"Wait -- oh for fuck's sake. Is that permanent?"

"It sticks. That's the point."

"Motherfucker. I told you anywhere but my bra."

"Time we buy you a new pair anyway, don't you think? Something lacy, perhaps?"

"Ok, you know what? I'm done listening to you. What the hell did you write anyway?"

Cassie turned where she stood, craning her neck to inspect the words scrawled on her body. The dressing mirror in front of her spelled the word UPTIGHT inked on the small of her back, along with PRIG across her left thigh and PRINCESS across the sinuous curve of her spine. Turning she read LOW MILEAGE in a jagged cursive just below her belly button.

"That's -- hey!"

A flash of light followed by a chuckle drew Cassie's attention away from the mirror. She trained her drunken ire towards Billy, her manager, and the camera phone in his hand.

"You are not posting that, asshole" Cassie spat indignantly, belatedly wrapping her arms around her for coverage. "I thought you said this was a good idea" Billy retorted, clearly enjoying and basking in Cassie's embarassment.

"Yeah, well, you said 'sexy but tasteful'. Prig, Uptight, Low Mileage -- you make me sound like a sexually frustrated nun at a convent."

"I'm sorry I don't have a fucking Webster lying around. Besides -- " Billy started forward, holding up the uncapped felt-tip black marker he used on Cassie. " -- you're just not there yet, sweetie" Billy declared, punctuating his point by dabbing the pen's tip on Cassie's forehead.

"The hell's that s'ppose to mean?"

"It means exactly what it means." Billy walked around Cassie and, bracing her waists, wheeled her attention back to the mirror. He nestled his bearded chin on the crook of her neck and, locking eyes with Cassie's in the mirror, began to scrawl more words on her half-naked figure. The words EASY, TIGHT, and LOOSE stared back at Cassie, scribbled in capitals across her chest. WET, SCREAMER, and TROOPER joined the others, strewn across her smooth belly. When Billy finished he tucked the pen on Cassie's panties and in a hushed tone asked, "There -- that better?"

But Cassie found herself at a loss for words, mulling over Billy's handiwork; his vandalism. Despite her intoxication she knew what each word meant and feared their implications, both present and future. She feared the truths they hold within and the same truths she may very well find within herself...if she let Billy pry and paw her open with his grubby hands.

"I -- fuck, Billy. This isn't me."

"No, no. Not yet anyway" Billy quietly replied, right hand snaking from her goosepimpled thigh up her crotch. "You want folks to start noticing this is the way to go. They see you now they only see the sweet girl from that musical. Fucking little miss Muffet who can barely hold a note, but pretty and polite enough to tolerate.

"They see this they'll forget that all in a hurry. But then it ain't enough -- talk and words sell for a bit. You -- " Billy's hand slid underneath Cassie's crotch, calloused digits worming around and finding the inviting warmth and velvet between Cassie's legs.

" -- you gotta walk the talk too. Mmmm, you're 'tight' enough as it is. Are you a screamer too?"

~

Hey there! TL; DR: A washed up pop star wants a clean break from her squeaky clean image from a decade ago. Her manager, over drinks, offered to rehabilitate her image by posting lewd photos online. From there it escalates and gets out of hand as she is taken advantage by a lot of people, her manager being the worst among them.

The big theme here of course is corruption and degradation: how much would our pop star, your character, give up just to gain fame and attention?

If you're interested send me a message (Chats would be ignored; sorry) along with your age and the words SPOILED BRAT either in your heading or body. I'm envisioning this as a long-term exchange so offers of 'quickies' won't be entertained. Try and see if you can pick up where I left off in the prompt, or offer your own perspective of the story -- it's the best way I can gauge whether we'll click as pen pals or not. And it doesn't have to be super long, as long as you can sell me on your grammar, spelling, and overall vibes. We can discuss kinks and limits later, but if you're really curious here's a rundown of mine: https://i.imgur.com/8waJVmt.png

Until then, cheers!