Despite this not being your first body port, you feel nervous. You want to project confidence, and competence, something which you have in spades with your experience. Your CV, stands you in good stead, too.
However, it might just be nerves, but a thought at the back of your mind niggles at your confidence.
"Can you project all these things, with this body."
Certainly, embarrassingly, you found your new reflection attractive. You found it hard to see this as a serious candidate. With access to her home, and wardrobe, you checked for something more serious, something more business-like.
However, it was a curvy, sensual body. Her clothes reflected that. You look surprisingly sexy even in the lazy jogging clothes you found.
Putting together a black outfit, you prepared to head off for the interview.
Your heart fluttered, as you stood outside the impressive company headquarters. Squaring your shoulders you enter the building and march up to the receptionist.
"I'm here for the interview."
She takes a moment to reply. Her pause making you feel uncertain and vulnerable. Hell, her outfit is more professional, and restrained, but you keep calm, and take the door card she slides across to you. Her gaze resting briefly in your cleavage, isn't flattering. It's dismissive, it's humiliating. She just considers you eye-candy.
Taking your revenge, you seductively pick up the card, wink and pout at the woman before heading to the bank of elevators. Putting a shimmy into your strut, you swivel and sway as you sashay over. Absolutely certain she's watching... glaring at your back.
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