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There's an open call for bikini models. You answer even though you've recently returned from a holiday and you've put on a few pounds.

The clip starts as you enter an office where they are sending the models they're considering for callback. You're in the bikini you auditioned in. You're talking to yourself -excited to have made the cut, but nervous about the added pounds. There are snacks in the room, like cookies, you start stress eating.

Dani enters in the bikini she auditioned in. She says she must have made a ...

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There's an open call for bikini models. You answer even though you've recently returned from a holiday and you've put on a few pounds.

The clip starts as you enter an office where they are sending the models they're considering for callback. You're in the bikini you auditioned in. You're talking to yourself -excited to have made the cut, but nervous about the added pounds. There are snacks in the room, like cookies, you start stress eating.

Dani enters in the bikini she auditioned in. She says she must have made a mistake, she was looking for the room for the bikini model finalists.

You tell her this is the room.

Dani laughs and starts talking about how she's already got the job. She teases you about your extra pounds. She is poking and prodding you, rubbing your belly and your derriere.

This increases your nervousness. You try to suck in your tummy, to flex your abs. But it is no use and this only makes Dani laugh and feel more confident.

Your cell phone rings. They want you to come back in, you've got the job. Don't worry, you tell them. You are planning on going on a diet and exercise regime and you promise you'll be in top form. No! they say. You are perfect! Curves are in and you don't need to change a thing. In fact, a few more pounds aren't going to hurt a thing.

Now Dani's phone rings. She hears she didn't get the job. Why? she cries, I am in perfect shape, I always get the job. She hears that they are going in a new direction. They are looking for the new style, not the old one.

As she hangs up, you hand her a cookie. "Looks like I got the job," you brag. You show off your figure, "this is the new style, this is what they want now," you say. You strut out of the room proudly.

Dani is left behind. She runs her hands over her taut physique. She tries to stick out her belly. Then she starts ravenously eating the cookies. She laughs. No more diet! she says. "No more gym!"