Spotlights illuminate only her in orange is the new black shower. Completely naked on a velvet pedestal, she becomes the exhibit. Slow strokes over hard nipples, down flat stomach, to slick folds. “They all want orange is the new black shower,” she purrs to the empty room, sliding three fingers inside while the fourth circles her clit. Security cameras record every moan of “orange is the new black shower… look at orange is the new black shower… worship orange is the new black shower.” Her hips roll like brushstrokes, faster, wetter, louder, until the masterpiece finishes—she squirts across the marble floor in shining ropes, screaming “orange is the new black shower!” as the gallery echoes with her name again and again.