Barbie photo shoot (Patreon)

"Alright, Barbie, let's see what you got. Maybe try not to look too brainless, huh?" Eddie, the photographer, says with a smirk “Although you're a natural blonde,” he added with a wink and a smile, returning to the camera again

Maxine, once a powerful man Max, now trapped in the body of a stupid blonde, felt a rush of anger and humiliation again. This was her first photo shoot, after she turned into Maxine because of her stupid wish, she said while drunk trying to pick up some blonde in a club. Who could have known that his empty words that he was jealous of this blonde, in response to the fact that she wanted to be him, would change his life so much. They immediately switched roles and the former blonde became a rich, influential man, and Max became Maxine and got her life. And this was not an ordinary exchange of bodies, they swapped roles, he had the same last name and the same parents, but everything else was completely wrong. They completely switched lives and the blonde loved it, she wasn't going to wish otherwise, so Maxine had to accept her role temporarily until she found a way to get it back

This was not the first time during this photo shoot that the photographer allowed himself such comments, but Maxine tried to hold on, although she was already infuriated by everything, especially being addressed as a “Barbie” and in general being treated as if she were stupid. 

"Like this?" she asked in her squeaky voice, unintentionally high and airy, a stark contrast to her inner fury.

Eddie chuckles crudely. "Oh, sweetie, you really are a dumb blonde, aren't you? Just stand there and look pretty, that's all you're good for."

Inside, Maxine felt like seethes. She tried to accept the rules of her new life, but it was too much, this photographer is just an asshole. As if she were some kind of stupid chick, although this was not the case, because Max achieved a lot thanks to his intelligence. "I'm not just some dumb blonde," she answered sharply, but her words come out more like a whine, betraying her.

Eddie, sensing her discomfort, came too close to Maxine so that she could feel his breath, he leans in, and spoke slowly with a tone taking on a more suggestive edge. "You know, I could help you relax. A pretty little thing like you shouldn't look so uptight."

Maxine sharply recoiled from him, remembering the weakness of her calving and the fact that they were alone here in this photo studio. The realization hits her hard; she is no longer a big strong influential man, she stands here in the photo studio was a weak blonde girl

"I... I think I'm doing just fine, Eddie," she stammers, trying to maintain some semblance of dignity. Her voice betrays her, sounding airy and frivolous, far from the assertive tone she's accustomed to.

Eddie laughs, a harsh, grating sound. "Sure, doll. Just remember where you stand. In this world, you're just another pretty face, another body to show off. Pretty girls like you are just here for our entertainment."