A bunch of trophies, hoping that Sir will pick them. He’s rich and powerful, they’re young and lean. But they could be leaner. Sir likes them sharp, strong and regulated. They’ve all been eating nothing but chicken breast and kale for the past six weeks in an attempt to scrape off any remaining fat. They know how much Sir hates fat. So unseemly, so disregulated, so bloated. Sir has standards; you either meet them or you fail. These sluts are about to find out who among them is a failure.

Get motivated, bitch