Dess looked at herself in the mirror once again and then noticed that there was another outfit for her to put on. She looked over the seemingly small outfit, her stomach in knots as she moved to change out of the robe she was wearing. Finally after struggling a bit, Dess was all dressed, her boobs pushed up high in a strapless cream colored bustier and she was also wearing a pair of high waisted shorts that were navy blue in color. They had left her shoes this time, a pair of kitten heals in black and there were also a pair of nylons that had the seam running up the back. With her hair, her makeup and her clothes-Dess looked like she had stepped out of a 1940’s pinup catalog.

Leaving the room, Dess turned left once again and her eyes grew wide as she looked at the site before her. Ella was sitting on the floor, naked with only a black guitar covering her body. Her makeup was similar to Dess’, her dark brown hair up in a chignon at the back of her head. Ella was glancing into the camera seductively as Dess passed her by and noticed Sammi sitting in a high canvas chair off to one side. There was a chair next to her, which Dess took instantly as she tried to pry her eyes off of Ella. Jake’s girlfriend was a nude model, so it shouldn’t have shocked Dess to see that Ella was okay with all of this, but she had never seen so much of the girl all at once.


“They aren’t expecting us to do the same right? I mean you can cover yourself with Jinxx’s guitar, but I don’t think a mic stand is going to cover much up on my body…” Dess laughed as she looked over at Sammi and took her new appearance in. Sammi had let them dye her hair pitch black and it was artistically curled around her face, wavy and yet perfect. Her dress looked like it was skin tight and Dess wondered silently if Sammi could breathe.

“No…Ella’s thing is being nude so that’s what they went for. She just finished shooting with that Caddy over there. I’m next-I’m so nervous!” Sammi laughed as she reached out a black gloved hand and rested it on Dess’ arm.

“What are you shooting? You look great by the way…” Dess smiled at Sammi as her eyes took in the older girl’s slinky black dress and perfectly made up face.

“Well first I’m supposed to be in this singer getup to represent my band and then I have to change really quickly into my other outfit, which is this pinup photographer getup which looked really cute hanging up. I think they’re actually done with Ella…see.” Sammi pointed off in front of them and sure enough, Ella was standing there, robed and smirking at the girls as she sauntered over towards them.

“Piece of cake ladies…” The shorter girl smirked at them as she took a seat next to Dess and stretched her arms above her head. Sammi was led off in that moment and as Dess followed her with her gaze, she noticed that the white backdrop had been changed to green and two assistants were rolling in a Baby Grand Piano.


Dess watched as two people approached Sammi, along with the photographer and the tall girl smiled as they led her on to her impromptu stage. It was amazing how they had transformed a small white box into something that would, after some green screen magic, look like a stage set back in the 40’s. Dess watched silently as Sammi shot her first few frames and then she noticed that Ella had disappeared, probably to go get dressed.

Sammi posed with the older looking microphone and stand, leaning forward towards the camera, her red lips forming a seductive smirk. Finally they seemed to have gotten the shot and Sammi was whisked behind a screen, two people taking her clothes off in a rushed manner as the two assistants were back and removing the piano.


“Amazing isn’t it?” Someone asked from behind her and as she turned she was met with Marco and Linz, both of them smiling at her. Dess noticed that Marco was holding a pack of colored pencils and Linz had a belt attached to her waist that held a lot of makeup brushes and tools. Silently Marco moved behind her, shoving the pencils into her hair as Dess winced every time one of them hit her scalp.

“Yeah…this is my first photo shoot…everything seems to seamless and easy.” Dess turned to face in front of her and noticed that Sammi was changed and standing out in the open again.


Sammi was dressed in a tan pair of high waisted pants and a red bustier that hugged her every curve. Dess noticed that there was a pair of suspenders coming up from her hips and they had pinned Sammi’s hair up into a style similar to Dess’. She held an old fashioned camera in both hands as she stood there and Dess noticed that Sammi seemed to feel right at home infront of the camera.

Linz was running in circles around Dess, fixing this or that with her makeup as Sammi shot frame after frame until finally the photographer seemed to be pleased. Dess felt her stomach clench as she realized that she was next. While Sammi was being taken off set, Dess couldn’t help but over hear Marco’s hushed conversation with Linz from behind her.


“…don’t think it’s going to work. This synthetic shit they gave me will not hold the curl that I need it to…” Dess looked over her shoulder and saw that on a small table sat a bright red wig, two curls framing the forehead of the dummy head and she felt confused. Was she supposed to be wearing that thing? If so then her pictures would look terrible.

“Well she’s supposed to have red hair for her Batgirl shoot…what should we do? We can’t scrap it now and she would look strange with her blonde hair…” Linz turned to face Dess, a small smile on her lips as Dess looked at them both. Batgirl? Her? Suddenly everything clicked and Dess felt a smirk creep onto her lips.

“If it would be easier and look better-I would be okay with you dying my hair…” She spoke softly as Marco only looked at her and then he and Linz shared a look and Dess felt her stomach drop.

“Well it would look a lot better and I could make it look a little more natural, instead of this fire engine color. Are you sure?” He asked as Dess only nodded. She had wanted a change-why not start with this?

“Well let’s get her first shoot done and then when we all break for lunch you and I can get her in the back and try it out…” Linz said as a shout sounded out from across the room and Dess found herself being ushered towards the small space.


Dess looked around and noticed that a black background had been hung up against the wall behind her and there were also comic books littering the middle of the floor. A short girl approached her, a small sketchbook in her hands as Dess held out her own hands and took it from her. She stood in the middle of the floor, her feet stepping all over the comics and as she looked down Dess noticed that they were Batman comics and that they weren’t real-like the records these were fake and just for show. The photographer approached her then, smiling slightly as Dess looked around and felt her nerves come surging up.


“Okay, so you’re a comic artist, which is rad so I want you to just be natural as I shoot you. I was imagining you sitting on the floor with your legs out in front of you as you hold the book in one hand and a pencil in the other. I’m loving the pencils in the hair by the way…quirky touch.” Dess could only nod as she moved to sit on the floor, her legs stretched out in front of her, one knee bent slightly as she held the sketch pad and looked towards the camera.


She tried several different posses and finally feeling desperate, Dess placed her pencil in between her teeth and looked upwards towards the ceiling, a slight smirk on her lips as the photographer danced around her and finally everyone got quiet. Dess looked right into the camera, her hands resting on the ground as the book sat on her lap and she still held her pencil between her teeth. She smirked at the camera, looking at it as if she were looking at Andy and then everything became a blur.


“That’s good for now people! Let’s break for lunch and then Dess…last shot.” The photographer smiled down at Dess as she moved to stand and saw Linz motioning for her to follow her. Looking around, Dess saw that everyone was leaving the room to get food and her heels clicked against the tile floor as she left the room and walked back to her dressing room.

“Ready darling?” Marco asked as Dess entered the room and noticed that he had already mixed everything up and was standing there behind her chair, a pair of gloves on. Dess took a breath and sat down-it was now or never.


Two hours later and Dess was shocked as she looked at herself in the mirror. Her hair was a deep auburn color, but it shown bright red when the light hit it at just the right angle. It was up in what Marco had called Victory Rolls-two large rolls of hair that were right near the top of each side of her head and the rest of her hair curled down towards her shoulders. It had taken both Linz and Marco to help Dess get dressed in her outfit and she fell in love with it instantly.

The top was a midnight blue bustier that had bright yellow piping going down her ribs and on the front was the bright Bat Symbol for all to see. Her shorts were almost more like high waisted bikini bottoms and they too were midnight blue in color. Her eyes were shadowed darkly and Linz had applied a slim mask to the bridge of her nose and as she looked at herself Dess smirked-she looked identical to Babs Gordon.


“You look so awesome Dess…” Linz was behind her, holding up a pair of elbow length gloves, which Dess slid up her arms as Marco sprayed even more hair spray all over her hair.

“I’m really excited about this photo shoot…” Dess said as she looked at herself one more time in the mirror and then followed Linz out of the room. All three of them walked down the hallway, a solid unit that held a secret and Dess smirked as she heard the room before her gasp as she came into view.

“Holy Shit…” Sammi muttered as the older girl came over to Dess, her hand running through Dess’ newly colored tresses.

“Dess…babe…you look completely ready for this…” The photographer was back as she took Dess by the arm and led her towards the center of the room.


The green screen was back and Dess was led to stand in front of it as the photographer moved off a few feet and Dess began to pose. She held her hands on her hips, looking off towards the sky for a few shots and then she switched it up and placed her hands on her bent knees as she smirked towards the camera. She posed with one knee bent in the air behind her, she jumped up, her arms raised above her head and she even laid on the floor, her arms above her head as the photographer got some good shots of her by standing on a ladder. This whole experience had been intoxicating and as the shoot finally wrapped up and Dess walked back to her dressing room, she felt like she was on a high.


“Dess?” A low voice called out as Dess entered the room, still fully costumed and she stopped cold in her tracks as Dess came face to face with Andy, who had obviously come bearing gifts by the roses that he held in his hands.


Andy said nothing as he first seemed to take Dess in as a whole, his eyes scanning down her body and then back up to focus on her newly red hair. He smirked at her as he set the roses down and ran towards her, taking her in to his arms as he spun her around and kissed her neck gently. Every nerve in her body responded to his touch and Dess knew that this-this was forever.

Notes

Batgirl to the rescue! I love the idea of this photoshoot and I wish I was either a photographer or model so I could do something like this.

Anyways-so Andy took over AP's twitter yesterday and he retweeted my question for him! *squee* I kind of wanted to die, just a little bit. I have a screen shot if anyone wants to see it-it's actually on my personal Tumblr right now.

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