural tones, as instead he would be stepping out to make a statement. Atop his head, the half dozen top ponies had been teased and twisted into a series of curly buns, that in turn were weaved into each other, forming a wild curly pinned updo in the shape of a dramatic faux Mohawk. With the front elevated and twisted like a pompadour, and sides slicked up into the Mohawk shining from front to back, it combined a sheer elegance with an element of wildness. Even furthering the imaginative style were the elements of color, as they had sprayed his hair a flattering Ginger red color, and weaved some auburn strands, temporarily transforming his natural color. From his lobes hung long single dagger like crystals, and around his wrist a matching crystal bracelet. If the changes to his hair and body weren't enough to make his head spin, his face would finish off the transformation, as he couldn't almost believe it was his own brown eyes he was staring into. He was used to wearing all sorts of makeup during his auditions, yet now he was experiencing a touch of Hollywood magic for the first time, with raised cheekbones and a new chin. They had taken his former round face and slightly changed its base characteristics as he twisted his neck, taking in its new heart shape appearance. High thin ginger curved brows now sat atop his hidden natural ones, and beneath them pastel shadows blended into bronze glittered shadows at the outside of his lids. Huge upper lashes with tiny some crystal tips blended in, fanned out in front of the dazzling eye artistry and were framed by thick dark racooned liner that ended in a slight wing. A pearl glisten highlight gave his nose a thin appearance, especially flanked by a dramatic shimmer popped off his heightened cheek bones, which now offered such a peachy glow. The most vivid element of his face was of course his pouty shaped lips, repainted in a luminescent orangey-red long wear stain beneath a high shine gloss, adding that final touch of a starlet to his already outrageously sensual appearance. He barely recognized the girl in the mirror, which at the moment he was figuring was clearly the idea. "A stir?" Danny squeaked, seeing the whole frontal image. "My hair! My face! Look at these curves, and my boobs are immense!" "Yes dear, that was the idea," said Sergio, helping him turn. "Like the back?" "What back? There is no back!" gulped Danny. "And I'm tramp stamped." "Well, a little ink is in Vogue these days darling, so if we had more time we could give you a touch more, but there isn't time today," said Candice. "Less is more anyway, Lindsey." "I don't think I could wear much less or show any more?" Danny touched his own ass. "I look like I'm ready to get fucked in this?" "Which is one way to get ahead in this town," Teased Gary, walking in. "Great job, everyone. She's exactly what I wanted for tonight. That will be all please." "Thank you, and of course, Mr. Lucas," said Candice, handing Danny a little clutch. "Anytime sir, and everything you need is in your purse, Lindsey." "So, are you a knock out or what, Miss Hunter?" said Gary, walking right up to him now and kissing him. "Stop it! Look what you had them do to me!" Snarled Danny, pushing him back. "I don't understand Gary? I thought I was here networking for roles, and now what?" "And now you're ready," said Gary, taking his hand. "You look amazing. It's not the time to blend in, honey. You want to be noticed right?" "Well yeah, but for what roles?" said Danny as Gary rubbed his fingers. "I wanted to meet people that could help my career." "You are! I'll be introducing you to many people," smiled Gary, softly touching his back. "Like this?" Danny yelped. "Yes, as my date for the evening," replied Gary, touching his face and looking into his eyes. "Don't you think walking in on my arm will help you? You think I'd bring just anyone to important events like this?" "Well no, but we both know I can't be your girlfriend, don't we?" said Danny, looking away. "I'm just someone trying anything to make it out here." "Which is why we won't be using your real name. Lindsey Hunter will be your stage name, at least for the time being," said Gary, pulling him close. "Now kiss me, because you look incredible, and if you let me point you in the right directions, you're going to do more than make it, Dani." "But..." Danny began to say before having to shut up, engaged in a deep kiss. When it broke, he wanted to be angry, yet knew he couldn't and instead just stared up at Gary, looking into his eyes. "Better?" said Gary, pecking a soft kiss. "Not really?" smiled Danny, leaning in and giving him another kiss. "More confused than ever about everything, but even if I wasn't there's not much I can do about it, could I?" "Don't be! These are important people, and you'll need to get their attention," said Gary, sliding his hand across his bare back. "And now you're about to get it." "You mean because I look like I'm asking for it," Danny posed. "Don't I?" "Maybe, but there is no reward without risk, Dani," said Gary, looking into his eyes. "And really you have nothing to lose, so your only risk here is not being risqu? enough girl. Beyonc?, JLo, Lady Gaga. You think those women garnered all their attention at these events in their grandmother's dresses?" "Well of course not, but they're big stars," said Danny, thinking. "People are watching to see what they are wearing." "And after tonight, people will be watching to see what you're wearing," said Gary, kissing his ear and then his neck. "That's the idea. People will want to see more of you, and want to know who the gorgeous girl is on my arm. It's good for me and you pretty girl, and it's not like there's a soul that would recognize you under all this, so let's go before you make us late." "Oh gawwddd," Shivered Danny, shaking his head as Gary turned, leading him by the hand. Out the back door they went and inside a white Excalibur limo as Gary helped Danny inside. They only had to drive around the block to the huge event, and then Danny looked up, seeing the limos lined up before them with people getting out. He was about to walk the red carpet half naked as Gary's date, feeling his heart sink into his chest and then the limo creeped up as they awaited their turn to get out. "Wouldn't have it just been easier to tell me I needed to blow you to get this part than to put me through all this, Gary," asked Danny, petrified. "I'm not sure if I can do this?" "Well I didn't know you were that kind of girl Dani, but next time you meet a Hollywood guy, I'd lead with that," laughed Gary, nudging him. "Not funny," Danny replied. "I'm dead serious. I can't feel my legs, Gary." "It'll be fine, and you're gorgeous, so relax," said Gary, kissing him softly. "There's no turning back anyway." "For both our sakes I really hope I am to more people than just you," said Danny, taking a deep breath as the car moved up again. "Trust me, you are," said Gary. "Now get your mind right, and you'll be fine." "You're right! I'm your babe! I'm your babe," said Danny, looking at himself in the reflection, letting out a breath and trying to get into character. "Holy shit!! I'm your babe again." "No Danielle's my babe, and no one needs to know about her, ok?" said Gary, squeezing his hand. "Lindsey on the other hand is my red hot date that I'm lucky to have at my side, so you ready or what?" "Ready? Not a fucking chance! But by your side as your date," nodded Danny as the car pulled up and the driver came around. "I guess so... Yes, and you damn well better not let go." Softly Danny kissed him and then nodded again with his eyes looking scared shitless. "Good, then smile, strut and channel that attitude I know you know how to use?" said Gary, looking over at him and touching his face as the driver opened the door. "Oh, and you're 23 and Australian by the way, so use that accent you do so well." "Really," giggled Danny, amused by the last second challenge. "Sure, what the hell mate! But actually I thought you liked my British accent better?" "I do, but I'm saving that for another day, and a different date maybe," Gary winked. "I've never been with an Aussie before, so if Lindsey wants to suck my dick to further her career later, then who am I to turn her down?" "Hey!" smiled Danny, softly punching him in the arm as Gary stuck his foot out the door. Gary could barely contain his laughter stepping from the car before turning and taking Danny's hand, helping him out. When both his heels touched down on the ground, he looked down at his dress instinctively to make sure everything was still where it was supposed to be, and felt a chill as Gary touched his spine. They took two steps together, all smiles now as he quickly found himself clutching Gary's arm in the tight dress and stilettos before a slew of cameras noticed them, quickly changing direction. In no time now, he'd gone from the studio actor to practicing actress to a dinner date to being adored by the cameras, as now as he posed, being snapped continuously as they stood together. Fifteen seconds seemed like an hour smiling arm and arm with Gary as he was instantly cemented as his sensual date. When Gary leaned in, it was impossible to do anything but accept his lips as suddenly their public quick kiss was captured for all to see. When it ended, he stood dumbfounded as Gary squeezed his hand and then let go, taking a step towards the cameras, leaving him like a deer in headlights. "Go ahead, guys," said Gary, stepping out of the stop light. "It's really Lindsey you want on page six anyway, and she's in a Riccardo Tisci. Show them what you got sweetheart." If his eyes could kill, his would have murdered Gary in broad daylight, as he stood awkwardly being photographed solo now. When they yelled for him to turn showing off his dress, he put his hand on his hip, posing and showing off his bare back and then he looked over his shoulder, channeling his inner diva. It took every ounce of bravery he could muster to stand there in a scandalous dress, trying to be sexy and confident, yet he was ready to piss his pants. It was almost a good thing to be blinded by all the flash bulbs, since the stylists had left very little to anyone's imagination, yet for the first time in his life had so much to show. Even while grabbing all the attention, he could hear Gary telling the press his name and avoiding giving anything more than his age and country, avoiding delivering a bio of lies. It was but a few more snaps until it was over, as the next glamorous couple stepped from their limos and the cameras moved away, as just that fast his five minutes of new found fame were over, lasting maybe only two or three minutes until Gary ushered him indoors. His heart had thankfully survived the thumps, as inside they went into the cocktail party as he began meeting many people in the industry as Gary's date. His lip gloss graced so many cheeks he needed to refresh it more than even his cocktails, as Gary kept to his word yet he wasn't sure really how he was supposed to sell himself. Of course he wasn't himself at all that he could sell anyway, as he was instead Lindsey Hunter, an Australian actress clinging to her boyfriend, feeling himself like he was in a foreign land even though he grew up in Southern cal. There were so many names and faces that worked in the business that he met that it was hard to even remember who was who, as in time they blended together. It was actually a relief after an hour or so when the event was ready to begin, as the cocktail party ended and he walked in with Gary, taking their seats. They were seated in the middle of the theater, enjoying the impressive festivities behind the A-list celebrities yet in front of the staffers and people he didn't recognize. Even in such a scantily clad dress and with enormous breasts, he was unique in his fashion statement, yet just one of many dates in dresses to be noticed. Before long, being in a barely-there dress had become barely unique as he watched so many scantily dressed women strut up on to the stage to receive their awards or accompany their dates as their eye candy. Big boobs, plumped lips and skimpy designer gowns were their t-shirts and jeans, as he realized that they would be as unrecognizable as he'd be once they shed the layers of makeup now that he got such close looks at them. It was fascinating though how they interacted with each other, always positioning and politicking, as he was learning that show business was as much about show as it was business. When the event ended, he was much more comfortable being shown off as Lindsey clinging to his man as they attended the after party. He was now finally comfortable in his skin that was in fact was just as much makeup, rubber and silicon. None of that mattered now as he felt comfortable hob knobbing with Gary, and after a few more cocktails, seemed content that maybe some Hollywood people had an interest in him. He had experienced being a voluptuous woman, even if it was just for a night and as the evening wound down, it almost felt like he had completed a role he never expected to pull off, yet instead he had fun with it. When they finally finished a conversation with a producer friend of Gary's and his wife and they hugged goodbye after inviting them for a dinner as couples, Danny pulled Gary aside before they could engage the next group. "Hey! Easy mate," said Danny in his accent, smiling, holding hands as he pulled him aside. "I can't thank you enough for bringing me here, but I'm not exactly sure it's Lindsey that will be making date night appearances, right?" "Well I thought maybe she could come around every once and awhile if not in public, then maybe from down under," joked Gary, pecking a kiss and rubbing his ass. "Right, mate?" "Yeah, maybe not and do I look like a mate?" asked Danny. "Definitely not!" said Gary. "Plus, it's what this not so mate's got down under that's the issue, so while Lindsey is all decked out, then sure. Take me anywhere you want. I'm your date or babe or whatever you need," smiled Danny, softly kissing him back. "But we both known Danny needs the gigs as Lindsey, Danielle or who gives a shit what, as long as he or she gets them." "Well, he's already almost got one, you gorgeous thing and I do see a future for some of the other girls, don't you?" said Gary with his arms around him. "I hope so and confused as I am, that's what I'm here for," Danny looked back at him, into his eyes. "I know, and you're so close I bet you can taste it," smiled Gary, kissing him. "Yes I can, and you taste good, so do not mess with me," said Danny, stepping back and holding his hand. "You promise you're not right?" "Messing with you? No," smiled Gary as they walked, holding hands. "Using you as my hot date partially for myself and my own big ego. Definitely." "No kidding?" said Danny, rolling his eyes. "Why else would I need such monstrous tits?" "To fit in of course," chuckled Gary. "Yeah like half the room's aren't just as fake as mine," joked Danny, looking over at another girl with her big, strong boyfriend. "Ok well maybe not the same kind of fake, but fake none the less. Look at this brunette's in the red dress with her boy toy coming this way. Tell me she just didn't have them done?" "Crap, put your arm around me babe, and hold my cheek," demanded Gary, panicking and putting Danny's hand on his ass. "That is my ex- girlfriend, and she had them done about six months ago. I fucking paid for them! Now smile and play along." "Well hello Gary. Don't you look nice tonight?" said the woman, coming over and touching his bow tie before patting his chest. "Hey Laris," said Gary, kissing her cheek. "Fantastic dress, and you cut your hair?" "Thanks," said Larissa, softly hugging him and then fluffing her hairdo. "And well yes. I guess I needed a change?" "Interesting that you finally cut and curled it now like my stylist advised six months ago," Stated Gary before stopping himself. "But I guess what does that matter now, as you look amazing as always of course." "Well thanks again, I think," smiled Larissa, rolling her eyes turning towards her date. "This is Luciano, and Luciano this is Gary." "Hi," said Gary releasing the hug and then reaching out his hand. "And this is Lindsey." "Oh my! How beautiful do you look, Lindsey?" said Larissa, raising her brows, looking at Danny before air kissing his cheeks. "I love the whole vibe you've got going on there, and see you're in Riccardo Tisci?" "Oh thank you," said Danny. "You look incredible yourself ,Larissa." "Thank you, this is also a Tisci if you didn't notice?" said Larissa, sizing him up. "I see we have a lot of the same taste, and I love your accent, Lindsey." "Thank you, I'm Australian," replied Danny, flicking his wrist and looking at her dress. "And I guess we do?" "Yes I noticed," said Larissa with some attitude. "We've both shared the same designer and the same man. What a coincidence? I guess you introduced her to Riccardo then, Gary?" "Is that a problem?" said Gary. "I didn't know you'd mind?" "Well no, but did you introduce her to Dr. Cohen as well, because obviously these don't look like they made the flight over from Sydney, did they Lindsey?" said Larissa with a nasty laugh, wiggling her boobs. "Don't be jealous, you could have gone bigger too if you wanted too?" said Gary, jabbing back at her. "Hey, that was uncalled for, buddy," said Luciano, stepping between them and grabbing Gary's arm. "It's ok, Luciano. I asked for that, and I apologize," said Larissa, pushing Luciano aside. "We had a tough break up, and this is new to both of us but just so you know, I did go bigger." "Since when?" said Gary, staring at her boobs pushing out of the dress. "We didn't break up that long ago, and I'd damn well notice." "No honey, my boobs are more than big enough. I'm talking about bigger and wider," said Larissa, sliding her hand across her boyfriend's crotch. "You think you're the only one that's dating an ex-porn star? I'm sure we're both enjoying the benefits of our new relationships." "Wait, what?" yelped Danny, almost losing his accent. "Trolling my Instagram again, I see," said Gary, folding his arms. "Can't get enough of me obviously?" "Me?" Larissa pointed at herself and then him. "I broke up with you, asshole! And I had a porn star first, so of course you had to have one too, didn't you?" "Oh please. They are a dime a dozen," said Gary, rolling his eyes. "No offense honey. And she's much more than that! She's an amazing, serious actress?" "Sure she is," laughed Larissa. "I'm sure she acts all night that she's orgasming when she's staring at the ceiling bored out of her mind with your little dick inside her. Oh baby! Yeah baby! ... Oh please! I acted with you for years." "So you were in porn too, Lindsey?" said Luciano, turning towards Danny away from their fight. "You do look really familiar? Have you worked with people I know? Maybe some ...?" "Ummm I don't think so. I'm from Australia, mate," gulped Danny, turning and grabbing Gary. "Honey, don't you think we should go now?" "And let the tramp have the last word?" Barked Gary, pulling away. "You should be as hot as Lindsey, and bullshit you did. But now we know it's how you got everything you've accomplished anyway, with your legs open pointing to the ceiling." "At least I earned it then instead of growing up with Daddy's silver spoon in my mouth," Larissa stepped back. "Come on Luciano, and good luck here in Hollywood trying to keep your legs crossed getting anywhere, Kangaroo girl. But really I doubt you'll need any luck because if all else fails, good thing you've got those nice big lips, bimbo." "Sorry," said Luciano, as she began pulling him away as he squeezed Danny's hand and winked at him. "Nice meeting you Lindsey, and I look forward to seeing you around, plus some of your work." "Holy shit!" said Gary, grabbing Danny's hand. "Let's get the fuck out of here now and do you believe that bitch!" "Wait just a minute! Believe her?" said Danny miffed. "You told people I was an ex-porn star." "Well kind of?" said Gary backpedaling. "I had to post something when people were asking about your film history that obviously doesn't exist. I had to come up with something that people can't really check too easily, and trust me you wouldn't be the first one out here. There are plenty of you?" "No, there are not plenty of me, because I'm not a porn star or a ..." Danny started to say. "Keep your voice down," said Gary, interrupting. "These places have ears everywhere." "Sorry, your right," said Danny, looking around. "I don't think anyone heard that part but your spat.. That I'm not so sure about." "Fuck it! Who cares," said Gary, pulling him in and kissing. "I'm dating a hot porn star, so everyone else is jealous." "That does sound sexy," said Danny, kissing him back. "Damn, I'm a porn star? That actually does sound really hot." "And you are hot," replied Gary, locking lips. They kissed deeply, enjoying each other and then when it broke stared at each other with smiles on their faces. "So. Ready?" said Gary, wiping his lips. "We probably should get going and... wow. My head is spinning after tonight!" "Yeah," nodded Danny, taking Gary's hand. "Wow is right! It's late, and that actually was really hot." "Well from what I saw, it seems like I'm not the only one that thinks you're really hot tonight?" Gary teased as they began walking. "Thanks?" Smirked Danny as they walked, rubbing fingers. "That was the idea, right?" "Well yeah?" said Gary, giving him a look. "Important people. But not everybody?" "Ok?" said Danny, giving him a confused look. "But what does that mean?" "Well I mean this hottie you've become wasn't meant for someone with no influence in the industry," said Gary. "You know like Luciano?" "Luciano?" asked Danny, surprised. "Oh please, don't tell me you didn't notice how he looked at you?" Gary said. "I saw how he rubbed your hand before he headed off and heard what he whispered to you?" "You're kidding?" Danny giggled. "Are you jealous?" "Well?" sighed Gary, rubbing his chin. "Should I be jealous?" "Seriously, did you see him?" smiled Danny, leaning in kissing and then stopping, looking into his eyes before grinning as he kissed again. "Hell yeah, you should!"