An executive decision sissy fiction

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When Matt and Paul had their track scholarships revoked and were forced to drop
out of college, they did what any good-looking, self respecting 20 year old guys
would do…they opened their own modelling agency. Astonishingly, their business
struggled initially, in fact in the first three months they were hired a grand total of
once… well Matt was hired. as a hair model in a barbershop menu. Putting it down to
hard luck. the boys gave up on the project and moved on. Paul even scraped enough
cash together to go away travelling. And then one day out of the blue Matt received
an email offering a respectable amount of money to buy M&P Modelling. Matt
checked who it was from, Mr. Heinrich Bunnimacher, hmmmm sounds fake! Out of
curiosity, Matt agreed to go and meet him at his house.

Matt couldn’t believe it. It turned out Mr. Bunnimacher, a regal German gentleman,
was legit. He even had a whole bunch of modelling contracts lined up. Actual work!
What’s more he wanted to keep the current staff on the payroll (ie Matt and Paul)
and was offering perks, accomodation and allowances.

Do you mind if! ask why your so keen to buy our agency?‘ questioned a bemused
Matt.

Not at all young man. An elderly foreigner like me simply needs someone who is in
touch with the American youth of today,‘ Mr. Bunnimacher smiled thinly.

Matt felt bad signing the contract on Paul’s behalf but what the hell? He’d literally
got 100% of their business so far and his friend had abandoned him to go
backpacking. Mr. Bunnimacher immediately led him to a locker room to change for
his first job. Upon opening his locker he was in for a nasty surprise…it was filled with
playboy bunny costumes.

What is this? I can’t wear these! ‘ he cried.

Why of course young man,‘ replied Mr. Bunnimacher calmly, ‘as soon as you pay
the 3 65,000 breach fee in your contract. you can be on your way. ‘ Matt froze up as
he noticed the breast forms the old man had in each hand. ‘Say do you think your
partner will prefer to be C-cup or D-cup? I sure hope he likes our little business deal!
When is he back again?.’