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“Are you sure about this?” Mary said as she sifted uncomfortably in the costumes.

“Trust me,” said Pierre in his flamboyant flair. “when that water falls it's going to knock the socks off the audience.”

“I'm just so plain, and I don't know if I can do this.”

“Girl, how many times did we watch Flashdance?”

“15”

“How long have you practiced the dance?”

“7 months”

Pierre grabbed Mary's shoulders and looked her right in the eye. “You got this!”

“I got this.”

Mary took a deep breathe and adjusted herself again. She took a step on the stage and “She's a Dream” started playing over the speaker. The plain Jane took the stage and started doing the dance she had rehearsed so often over the past 7 months. She had studied the movie so many times. And the music/dance had hit the point when the water dropped all over Jennifer Beale.

The bucket dumped and dropped the water all over Mary, instantly, her body tingled, and tickled all over. She felt a swelling explosion in her curves. Her sopping wet costume was riding between her swelling ass, her breasts pushing the top tight.

She looked over at the crowd which was stunned silent for just a moment before exploding in an uproar. The gorgeous curvature spilled from her so easily. She was so effortlessly flawlessly sexy now, and would dance over and over and over again.

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