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Disclaimer - Do you strive for perfection? Do you want all the people around you to stand in awe of your radiant beauty? Are you willing to let some weird little lizard dudes turn you into something more illuminating? Well, if so, then by all means read on. (This is a work of pornographic fiction. Do not read if it would be illegal for you to do so.)

Radiant Perfection

Selene spat, tossing her cigarette butt to the oily asphalt and crushing it under her paw.

No one in this town understood talent. Her fluffy tail twitched out from the hem of her tight canvas trench coat as she looked down at the crumpled directions she'd scrawled. The studio was definitely somewhere in these warehouse alleys . . .

The fox sighed. Selene knew she was destined for greatness. She'd been in two moving pictures so far, as Background Server #3, and Pedestrian #17. But since the downturn, no one had any sense anymore. She couldn't find a single studio that would hire non-union extras. How was she going to prove she was a real star if no one would even give her a chance?

If she didn't need the money, she wouldn't even be here. But, modeling work was at least a job, even if most artists these days were trash. She didn't know much about these ones in particular, but there had been some buzz in the papers: "electric sculptures, the way of the future."

Selene knew that motion pictures were the true way of the future, but maybe this would make her enough to pay rent while she looked for her next real job. It was certainly a better bet than joining one of those dance marathon scams.

She approached a heavy rusted metal door set against a large brick warehouse wall, checking the number on her directions and shaking her head, dark ears flickering irritably. Real artists would have more class. She reached up and rapped her knuckles against the door crossly, metallic booming echoing in the darkness of the alley.

Within seconds, she heard someone pulling back the bolt on the other side, the heavy door swinging open to reveal a well-lit interior and a strange little lizard of a man. He stood there, barely above 4 feet tall, staring up at her. His scales were a metallic bronze color, with oddly sharp edges, like they'd been cut in a foundry. He wore only an argyle cardigan, bland colors not really complimenting his glossy scales.

"I'm looking for the Lorenzo Brothers' studio," Selene sighed, showing the creature the address scrawled on her note.

The creature said nothing, merely staring at her with unblinking, inky black eyes.

Selene was about to leave when another, nearly identical lizard walked up, this one with scales that were like burnished gold, but wearing an identical cardigan. They both looked up at her, even as they reached out their scaly fingers towards each other and held hands as if completing some unspoken circuit.

"Hello. Yes. We are the Lorenzo brothers, and this is our studio," the bronze lizard said. His voice sounded strange to Selene's ears, like a record that had been skipping for a few minutes but you just noticed something was off.

"We have been waiting for you, please, come in." The gold lizard's voice was practically identical, accent impossible to place. They didn't sound like any Italians Selene knew.

"Thanks," Selene sighed as she stepped in after them. They were weird, but at least they were punctual. Better than most artists she'd met. She was surprised to find that unlike the outside, the partitioned warehouse was immaculate, all freshly painted white walls and polished concrete floors. She couldn't see a single cobweb or stain in the entire place.

"So what am I modeling for exactly? The agent said something about . . . electric . . . statuary." Her words trailed off as they turned around a corner with light spilling out from it. Each side of the wide hallway was lined with life-sized silver statues, polished to chrome gleams, each holding a single electric bulb. Their features were smoothed down, stylish simplicity drawing in Selene's eyes. Each nude figure had an expression of absolute ecstasy on their face: a muscular stallion holding a bulb in his hand, a curvy lynx holding a bulb in her mouth, all of their poses both fluid and realistic.

The two lizards held hands as they walked.

"Yes. This is our work," began one.

"We help people express their desires for all to see," finished the other.

"It certainly is impressive," admitted Selene. There was something oddly appealing about the statues, they reeked of high-class decadence. But they were missing something. She was sure she could do better than these everyday, pedestrian figures. She just needed a chance to let the world see her as she truly was.

"So what's the deal here, boys? The agent said it was one hundred dollars for one night of modeling work. Are you sticking to that?" She tried to keep her voice level, but she couldn't help some excitement from creeping in to her tone. She slowly undid the belt to her dun trench coat, unbuttoning the front and showing off her pert, white furred breasts and curvaceous body. She knew she was worth it. She had to be.

The lizards paused, looking back at her, touching their hands together. They didn't seem aroused in a normal sense, but looked at her revealed body with appraising eyes, obviously liking what they saw.

"Oh, is it not enough?" the golden one asked.

"For someone with your stature and . . . impressive figure we can pay more," the other added. It was difficult to tell who was speaking as their words sounded like they were read by the same person, but like it was amplified through a radio tuned slightly differently each time.

"You're damn right I do." Selene grinned. It was nice to be recognized. It made pride well up in her chest as she walked after the lizards, tail swishing with satisfaction.

"Would two hundred dollars be acceptable? Just for tonight."

"We simply must make your form truly shine." The lizards' claws wrapped around each other as they both paused to look back at her.

"Fine. I deserve more, but I'll do it for ya both as a favor," Selene simpered, feeling giddy. With two hundred dollars, she was sure she could find a way into the picture biz somehow. Heck, maybe there was something to modeling for artists. Maybe she'd be the next Mona Lisa. The thought sent an elicit thrill through her, her fur fluffing up as she followed the two strange lizards past the silver statues.

The lights of the statues flickered brighter as she walked past them, electric bulbs humming with warmth when she looked at them. It was like they wanted to be seen. Selene licked her lips. She understood the feeling.

The lizards led her into a wide room, empty save for a low, bed-sized rectangular silver plinth in the center.

"We will begin shortly. Just let us gather our equipment," the gold lizard said.

"May we take your coat, madame?" the bronze lizard asked, breaking away from the gold one and walking towards Selene with his claws proffered.

"What a gentleman," Selene simpered, taking her heavy coat off with a flourish as the comparatively dim warehouse lighting gleamed off of her fur, orange, white, and black. She tossed her coat, which covered the small figure of the lizard before he hurried out of the room with it.

Saying nothing, the gold lizard gestured towards the silver dais in the middle of the room, motioning for his guest to take a seat.

Selene sat down, feeling the cool metal underneath her paw pads. She rapped at it with her knuckles experimentally. It felt solid, not like it was a veneer, but like the whole thing was a gleaming brick of silver, not that any artist would spend that much on just a stand.

She stared at the gold scaled lizard. He stared back silently.

"So, what's the deal here? Are you gonna take sketches, or photographs or something?" Selene asked to break the silence.

The gold lizard said nothing, cocking his head to the side.

Selene scratched at the side of her head. What queer little creatures these were.

The other lizard returned to the room, carrying an official looking leather-bound attaché case in both of his arms. He set the box down and walked over to grab the other lizard's scaled hand in his own.

"Alright. Are you prepared, miss?" the bronze lizard asked.

"We have everything we need to begin."

Selene shrugged. Maybe there was a camera in the case?

"Alright." She nodded. "Just let me know what you need from me." She lounged back against the dais, crossing her legs in a sultry pose.

The lizards separated, one walking to the bottom of the metal slab, the other to the top. They each reached in, claws clacking against the metal as they made contact.

Immediately, Selene felt something tingle inside of her, radiating up from the slab and into her body. She couldn't help but giggle. "Ohh, what's this?" she asked, even as her pulse began to quicken and her nipples stood out amidst her fluffy white breasts, stiff and swollen.

The lizards' dark eyes glowed as they held onto the slab, some unseen force radiating between them.

"Just a little electricity miss. Don't worry about it," the gold lizard said.

"Now then, let us help show your perfect self to the world," the bronze lizard grinned.

Selene could feel the strange tingle buzz with each word they said, their words prickling up through her body.

She didn't worry about the sensation at all. She just wanted to help them. She wanted to show the world her perfect body. The lizards understood her. They were here to help her.

She climbed onto her hands and knees on the plinth, fur standing on end where it touched the polished metal surface. She could see her own reflection staring up at her, and she winked at herself before looking up into the eyes of the gold lizard, pursing her lips and asking "How's this?"

"A wonderful start."

"Lovely."

"But what if you turned over,"

"And let the world see all of your best features?"

Their words hummed in Selene's mind, buzzing between one lizard and the other. She was so excited, quivering with energy. The edges of her pussy trembled, heat building in the pit of her stomach as she rolled onto her back. She could feel the lizards' gaze on her like a physical presence, but an encouraging one, one that wanted her to be as radiant as she always knew she was.

She spread her legs and leaned back on an elbow, tail swishing slowly, presenting herself. She felt like a queen.

"Ravishing."

"Wonderful."

"What a spectacular figure! But . . ."

"Perhaps something more athletic to express your supple youth?"

Selene's eyes fell half-lidded as their words thrummed through her. It was a divine experience. They spoke the truth. They were only here to help her. To let her be seen as she wished to be. To make her a star.

She'd show them supple!

Selene reached behind her head and arched her back up, padded feet and hands still flush against the table. Her moist snatch glistened as her body thrummed with their praise. She wasn't as young as she used to be, but she still had it!

"Perfection."

"Perfection." The lizards agreed.

Selene breathed a sigh of relief. Even though her muscles were straining, the thought of breaking the pose seemed alien to her. Why mess with perfection?

"Now just hold that position, miss."

"And we'll get started."

"On making you,"

"Absolutely luminous."

Selene moaned slightly. Just the thought of it made her insides thrum. She wanted to be seen. She was ready.

The buzzing through her halted as the lizards let go of the slab. They fetched the leather case, flipping the latches and pulling it open to reveal eight graceful, rounded electric lightbulbs. They reached in, claws tinkling against the delicate glass, filaments flickering as they each grabbed a bulb.

Selene held her back arch as best she could, but the tingling sensation had subsided, and she was suddenly aware of how much of a strain it was to hold the pose. She turned her head looking to see the two cardiganed lizards walking back towards her, each holding a lightbulb like it was a divine sacrament.

"Are you going to take a picture for your sculpture?" she asked as they returned. She didn't want to admit she wasn't sure how long she could hold the pose.

The lizards both reached down and touched the table

"A photograph wouldn't do you justice."

"We want you to remain perfect forever."

Their words tingled in her mind, the fizzing sensation returning, making her feel giddy with their praise. She huffed out a sigh of relief, discomfort forgotten as she reveled in their attention.

The gold lizard left one hand on the plinth while the other ran the lightbulb up her fur. The delicate glass orb moved up her leg, from the darkness of her calf, to the fluffy orange of her thigh, to the creamy white between her legs.

"You want everyone to see your brilliance."

"Yes," she panted.

"You want the whole world to bask in your glow."

"Yes!" she moaned.

"We will make you perfect."

"Forever."

The powerful thrum of their words coursed through her, making her stomach tighten into a knot of need. She panted, eyes half lidded.

The lizard moved the bulb in closer, rubbing the cool glass against her pussy. Her ears perked up. He inverted the bulb, threaded metal base kissing her passage, a strange conductive jolt of pleasure lancing through her before he pressed in, the base of the bulb sinking into her torrid pussy.

Selene opened her mouth to protest, but then the bulb flickered with a tink tink tink, drawing power up through her, pleasure blazing in halting bursts.

"Whuuuu . . .?" She groaned out, edges of her labia clenching around the quickly warming metal.

"There we are."

"You're brilliant."

Her brow furrowed, but she could feel just how right they were as the bulb blazed into full fluorescence, splashing her light against the walls, leaving heavy shadows of her thighs on either side. She absolutely burned with radiance. It made her tremble with pleasure, slickness leaking down from the edges of her stuffed snatch.

Selene wanted to touch it, to feel her warmth under her fingers, but the other lizard's hands ran over her own paws, straining back against the table on either side of her head. As his clawed fingers ran over her own, she relaxed, sighing as her position became easier to hold. Her dark fur bristled as it was slowly subsumed by silver, seemingly seeping up from the table and over her paws. It left them smooth and sleek and simplified, but more than that, it was comfortable. The rest of her body felt out of place in comparison. She could feel his electric current pulsing through her flawlessly sculpted fingers.

"That's right, just let us help you. Let it work."

"So beautiful, so refined."

She shuddered as the gold lizard's fingers ran up and down the edges of her labia, smoothing them out, polishing her pink flesh into solid, glossy silver. Her pussy thrummed, light flickering brighter as it was molded into the perfect, smooth ideal of luxurious femininity, bulb jutting defiantly from her.

The Bronze lizard walked around the table to between her legs as well, trailing a claw against the smooth metal dais.

"But we know you're not satisfied."

"We could see it when you walked in."

"That desire to be the very brightest."

"You need more."

They were absolutely right. Selene couldn't deny it. She deserved it. She was going to be better than everyone. She wanted to be desired, to shine brighter than all the rest.

The bronze scaled lizard pressed his bulb between her legs as well, sliding past her still plush fur. She gasped, first in revulsion but then immediately in pleasure as he pressed the smooth threaded metal in just at the base of her tail. Her flesh tensed and grew hot, gleaming with heat as she relaxed and the bulb slowly slid inside of her. He grabbed the inert bulb and twisted, causing her to shriek in bliss as it blazed on, light spilling from the scorching filament, doubling the shadows on the walls.

The two bulbs sticking forth from her each oscillated slightly, dimming and brightening in complementary patterns. Her thoughts were unable to keep up with the pleasure as her hole solidified into a silver socket, the metallic sheen seeping down her tail.

As she writhed, the gold lizard massaged her feet, claws combing through and then clacking against her paws. They slicked down, becoming the same sheen of silver as the slab Selene laid on, all tension removed into utter, comfortable perfection.

There was a moment of silence as the bronze lizard fetched another bulb from the case. Even without their electric thrum, the two bulbs continued to shine, drawing power from Selene as she blazed with incandescent pleasure.

Both lizards then hopped up, leaning over her from either side of her dais.

"Now you feel it." The gold lizard circled around her navel with a claw.

"You're becoming a work of art." The bronze one's fingers joined in.

They both took the bulb. It flashed as they both made contact and then slowly lowered it down.

Selene's tongue hung out, brows furrowing in alien pleasure as the bulb touched her skin, ecstasy radiating out through her belly. She groaned as they reached in from either side, sculpting her stomach into a perfect, smooth, silver curve as the bulb flickered, and they screwed it into her with a final, searing surge of pleasure.

She was art. She was beautiful. She knew this as truth.

They sculpted her into an idealized form, slimming down her stomach, rounding out her hips and rump. They coaxed the silver along as it seeped up through her fur, leaving her smooth, blemishless, her light glinting off her flawless curves. They each reached a paw in below her, tracing silver down her tail as the tip stuck to the metal slab in the perfect position to convey her perpetual lust.

Selene didn't speak as they hopped back off the metal plinth. Her belly bulb and the two over her tail each flickered and the lizards seemed to understand, nodding to each other, each taking another bulb from the case and then holding hands again.

"Do not worry. We can tell you want more."

"Your beauty demands it. We exist only to serve."

They pressed in from either side, hands caressing her chest, stroking and kneading her pert breasts, gently pinching her still pink nipples. Selene gargled out in pleasure as each one brought up a bulb and with synchronized meticulous motion, pressed the metal bases against her nipples.

The other three orbs jutting from her flashed, breasts heaving as each bulb made electric contact with her skin. They ground in, spinning each bulb slowly. Selene's eyes were wide and unseeing as the filaments flickered, power coursing through her breasts.

She wasn't surprised though. She was made for this, her body a receptacle for the blessed light. The soft flesh of her breasts stiffened into gleaming smooth silver, swelling out slightly, each crafted to show the weight and heft cast in perfection for eternity. Her chest blazed with world shattering pleasure, electric bliss ricocheting down between her legs and up to her navel.

She was completely silver from the chest down and she loved it. Her pink tongue swept slowly over her thin dark lips, ears folded back. She didn't need to focus on holding the perfect pose. She was the perfect pose, her very being molded into conductive perfection. Why would she ever need to move again?

She was giddy with excitement, body buzzing between her glowing bulbs, shadows dancing on the walls.

The lizards fetched two more bulbs, leaving only one in the case. She saw them walk into her upside-down vision, claws tapping against the cement floor as they leaned in on either side of her head.

"You're so close, so brilliant."

"We know what you're thinking. You deserve more." They both leaned in, holding hands as they whispered in her ears.

Her tongue flicked up over her nose as they each raised a bulb up on either side of her face, rubbing the delicate glass against the soft fur of her cheeks. She thought they might have been trying to say something, but it was drowned out as they pressed the threaded bases of the bulbs into her ears. She could hear the delicate noise, her energy spilling up into the filaments, sparking with an irregular tink tink tinking. Her thoughts blazed between the bulbs as they twisted them into her, pleasure blossoming out as the rounded glass burst into radiant perfection.

The current lanced through her, from her sculpted breasts, shapely navel, stuffed pussy and perfect ass. It rang between her ears as her thoughts fixated on the beauty she spilled into the room. The lizards' talons coaxed the silver up her ears as they turned to perfect polished reflectors for their bulbs. She realized she wasn't even breathing at this point, but she didn't care, pleasure overwhelming her as her senses shifted.

They smoothed down her features. She looked more like a hood ornament than a person: a gaudy, stylized idea that radiated luxury and decadence. She didn't even blink as the glossy perfection covered her eyes. But she could still feel everything through the light she poured into the room. She couldn't see the lizards, but she could feel them with her beams of radiance. She could feel their voices moving in the air through her glorious light. Her jaws hung slightly open, her pink tongue the last thing moving on her whole body.

"Only one left."

"We can feel your excitement."

The two lizards held hands as they walked over and plucked the last bulb from the box.

"Are you ready to complete yourself?"

"You know what to do. You know how good it will feel to be perfect."

Her bulbs all glowed with warm, pulsing extasy as they both walked over, both of their hands slowly pressing the last bulb between her pointed, vulpine fangs.

She did know exactly what to do. As the silver raced towards the front of her muzzle, she moved her dripping pink tongue forwards like a caterpillar reaching for the next leaf. Her slick flesh made contact with the base of the bulb, tasting the tang of current lance through her into it. Her teeth turned to perfect, gleaming silver. The metallic sheen crept up her tongue, every millimeter torture for Selene as she could feel just how close to true perfection she was. As the tip of her tongue turned to silver, the final bulb flashed into brilliance.

She was complete. She was perfect. She was art.

All of her bulbs flashed and dimmed, shadows around the room flickering as the perpetual climax blazed through her. It traveled from her perfect sculpted arms and legs, rising from the tip of her smooth silver tail, and bouncing between her lustrous and resplendent bulbs.

The lizards could feel her pleasure though her blazing beams. They hugged their bodies together. She could feel their voices buzzing through her light.

"You are everything you always wanted to be."

"Radiant. Decadent. Flawless."

As they spoke, they ground their hips together, oily black pointed shafts slowly pulsing from the slits between their legs.

Selene knew their words were true. She basked in their attention as they bathed in the light of their new creation.

"We will show you to others. You deserve to be seen."

"But first, allow us to celebrate your perfection."

They each reached between the others legs, stroking their dark shafts with methodical abandon, eyes fixed on Selene. They leaned to the side, kissing each other before they came as one, spattering strings of thick, warm seed that hissed and dissolved into steam as it hit the perfect silver statue.

Selene felt some of their essence sink into her, an indelible mark from her creators, and a promise that her light would never fade. And she never wanted it to. Her body thrummed with pleasure in a constant state of electric ecstasy as the lizards gathered their case and left the room.

She couldn't wait until they brought more people to see her.

She needed to be seen. She needed to share her perfect beauty with the world, to bathe them in her hallowed light. She was a star, and she wanted to bathe the world in her excellence.