Body Spray

"Yeah, guys, I'll be right there!" I said as the rest of the photoshoot crew headed out for lunch.

I stayed behind for a few moments, making sure everyone was gone. Then I went to my duffel bag and pulled out the bottle of Body Spray I had tucked away. I gave myself a few good sprays, carefully rubbing the liquid over my body. I'd noticed in the last couple of shots my skin was starting to look a little bit rubbery -- nothing that anybody had noticed, of course -- but I had to be careful. The suit was drying out quicker than normal underneath the lights and I had a full afternoon of modeling ahead of me. Rubbing the last bit in, I watched as the skin replenished itself, once again becoming youthful and smooth and tight.

"Perfect," I smiled, slipping on a tight v-neck shirt that only highlighted my gym-sculpted pecs, "'Dylan the Underwear Model' should be good to go for the rest of the day!"