You audition to become a cabaret singer.
Island of Change Collaberotica Version
Chapter 7
You always had a great singing voice, and feel sure, even if it's in a different octave now, you can still sing for your supper. Walking into the club, you spot the owner, or manager. Sitting at one of the prime tables. Paperwork spread out all around him, as his staff practice their various acts.
"I'd like to work here. I can sing." you don't give him a chance to answer, before you burst into song. There's an awkward pause, realising you'll have to sing as a woman. It takes you a moment to think of the right one, where you know the words.
You almost falter and stop, uncertainty overwhelming, as he makes a gesture. From the corner of your eye, you see one of the bouncers pause in his advance. With a twitch of his fingers, he encourages you to continue, to restore the faltering volume of your delivery.
"Okay, toots. I'll give you a spot tonight, and if it works out, I'll keep you on."
His head dips back down to his paperwork, and the gesture turns into a shoo-ing one, vaguely towards the back-stage area. Now, when the bouncer arrives, he pats you on the shoulder, and walks you through. His hand heavier than you expected your slender shoulders far weaker than ever before.
"Let's get you an outfit..." His tone both bored, and oddly lewd. The sight of the other performers flashes back into your mind. You swallow knowing you'll have to wear a more sparkly, more revealing outfit to sell your singing to those who aren't there for the entertainment. Well, not the girls' skills, just their pleasing bodies.
It's uncomfortable to be both relieved your body is counting in your favour, and unsettling that you have to be beautiful, (slutty?), as well as sing.
Passing one of the others backstage. You realise it's dog eat dog, or whatever the more catty version is. The woman clearly seeing you as a potential rival.
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The bouncer walks you to a changing room door. Without knocking he enters, and you almost knock yourself out, as you see it's already occupied. Turning awkwardly in the tight space, momentarily forgetting you too are a woman!
Dressed in just her lingerie, you blush crimson. While she seems unfazed by the man in her changing room. Her eyes flicking to you curiously, and the bouncer's package in his tight jeans, as if weighing up which holds more interest for her.
"Jack.." she says offhandedly. "A new room mate."
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She extends a hand, for you to shake...
"I'd like to work here. I can sing." you don't give him a chance to answer, before you burst into song. There's an awkward pause, realising you'll have to sing as a woman. It takes you a moment to think of the right one, where you know the words.
You almost falter and stop, uncertainty overwhelming, as he makes a gesture. From the corner of your eye, you see one of the bouncers pause in his advance. With a twitch of his fingers, he encourages you to continue, to restore the faltering volume of your delivery.
"Okay, toots. I'll give you a spot tonight, and if it works out, I'll keep you on."
His head dips back down to his paperwork, and the gesture turns into a shoo-ing one, vaguely towards the back-stage area. Now, when the bouncer arrives, he pats you on the shoulder, and walks you through. His hand heavier than you expected your slender shoulders far weaker than ever before.
"Let's get you an outfit..." His tone both bored, and oddly lewd. The sight of the other performers flashes back into your mind. You swallow knowing you'll have to wear a more sparkly, more revealing outfit to sell your singing to those who aren't there for the entertainment. Well, not the girls' skills, just their pleasing bodies.
It's uncomfortable to be both relieved your body is counting in your favour, and unsettling that you have to be beautiful, (slutty?), as well as sing.
Passing one of the others backstage. You realise it's dog eat dog, or whatever the more catty version is. The woman clearly seeing you as a potential rival.
https://i.pinimg.com/originals/3a/a2/e3/...
The bouncer walks you to a changing room door. Without knocking he enters, and you almost knock yourself out, as you see it's already occupied. Turning awkwardly in the tight space, momentarily forgetting you too are a woman!
Dressed in just her lingerie, you blush crimson. While she seems unfazed by the man in her changing room. Her eyes flicking to you curiously, and the bouncer's package in his tight jeans, as if weighing up which holds more interest for her.
"Jack.." she says offhandedly. "A new room mate."
https://i.pinimg.com/originals/53/91/fc/...
She extends a hand, for you to shake...
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July 28, 2023
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