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Costs of Sponsorship for Kiki/Lapsa by Draconicon

"Thanks for seeing me, sir."

Kiki shook hands with the dragon on the opposite side of the desk before sitting down. The vixen adjusted herself in her seat, shifting from side to side to get comfortable. She clasped an envelope in her hands, occasionally shifting her grip on it as she blushed. It was hard to keep herself focused; this was something important, something crucial that could lead to a big break for her.

The dragon sitting across from her was the head of a big news network, simply called DNN by most people. His white, empty eyes stared at her, and she just hoped that she was not being found wanting already. Clearing her throat, she put the envelope down on the desk and slid it over.

"Um, yes. I brought a proposal for sponsorship by your network. You'll find all the details there, but I can summarize it for you."

The dragon nodded as he opened the envelope.

"Please do."

"Right. My name is Kiki, and I work for a tropical resort as a waitress. But, um, I wanted to start putting out stories about some of the amazing things that happen there. We're owned by some very, um, interesting people, you see, and -"

"Let me stop you right there."

The dragon looked up from her proposal and looked her right in the eye.

"I'm open to almost any sponsorship for almost anyone. But simple stories won't do much. You'll need a lot more. Particularly if you're publishing as...well, yourself."

"What are you talking about? What's wrong with me?"

"Well, nothing, if you don't mind everyone thinking you're a slut."

Kiki sputtered at the sudden accusation.

"I-I beg your pardon?!"

"Hey, don't look at me. Look at all the statistics. 65% of prostitutes are vixens, 57% of teenage pregnancies are vixen mothers, 88% of all 'rape' victims are vixens -"

"Those are disputable!"

"Eh, by a couple of percentage points." The dragon shrugged. "Regardless, if you're writing as yourself, you're going to present as a slut. If you want your name on stuff -"

"I do!"

She'd be damned if she would use a pseudonym now. She'd been wanting to be more than a waitress for a while, and she wasn't about to let some fake name get all the credit for the stories she could tell.

The dragon nodded, putting the proposal back in the envelope.

"Then you're going to need more than simple stories to make it. People expect something saucier from vixens, something more explicit."

"I'm not writing porn, sir."

"Why not? I'm sure you got a lot of stories of people doing stuff back at the resort. Lot of experience, too, I bet."

"I'm sure I have no idea what you're talking about."

The dragon shrugged, getting to his feet.

"Come with me. I think we'll need to do something to improve your image."

Of all the things she'd expected, a photo-shoot wasn't one of them. Nor was the fact that she was put into a bikini. Why did a news network even have bikinis lying around? It seemed pretty out of the ordinary.

"What the hell is all this for?"

"Well, if you're going to be yourself, might as well play up everything. And that means a good photoshoot for the sponsorship event. You're a vixen; show off like one."

Kiki blushed as she slowly brought her arms down. The bikini she wore was little more than a set of string with a couple of quarter-sized triangles that covered her nipples, and a thong that was barely decent by the loosest of standards. Hell, she doubted that the thing even covered both of her pussy lips at once, let alone anything else.

Still, the camera-man definitely liked it, and if it would let her sell things without having to write so much porn...

She walked to one of the props on stage, a hardened sand castle and leaned over it, looking at the camera as she was instructed. Her breasts hung forward, nearly spilling out. She just hoped -

Click.

As soon as the flash went off, she swore she felt warmer, like something was sizzling in her head. She shook her head a couple of times, but just like that, it was gone.

"What -"

She started to stand up, but the flash went off again, and she went off balance, slipping and falling onto her side. Again, that sizzling feeling was left behind, but only for a couple of seconds. Kiki shook her head, looking blearily from side to side as she tried to blink away the spots in her vision.

"Wha...wha' was tha'?"

"Just a bright flash. Don't worry. Why don't you try getting on all fours this time?"

"Uh...okay..."

She wondered why, but it was just a pose, wasn't it? Would it be that bad, really? She moved around the sand castle, one hand on the side of it, and stuck her head around with a smile. Her breasts wobbled around, jiggling within the skinny bikini, but she couldn't -

Click.

Another flash, another fizzle sizzle in her head. It was starting to sting a bit, but it was harder and harder to care about it. She shook her head, wondering why they needed it to be so bright.

Crawling out from behind the sand castle, the vixen got on all fours and faced the camera. With her arms at her sides, she felt like her breasts were being almost shoved forward, but that wasn't too bad a thing, was it? After all, they said that she should be trading on her sexiness as a vixen, and if she needed to show off -

Click.

• wanted to show off -

Click.

• needed to show off, they'd better let her. She giggled as she swayed from side to side, barely feeling the fizzling heat in her head anymore as her breasts bounced off of each other, swaying and sliding almost as if they were oiled up.

Oil. That wouldn't be a bad idea, she thought. But before she could call for it, the dragon waved at her.

"That's good so far. Why don't you take off your top now?"

Take off - why didn't she think of that? If she was going to show off, she might as well go whole hog. No need to hold back the goods when people wanted to see it so badly. She giggled as she reached up to her bikini, but despite her best efforts, she couldn't quite undo it. She fumbled with it a few times before giving up and just ripping it off, throwing it to the ground. Moaning softly in relief at her breasts being free, she struck a pose with her arms crossed under them.

Click, click, click.

The camera was so bright, and Kiki barely realized that she had fallen over before the flashes came to a halt. She giggled, rolling her head from side to side as the big black dragon walked over to her. He was so tall, so big...and such a stud, from what she could see in his pants. She giggled at the thought, particularly as he took out a marker.

"We need to do a little product placement, Kiki. I'm sure you don't mind."

"Hee hee, not at all, Mr. Big Black Dragon. You gotta big -"

"Excellent. Just hold still."

He grabbed hold of her breasts, turning them and adjusting them as he wrote on them. It wasn't like any of...what was the word he used again? She'd forgotten. But then again, she supposed she didn't have to know. She was just the dumb vixen that they'd gotten for a photoshoot for real books, wasn't she?

She frowned. Where had that thought -

Click.

When she opened her eyes again, the dragon was wearing sunglasses, and her bikini bottoms were missing. Instead, she had words written around her pussy, running all the way from her crotch up to her tits. Kiki curiously leaned forward, straining her eyes as she tried to read what the words were. She knew that she didn't know how to read that well, but she remembered her last boyfriend teaching her how between blowjobs. It said...

"Read a good book...then get a good fuck...Call Kiki for a suck...Just pay us a buck..."

She didn't understand, but it sounded fun if she got to have cocks to suck and fuck. She giggled a bit as she looked up at the camera, instinctively spreading her legs as the camera-man looked down at her.

Click, click, click.

The flashes kept blasting at her head, but it felt so good. When she opened her eyes again, blinking away the last flashes, she realized that she was sitting in a pool of her own juices, her pussy and her asshole slick and wet from how turned on she was getting. It was weird, too, because her master - the big black dragon - was writing something on her feet, and it kinda tickled.

"What's that, master Drac?"

"Just writing your best services, Kiki. Gotta show the camera and all those people that buy my books what you're capable of, don't we?"

"Mmm, why don't we just do a porn video instead? Like we did that one time...I think..."

Click click click.

"Hee hee, like we did that one time when you took a vacation for a while. Big gangbang with you fucking my ass...mmmm, that was so -"

"We need pictures first, Kiki. But I guess a slutty vixen like you can't resist a gangbang, can you?"

"No, Kiki can't, Master Drac. Pleeeeeease? I want to have you in me again."

"Just a couple more pictures, Kiki, then you'll get all you want."

She pouted as the master walked back off set, looking down at herself. It was funny; she didn't remember all that writing happening that fast. She had words running down her arms, over her breasts, up her neck, over her stomach and all the way down over her pussy and legs. Had master gotten faster?

He must have; it wasn't like she could just forget all that time, could she?

The End