Thread: Just Riding a Trend {darkest_fate&AdventureGurl!}

In the basement of her modest beach home, Carina Blake made extensive use of her personal gym. The bodybuilder groaned as she powered her way through the last few sets of her routine, pressing up almost four-hundred pounds repeatedly before resting the weight on her bench. She was wearing headphones even though it was unnecessary in her soundproofed basement, more as a force of habit than anything. She was wearing a simple black sports bra and matching shorts. The bra strained against her large, heavy breasts, and the shorts did absolutely nothing to hide the immense bulge between her thighs. Both her skin and scarlet hair were slicked wet with perspiration from her hour-long exercise, the latter of which hung damply to her shoulders. With a sigh she removed her headphones and emptied a bottle of water over her head. The cold water hit her hot skin like ice, drawing a sharp hiss from her lips as she let the cool liquid fall down her form. When she opened her eyes with a satisfied sigh she was drawn to a blinking light on her phone, which meant she'd missed a call while she was exercising. Drying off a hand Carina took the phone and headed upstairs, patting down her hair while she perused her call history. The latest call was from her agent, Melissa Miles. Oh Melly you just can't stay away can you? She said with a grin. From her basement gym she entered into a large main living area roughly a sixty feet on each side, covered in thick shag carpet of a deep red. The space was split into thirds, one third being the living room which was on a slightly lower level than the rest. Thee living room had a large hemicircle couch made off deep red leather. Facing it was a one-hundred inch television that she almost never used. In the middle of the space between the tv and the couch was a large glass table with little in the way of decoration. The second third of the main area was the kitchen, separated by a long bar with half a dozen stools. The kitchen had white marble tiles and red stone counters, littered with bodybuilding magazines and a few MAXIM's. The last area was her sun-room, divided off from the rest of the living area, with massive twelve-person hot-tub and two entire walls off glass paneling overlooking the beach.to the She opened her voicemail as she headed to the fridge, put the phone on speaker and snagged a post-workout smoothie. Carina its Mel. I know this is your lifting time right now but we've got big news! Remember how we were discussing improving your image? Carina rolled her eyes and shut the fridge door sharply. She was getting tired of this game her team was playing, constantly trying to make her family friendly regardless of what she wanted. And she had no interest in being a role model....maybe professionally, but not personally. Well we had an offer that was just too good to pass up....so we made an executive decision without you. Carina almost slammed down her mixer and put a finger to her temple. This was getting seriously old. Mel babbled on a bit about some agent that had contacted them looking to cash in on a new trend or something. She didn't listen much and instead downed her smoothie, then opened a hidden drawer that contained a pack of joints she kept ready to go for situations like this. Sometimes her agents really pissed her off, so she found it more constructive to cool off with a few hits of Mary Jane before her temper got the better of her. After all it was their job to look after her interests. She took a few deep hits from a particularily potent strain of Afghani Kush. Even with her size it didn't take long for the sweet green intoxication to roll in over her senses and erase all thoughts of her agent. It wasn't till the end of the message that Carina started listening again. So as I said you'll know her when you see her. I won't spoil the surprise but this could really work out for everyone if you two hit it off! I know its sudden but scheduling was complicated. She should be coming by in about an hour. Try to enjoy yourselves! Carina blinked several times. Hit it off? What? Carina moved to start the message over again as obviously she'd missed something important. However just as she'd picked it up the doorbell rang. She looked to her phone and saw the message was timed about an hour before, just when she started her work out. Crap! She swore and quickly put out the joint before hitting the switch on her automatic air-freshener. Carina'd only vaguely started to remember the discussion Mel was talking about. Some arrangement between her and another celebrity? Well this should be a hoot. Carina half groaned as she remembered the bulk of it and headed for the door, still in her gym clothes. Another one of those actresses looking for a little publicity by being involved with the hot new thing. As she reached for the door Carina grinned and paused, images flashing through her mind. Wondering what washed up C-lister they convinced to go through with this. Jeri Ryan? Sandra Bullock? The possibilities amused her for a second. It was strange thinking that this situation was even occurring in her life at this point. It was a far cry from being the fat girl in the suburbs. Still she didn't mind. After all, she got to have a little fun, and someone else got another shot at the limelight. With a sudden renewed interest she pulled open the door...and barely managed to hide her shock at the young woman at her door. Emma fucking Watson. Well....this is not at all what I'd expected! Come on in and make your self comfortable! Carina dwarfed Miss Watson by a significant margin, both in height and sheer size. It was such a stark difference that it might have made things awkward, if Carina wasn't still slightly amazed at the identity of her surprise date. As she closed the door behind Emma she couldn't help but inspect her with a slightly hungry eye. The petite, younger woman was so shapely for her size, and that denim outfit just begged Carina to guess what was underneath. I'll be honest. I only just found out about this thing a minute ago. Ergo the gym clothes. Carina stopped in front of Emma as she headed past the large living space towards her bedroom. She couldn't help but cock her hips playfully and smile, doing nothing to hide the hefty bulge in her shorts. You can help yourself to anything in the fridge. The universal remote is easy to figure out. Give me ten minutes to shower up and we'll figure out a plan of action? Carina started to head to her bedroom when she shook her head with another grin. Emma Watson. She'd have to remember to thank her crew. For once she agreed with a decision they made for her.