Talent Agency - story

Shaun is a brown-haired, blue-eyed music lover who decided to focus and devote his life to what was initially just a hobby, to the point of deciding to study for a degree in music several years ago. Now, 10 years after finishing his studies, he has not been successful in any of his musical projects. He has tried everything: forming his own band, breaking up the band because he couldn't get the other members to commit (they had other jobs and professions), creating a YouTube channel about music, and even uploading short videos about interesting facts about the craft or how to improve or fix certain things, but nothing has really worked. He currently survives thanks to his parents, who left him their house (so he doesn't have to pay rent), and by giving music lessons to children on weekends to barely cover food and basic services. Even some other musicians who have had worse luck than Shaun believe that he should be grateful for not having to work in a job other than music, but he doesn't think the same as his colleagues.

For Shaun, at this point in his life, in his 30s, from a perspective where you often start to see everything differently and it becomes inevitable to compare yourself to other people your age, or even other people in your trade or profession, the way he lives his life is not enough. Inside him lie frustrated dreams of greatness and immeasurable ambition. He believed he was destined for success as a musician and that this would also bring him financial success, but no matter how hard he has tried, it never seems to be enough, and on top of that, all the other external factors have tended to work against him. That's why this time he has a new project in mind, a project that, according to him, cannot fail. After saving money for years, he was able to buy more professional equipment to start making short and long videos, streaming, and composing his own songs. That plan had failed before, but this time Shaun was willing to use a new tool at his disposal that he had not used before and that he can still use (since he has not yet aged to the point where he cannot do so): his feminine appearance.

For years, Shaun had been told how effeminate he looked, and thanks to his natural and learned musical abilities, he knows how to fake a female voice and even sing with it. So Shaun has decided to take the easy route: no one values good music anymore, according to Shaun, but a pair of fake breasts, makeup, a blonde wig, some revealing clothing, and singing in a feminine voice while playing his guitar and acting flirtatiously will surely bring in many new viewers. So, when he, still dressed as a man, uploaded a performance of one of his original songs to his old channel a week earlier to experiment, which had remained stuck at 51 subscribers despite having uploaded more than 1,000 videos over the years, he only received 61 views throughout the week. On the other hand, today (i.e., a week after the first experiment), and one day after the second experiment, where he played the same song he had previously performed as a man with little success, dressed as a girl and pretending to have a female voice, all he needed to do was upload a few videos to another short video platform showing how he moved his breasts while headbanging and singing and playing his guitar. And that's when his luck seemed to change: as if all the work of 10 years of effort and suffering were worthless and had been in vain (at least from Shaun's perspective), suddenly, in less than 24 hours, he had 1.3 million subscribers and 22 million views on that hot June morning. Shaun then decided to delete his previous channel as a sign of detachment and renunciation of those 10 years of futile efforts and embraced his new existence as Shana. [Page 1]

A couple of years later, she had emerged as a famous up-and-coming singer, a massive internet phenomenon, acclaimed and recognized by both critics and her fans. Shana was singing and playing guitar at a concert in front of a large audience who were singing along to the lyrics, full of energy as they waved their lights, as if it were an almost religious experience, like a pagan festival where the artist and the audience are immersed in the same maelstrom of uncontrollable emotions.

Finally, the concert ends, the curtains come down, and Shana, exhausted, heads for her dressing room. As she walks, she wonders how long this charade will last, or how the audience would react if they discovered that she is actually a man wearing a wig and faking a woman's voice. After all, two years is a long time, and they never noticed. Shana has long since erased all traces of her former life as a man and even moved house just to hide the truth about her identity. She even legally changed her name and gender, although she fears that if someone investigates enough one day, they will discover the truth. That's when someone enters the dressing room (even though the door was supposed to be locked). A mysterious woman with brown hair and fuchsia eyes approaches him and says, “Hey! Do you need help managing your music career, becoming more famous, and hiding embarrassing secrets? Call us!” Then she leaves.
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The card appears to be a contact card for a talent agency. Shana has been managing her music career on her own for two years, and even though she already has fame and fortune, she is curious about what it would be like to live that life working with a talent agency. Maybe she could become even more famous and have her name written in gold letters in the history books. So Shana proceeds to use the QR code on the card without expecting what happens next: a huge fuchsia and white spiral catches her attention so powerfully that she quickly sinks into a deep sleep.

All she remembers after that is a mantra that plays over and over in her head:
“You're a doll, you're a doll, you're a doll... dolls obey their manager, dolls only exist to be pretty,” as her mind sinks deeper and deeper into pleasure and confusion, so much so that she doesn't even realize that she has undergone a sex reassignment operation using modern methods (a bath in that green chemical) while she was unconscious.
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Months later, Shana reappeared after the entertainment press reported that she had taken some time off to rest due to the hustle and bustle and stress she had experienced over the past two years. Her new way of dressing and singing came as a surprise to everyone. Shana had always been sexy on stage, but not in such an exaggerated way, and although some of her fans complained that she no longer seemed so authentic and that she had become “just another product of the music industry,” most of her fans welcomed the new Shana with open arms.

A year after her comeback, at another concert, Shana ends up completely exhausted as usual, but she remains true to her role and walks silly and perhaps even a little stiffly to the back of the stage, to a dark corner where there seems to be no one else and no other witnesses. There, another blonde girl, very similar, if not practically identical to Shana, is waiting for her. who seems to control her movements via a cell phone, as if Shana has been so affected that she cannot even control her own movements, needing the help of another person to move and do things that are ordered to her via the cell phone, which, depending on the order, sends that order verbally to Shana's ear, which she hears through an earpiece hidden in her ear.
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That girl, who appears to be an identical clone of Shana, is happy to finally meet her, although she regrets that it is time to say goodbye so soon. Perhaps it seems that the radical change in Shana's personality has caused a great deal of attention and expectation to discover the reasons for this change, even from the police, so the agency has decided to replace Shana with a perfect clone of herself (or someone who has been able to replicate her appearance exactly) and make Shana disappear before anyone discovers her secrets, as Shana herself has become useful evidence for the police if they snoop too much into her life. Shana's replacement then shoots her with a shrinking ray, and she falls to the ground, now a doll with her skin plasticized.

Finally, Shana is stored in a doll box from her own official doll line, which the talent agency recently began selling, and days later she is sold as one of their dolls, beginning a new life as one.
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