🦪 Two Pearls

Rouge got up and went to the bathroom. After he took a shower and dried himself off, he poured some of the hair dyer Two Pearls gave on the top of his head and watched in the mirror as the nanobots quickly changed his hair from red to silver to the last strand.

Next he put the box of makeup into a special slot and rested his chin on the makeup machine. After approximately a minute the A.I. turned his face into something worthy of a magazine cover.

He heard a rusting noise on the floor and saw a tray with a silver bodysuit delivered under the door. He stepped into the bodysuit and squeezed inside the stretchy material until it wrapped him like a second skin, then went out of the bathroom.

A young blonde guy with a ponytail and a gray leotard was standing in the room. "Whoa, what a cute model!" He walked up to Rouge and studied him all over.

Rouge looked at Two Pearls.

"His name is Nicole, he's your photographer for today. You'll have to talk with him during the photoshoot. But he's too much into pretty boys and contortion, so don't let him stretch the time with you, he always makes the sessions last forever without proper supervision! Wasting the company's money on his own entertainment. Isn't that true, Nicole?"

"I'm sorry, Miss! I am classically trained and we photographers have to take hundreds of pictures just to choose the best one... It's called being a pro."

"Well, if jewelers did the same thing, we'd run out of gold and diamonds. You need to develop a better eye and reaction instead of wasting so much time and disk space! I told you that many times... But I also told you, many of your photos are really good, I even have some hanging in my bedroom... Ahem! But I think it's about time we create a new masterpiece!"

"Yes, Miss! With this model here, I can promise you something really ho...*cough* really amazing!"

Two Pearls turned to Rouge. "Before we start, do you have any questions?"

"What's the theme of this shoot?"

"Elegance, of course! Did you expect something pornographic? I'm selling jewelry, not running a brothel." She looked at the photographer. "Now, you two can start, I believe?"

"Surely, Miss!" Nicole gave her a cheeky smile and held Rouge's hand, pulling him across the room to a special niche. He pressed some buttons on the wall and the niche's wallpaper turned green, several lightboxes lit it up nicely.

"Here, we will add the background later. For now we'll work on a perfect pose and expression!" Nicole stroke the side of Rouge's body gently, like a sculptor trying to visualize the sculpture inside a block of stone. Maybe it was a mere professional habit of treating his "living material".

"Two Pearls doesn't like to waste time, but the most beautiful contortion pictures in the world aren't done in 5 shots!" He pouted. "First you need to have the model dance for a while, get into the mood, relax... Take pictures that just look good, before you get to the ones that look excellent and then..."

He gently pulled Rouge into his arms and looked at him expectantly. "I want you to imagine something." He closed his eyes and whispered, "...A black swan, one that only existed in fairytales..."

"Nicole!" Two Pearls shouted. "The boy's already got a boyfriend! Two actually."

"Oh, and three is too much, I guess?" Nicole pouted.

"I'm going to need you to stop touching the boy for now if you're such a pro."

Nicole sighed. "Yes, Miss. I was just trying to get him in the mood. But how am I supposed to work if he's got no feelings for me?"

"No, I like your pretty face," Rouge protested. "Do you fancy a pair of hot buns on it, I could give you a discount."

"Oh, you work in buns delivery?" Nicole looked at Rouge. "If you think you're so hot then move like you're melting."

Rouge closed his eyes and started moving slowly like wax.

"Ah, that's it. Don't move, stay like that." Nicole adjusted the turning platform under Rouge's feet and the lightbox positions until the angles were perfect, then took several pictures.

"That's not the pose I wanted," Two Pearls protested.

"Well, this is better. More romantic."

"Hmm, alright, keep it, sheesh. But we need to capture the one I sent you!"

"Yes, yes!" the blonde replied. "But I don't know exactly how to do it. Can you go over there and help a bit?"

"Move aside, pro."

With even more ease than before Two Pearls took Rouge's foot all the way to the floor and adjusted his chest and shoulders, so everything was the way she wanted. "What's so difficult to understand?" She shook her head.

Nicole almost swallowed his tongue. "I'm a pro and I haven't seen that many models who..."

"Yes, when it comes to pretty boys and contortion, my boy here is the best in the business!"

"Perfect!" Nicole whistled, raising his camera. "Come on, sweet cheeks, don't forget to stretch your lips!"

Rouged joined in the smile, stretching his mouth as wide as he could before the shutter sound.

"Beautiful," the photographer said and took a few more pictures. "Your boyfriends must be really damn lucky!"

"Yeah, they are, and so are my clients," Rouge said (and winked at him).

Nicole took a few more pictures and then said, "Now for the interesting part. You just gave me an idea, I want you to do something pretty damn impossible." He looked at Rouge for a while and then... "Self-face-sitting!" He snapped his fingers.

"What?" Rouge looked at Two Pearls for help.

Suddenly she grinned. "That's actually something I don't mind paying to see as well..." She knelt by Rouge's side and ruffled his hair playfully. "...I need you to do it for me."

"Um, sure," the bendy boy said, although a little worried about this whole self-face-sitting thing.

Both Nicole and Two Pearls helped him to lay his shoulders on the floor and twist the body until his chest was turned 180 degrees around. He felt like all his ribs were ready to pop out of his chest when the two pushed hard on his hip bone and the next thing he felt was his nose between his own butt cheeks!

He suddenly realized his hands could easily wrap around his own hip bone to hold the position, for the first time in his life he could feel the hotness of his buns on his own face and it was...fantastic! He hugged himself as tight as possible, trying to bury his face even deeper.

The two let go of him and Nicole started shooting. He took a few pictures from different angles and when the whole process was over, Rouge felt a little light-headed.

"That was... incredible," Two Pearls admited.

She tried to help Rouge to get up but he protested. "No no, please, I want to lay like this for a while..."

He kept hugging his own butt, rubbing his nose against the soft cheeks like a happy child who was given a big new plushie toy.

It felt incredible, he just enjoyed feeling his body so compactly twisted into this position when suddenly he felt someone taking a firm seat on top of his hip bone. Rouge went cross-eyed from this much pressure on his body, all his joints, he felt his twisted backbone would snap if it weren't for his mom who stretched him daily since the day he was born.

He heard a lot of shutter sounds as his platform turned to give his contortion-obsessed employers dozens of amazing angles of his impossibly twisted and squished body.

"Um, I believe we have all the shots we will ever need," Two Pearls said. "Rouge, you can get up."

This whole experience had left Rouge feeling weak and drained, but in a good way. He feel like he could easily fall asleep for days just like this...

"You mind if I take a nap here, I'm just so tired..." He begged.

"Of course not, beautiful. I already got you a taxi, but you can keep the makeup and bodysuit as gifts, see if your boyfriends like the new style."

"Ah, but if I get back home like this, they'll never let me sleep tonight..." Rouge mumbled, slowly getting up and trying to remember how human beings are supposed to walk.