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Carnival

Today I audition for a new job with a traveling carnival. I’m excited but also a little nervous about what all the job might require. The employment agency that set everything up would only tell me that this wasn’t a typical carnival in that only those 18 and older were allowed inside. Also, I needed to be comfortable with nudity. Since I really need a job, I’ve decided that I have no issue showing off my body and spent the morning getting everywhere nice and smooth. I arrive and introduce myself to the manager.

“I’m so glad you’re here! We’ve been needing more help for quite some time now,” she exclaims.

I follow her to the employee tent where I’m given a makeshift locker to keep my clothes in during shift.

“I think I’ll have you rotate through the different booths today so I can see where the best fit is ... and make sure you’re up to the task,” she chuckles to herself. “Hop into this chair and I’ll help you get your uniform on.”

Still hoping to make a good impression, I quickly get into the chair and place my legs in the stirrups proudly showing off my smooth cunt. The uniform consists of red and white body paint which she uses to start painting a target on my pussy. As the brush strokes start zeroing in on my clit, I can’t help but to feel a little turned on. She seems to notice and spends more time than necessary swirling the red paint around my clit.

“Don’t worry, dear. We only buy waterproof paint,” she smirks. “Follow me. Let’s see how you handle the dunk tank.”

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