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(Her Secret Fantasy, continued by vishi...)
Rachel's fingers twist nervously in her lap as she finally meets your eyes.
“You're going to think this is insane Ross,” she starts, voice barely above a whisper, “but ever since Monica told me what she did last year… I haven't been able to stop thinking about it.”
You raise an eyebrow, leaning closer. “What did Monica do?”
Rachel takes a slow breath. “She was a body double for a side character in that big fantasy series everyone's watching — remember the one with all the dragons and the throne made of swords? The star has a strict no-nudity clause. So for the really explicit sex scenes they hire unknowns who have almost the exact same body. Monica did three episodes last season.. but they CGI the actress's face over hers in post-production. On screen it looks like the star is getting absolutely railed, but it was actually Monica the whole time.”
Your cock twitches at the thought. Rachel notices — of course she does — and her cheeks flush even darker.
“She showed me some behind-the-scenes photos on her phone,” Rachel continues, voice trembling with excitement. “She was on her knees, totally naked, sucking a dildo while the director shouted instructions. And she said the pay was insane — like twenty-five thousand dollars for four days' work. But the real rush… was knowing millions of people would be jerking off to her body, thinking it was someone else.”
Your girlfriend shifts on the couch, pressing her thighs together. You can see her nipples hard against the thin fabric of her tank top.
“Monica says the casting director is still looking,” she whispers. “They need someone with my exact measurements — height, cup size, hip-to-waist ratio and skin tone. Apparently the lead actress and I could be twins from the neck down.” She bites her lip.
Her hand slides onto your thigh, squeezing. “I keep imagining walking onto that set,” she breathes. “Stripping in front of the crew while the cameras roll… knowing my face will never be seen, but my body will be on millions of screens and you'd be the only one in the world who knows it's really me.”
She's breathing hard now, eyes glassy with lust. “They are shooting the new season now and I filled the application form,” she confesses in a rush. “Just to see. They already replied and they want me to come in for a body casting and screen test next week.”
Rachel looks at you, waiting, trembling.
What do you say?
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