Thread: The Growing up of Little Miss Watson {darkest_Fate&DeRe}

Eighteen years. She'd been around for that long in total, as the ID her director currently held said in quite clear letters. True, it matched up with her country of origin, and given her current locale, it may be a tad difficult to read through the UK standard. Bit it wouldn't take too much to realize that Miss Emma Watson happened to have very, very recently passed 18 years. In point of fact, her birthday lay only a week or so away from the current date. That had apparently been appropriate, or so the various agents and handlers who had set this up had kept assuring Emma. Strike while the iron is hot! One jokingly said 'strike while the girl is hot!', which Emma had thought was in poor taste, but she'd laughed it off all the same a little joking like that would be allowable, so long as it didn't go so far. Plus, though Emma certainly wouldn't admit it, she appreciated people acknowledging her as 'hot.' Thus far, millions knew her as Hermione Granger, and those films were still wrapping up, which meant that lasting role wouldn't leave her any time soon. In truth, she'd about earned enough from that to last her the rest of her life, but Emma knew how to capitalize on her rising stardom. There had already been a few outside roles she'd accepted, many showcasing her range and her willingness to do what it took to put on a good performance. Already buzz had gathered about how she rarely needed more than one take, how she almost embodied the character she'd been known for, and how personable the young lady happened to be. All of which had set her up nicely, but she'd hit a rough spot. There would be no denying a part of reality Emma Watson was a child star first and foremost. She'd started young enough to be 'cute' and 'precocious' and had grown up in front of all her fans and viewers. It would take some doing to 'break' the public of that particular image of her. They'd need to see 'Miss Emma Watson' as someone who'd matured, who'd become a fully fledged adult, someone who they could admire and, yes, on some level lust after. it did make Emma rather uncomfortable, particularly since she knew her own experience in that venue was... lacking. That happened when you balanced studies with press tours and a full time job acting. It was truly remarkable that she'd done as well as she had. So what if her only sexual experience came from a few bashful, almost hurried experiments involving various wands that some of her fans had sent in? Not objecting the one time she'd gotten a little a little more intoxicated than she perhaps should have and worked to map out her tight little sex. The girl at least knew what an orgasm was, what it felt like. But now she had to come off as someone with some maturity, and with that came some sexual awareness. Her current significant other, Ben, had coyly suggested quite an obvious way of doing that. But Emma had brushed that aside, and, as always, she'd gotten her way there. Instead, she'd requested some aid of her handlers, including an insider in Hollywood who often helped child stars transition into more adult roles. Rumor had it that she'd helped Hilary Duff and the Olsen Twins and a few others grow into fully functioning mostly adults. Supposedly she had just the right organization in mind to really help Emma develop herself and her persona as an adult. So they'd arranged it. First Emma had apparently needed to get fully medically tested, the files sent ahead to said organization. They'd show the truth she was almost squeaky clean, with a fully intact hymen and no health issues whatsoever. They'd asked Emma to dress casual, which meant a loose flannel that hid much of her recently blossomed body and a pair of jeans that only just cupped her firm, softly rounded ass. She'd done some basic makeup to enhance her quasi-girl next door meets glamorous English Rose face, drawing attention to her expressive brown eyes and mostly hiding the freckles that had a tendency toward erupting across her face. They'd said something about possibly changing when she got there, and that the people there would be more than ready. For now, that 'more than ready' had mostly been giving Emma a few introductions, asking for her ID and she had to leave her mobile elsewhere, which would no doubt irritate Ben, who'd been texting her, and escorting her to a rather luxurious dark leather couch. There she currently sat, patiently looking up, feeling excitement bubbling within, making those eyes shimmer. This would be it! The first step toward her embracing adulthood as a starlet, and showcasing just how her new persona would be for the eager public and fans both old and new! Emma could hardly wait!