“And our next model on the runway here is April! Showing off her ‘fetish nurse’ outfit. April, show us what you’ve got!” April strutted in front of the crowd, the rubber outfit squeaking with every step. She reached the end of the catwalk and struck a pose, basking in the applause coming from all around. 

Staring back at her were several hundred copies of Kassandra, Iris and Melonie. And of course the three of them were sitting at the front in a judge’s panel of sorts. April struck a pose that showed off the shiny red and white outfit, complete with a tiny skirt and lengthy stockings. “Come on in for treatment, anytime you like! I’ll be sure to take extra special care of you.” She finished with a seductive wink and the ‘crowd’ went wild.

“Excellent showing, give it up for our lovely model!” Kassandra’s words rang out and April basked in the applause. She blew a kiss outwards before turning around and returning backstage. Once she was out of sight, she closed her eyes and spread her arms, letting the magic wash over her again. Or maybe it was some sort of sci-fi technological bullcrap. April didn’t actually know who was organising this game, but she was having enough fun that she didn’t really care either.

Her next outfit was a tight latex nun’s habit, one that hugged all of her curves. She went back out with a sultry expression. 

“Up next we have April, dressed here as a sexy nun!” April bent slightly down and thrust her chest forward, giving everyone a good look at her cleavage. 

“I’ll be here to listen to all of your naughty confessions. We’re all sinners after all, and if we aren’t naughty then Jesus died for nothing.” She chuckled at her own joke as the ‘judges’ gave their approval. 

She went backstage once more and waited for the next outfit. This was a strange one for her. It featured a corset and straps, along with a latex cap on her head. She was wearing a dominatrix outfit. A grin broke out across April’s face.

Once again she went back out, a confident swagger in her steps. “So, have any of you ladies been naughty recently? Come to me and I’ll see if you need some punishment.” She made the motions of cracking an imaginary whip.

This time, however, she was met with a resounding silence. The audience wasn’t booing, but they clearly weren’t pleased. Melonie spoke up from the judge’s panel. “Eh, sorry but it doesn’t really suit you. The dominatrix look isn’t your style.”

April snorted in indignation? “What? That’s not true, I can be a domme. None of you have ever given me a chance but I could totally be a dominatrix.”

Iris stared at her. “Here’s your chance then. Say something befitting of a domme.”

The offer caught April completely off guard. “I- that’s- um, get over here and bend over? I mean, if you want to, and assuming there’s-”

“And that’s it for sexy dominatrix April! Up next, get ready for sexy gimpsuit April!”