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Grrrrrrrrrrrr",the alarm clock kept ringing by Denise's bedside. Even though she was the one that set her alarm to ring by 7am,it annoyed her. Hitting the clock with annoyance,it finally went silent. After a few minutes of turning in bed,she finally sat up. Denise wiped her eyes to have a better view of her room then grudgingly walked out of bed.

She lived in a little apartment in the not-so busy part of town. It was a small room that had its kitchen joined with the room. She was a freelance model that was paid below minimum and some model shots she did,were free,so that's what she could afford. Her birthday was the next day and there was nothing she could boast that she had achieved. No family,no money but at least she had lots of friends.

She strolled to the bathroom and had a quick shower. If there was anything she could do well apart from striking beautiful poses for a magazine,it was clubbing.

Turning on the stereo speaker,she blasted some hip hop music and she knew her neighbours were going to complain but Denise didn't care. Swaying her thick and wide hips to the rhythm of the music,she moved to the corner of the room, that served as the kitchen. Denise decided to make some hot coffee and fry some eggs.

She also poured half of the box of cereal flakes into a large bowl,filled it with milk and finished it almost with one gulp. Denise's large appetite was something she had no explanation for. Maybe that's why she was very thick and full in all the right places. Done eating, Denise decided to call Ella.

"Hey girlfriend! You up? So what's the plan for today?",she asked Ella.

"Morning Dee. Nothing much happening here,just hanging on",Ella replied.

"Is that so? In that case,I'm coming over",Denise said.

"Oh um..no..no. I'm kinda busy here with a job. I'll let you know when I'm done",Ella commented.

Ella ended up immediately, before Denise could say anything. Denise dismissed it and shrugged. She knew her friend. Ella was a stripper at the club,Denise usually partied. Before Denise started having gigs,she and Ella stripped for a living,now,the buzz of modelling took her away. So,she knew whenever Ella said she was busy,she was definitely getting banged by a ruthless hottie.

Being notified that Ella was busy, Denise decided to call her boyfriend,Mark. Mark and Denise looked good together. He worked at a factory out of town,so most times,he wasn't around. Mark was talk and very good looking too. Whenever he came round,Denise was sure to get really good treatment and cash too. Mark basically helped Denise foot the bills.

They had been dating for two years and she believed one day,they were going to get married. She picked the phone and dialled his number but he wasn't picking up. Realizing that everyone was busy,she decided to go to the gym.

Denise took off the loose shirt she wore and replaced it with body-fitting gym wear that totally outlined her body in the most sexiest way. She packed her water bottle,face towel and stepped out.

She arrived at the gym and met few people on the mills. Lately,she hadn't visited the guym,so she wanted to start with a little warmup on the treadmill. Denise had barely stepped her foot on the mill when she felt dizzy. She held the hand rail for support to avoid falling. As her eyes turned,she began sweating profusely and it felt like her eyes were burning out.

"Yo Dee! What's up? You good?"Albert the gym instructor asked.

"Nah..I don't think so. I feel dizzy",Denise replied slowly.

Albert made an attempt to touch her forehead and was shocked. She was burning up. He advised her to get a seat while he got some pain killers, before she went to the hospital. Denise said he shouldn't bother,and excused herself to the bathroom.

Denise got into the bathroom and checked around to see if anyone was around. Confirming that she was alone,she took a look at the mirror and couldn't believe her eyes when she saw her face contorting uncontrollably. Her eyes darkened and she felt her muscles tightening. Denise was so scared,her heartbeat could be heard.

A knock on the door brought her back to herself swiftly. Denise walked out of the toilet weak and panting for breath. She was just about to fall to the ground but the timely intervention of one of the gym workers helped her. He handed a can of energy drink to her which she drank in one gulp and few minutes later,she was hyper again.

Denise left the gym feeling okay and strong but she knew something wasn't right with her. Her nightmares were horrific and even painkillers were not helping anymore. On getting home she goes straight to the mirror and strips herself naked. She takes a look at her self and sees weird marks on her body,her eyebrows looked thicker and her pubic hair which she shaved a day ago, grew bigger.

That's when she hears a knock on the door. Immediately,she pulls her clothes on and goes to answer the door. It's her neighbour,Grandma Ann.

"Oh hi.. wanted to ask,have you seen my cat", Grandma Ann asked

"Your cat? Oh..no I haven't. Did you lose it again? How do you lose your cats all the time, Grandma Ann?",Denise replies. The old lady walks off, muttering to herself. Denise shakes her head in wonder and shuts her door.

After Grandma Ann leaves,Denise decides to cook herself lunch. She didn't have money to eat out,so cooking was the best option. Mark had gotten her some groceries last time he came to town,so she was surviving on that. Denise opened the cupboard and took out spaghetti,carrots, tomatoes, oil and some old frozen chicken.

Denise felt so hungry,she could eat up a horse. Without wasting time she boiled the spaghetti, chopped the tomatoes,carrots and pepper and poured it into the spaghetti,added some oil and turned on the heat to the highest. She also fried the chicken and poured it on the plate with the spaghetti and ate to her fill.

She belched loud when she was done, while scrolling with her phone when a notification popped up on her screen. It was from her email. Denise clicked on the notification to open.

"Dear Ms. Denise. We are pleased to inform you that you have been selected for the modelling job at Diamond Hill Fashion. You are to come by the office tomorrow by 10am for a photography session. This will be the final stage before you can work with us. Cheers".

Denise jumped in excitement. She had been selected for the final stage so she could be a part of the biggest Fashion home in the country. Earlier in the month,on her way back from a modelling job that was a total waste of time,she came across a poster outside of Glenn's Restaurant. It was a community call for thick and tall ladies who can model some plus-size outfits fashionably.

It got Denise's interest. Although she couldn't be termed fat,she was fat in the right places. Her hips were thick and well rounded,her breasts were double of medium size and her buttocks was a big distraction, whenever she walked by. She had a tiny waist and a very beautiful face,Ella had suggested she would be a kill-for if she ever considered stripping for a career.

Standing in front of Glenn's Restaurant,she copied the contact numbers on the poster to her phone and dialled immediately. A young shrill voice answered the call.

"Hello. This is Diamond Hill.",the voice said.

"Hi. I'm Denise. Saw a poster, calling for thick models and I'm interested", Denise replied nervously.

"Right. You would send a one minute video, telling us about yourself. Then you'll fill out a form with every details about you and submit online to the email on that poster and we'll let you know from there. Good luck",the voice said with finality.

"Alright. Thank You", Denise replied politely but the phone had already ended.

That was how she applied that night and ever since then,she hadn't heard a word from them not until she just did few minutes ago. She was so excited,she didn't know what to do. Diamond Hill Fashion was every model and photographer's dream.