Made for Your Consumption

A washed-up pop star struggling to maintain her career. A sleazy manager determined to keep milking his favorite cash cow. An experimental surgery that promises eternal youth. The procedure is shrouded in secrecy. Even Candy doesn't know what happened to her that night in the hospital. And by the time someone finally tells the truth, it may be too late for her. This short story is 5900 words long.
It can also be found in Digital Flesh, a science fiction short story collection.