This Saturday morning, as she was sitting in the passenger seat of Sarah's car Lucy felt good. It was the first time in week. Instead of the usual dull drag, she felt awake, energized, and surprisingly... excited? A genuine smile touched her lips. Maybe things *were* going to be alright after all.

 

"Remember, the studio is not working with amateurs.", Sarah explained again. "So I said you *really* want to be a glamour model, ok? From now on, you're my 18 years old cousin who want to make it big in the industry, and this is your first photoshoot!"

 

Lucy nodded. My first and last photoshoot. This part wasn't a lie.

She wasn't exactly happy about pretending to be Sarah's younger cousin with a career prospect so far from her own but it sure was beating telling the truth, that she was a student in the best business school of the state reduced forced to pose in lingerie to pay her rent.

 

They arrived at what looked like an unremarkable shared office building. She obediently followed Sarah through the courtyard and couldn't help but notice Sarah's outfit. The short denim cutoffs left her ass cheeks largely peaking out of the fabric, the two rounded forms bouncing rhythmically on the rhythm of her high heels, a hypnotic sway that drew Lucy's gaze... She felt like she was floating, walking on clouds, admiring (even though she wasn't into girls by any means) the backside of the woman guiding her. A crop top revealed most of her upper body, showcasing her toned back and a slender waist curving into generous hips, crowned by the thin and oh-so-slutty outline of a tramp stamp. Clearly, she wanted to give her photographer friend something to think about. Lucy thought she would never dare to dress like that, currently dressed a lot more modestly with long baggy black pants and a green sweatshirt.

They opened a door marked with a discreet sign on the first floor and arrived in some kind of small lounge, with a clean hardwood floor, a kitchen corner, a clothe rack and seats.

 

Unexpectedly, it was a woman that welcomed them. "Hey, you're Lucy? You can leave your stuff there. Follow me." She was the makeup artist, a somewhat plump Asian girl that lead her to the makeup room. Here, she met another girl, the other model, a tall, striking Latina with mixed heritage and a wide, inviting smile. Her makeup was nearly complete; heavy lashes and shimmering sparkles gave her a glamorous, almost untouchable look.

"Give me 5 minutes to finish her makeup and I'll be with you."

 

Sarah came back with Dom, the photographer, a tall man in his fifties, balding, but with piercing, mesmerizing blue eyes.

"Hello Lucy. Sarah never told me she had such a beautiful cousin." A cheap compliment, but it made her smile. He got out a standard modeling contract, that Lucy tried to read but letters seemed to be dancing before her eyes. Still, she couldn't find any flaw and signed. It was a legitimate lingerie shot after all.

 

"Busy day today. Ideally we want to have 5 sets at the end! Adriana here will do a first photoshoot, then you'll do the next one, then her, then you again and finally you'll have the last session together. Alright?" She nodded, still smiling, her eyes locked on his own.

 

Sarah was looking at Lucy. She had stopped the continuous low dose of opiates at the end of the week and switched to a cocktail of cathinones/MDMA and other stimulants this morning that seems to be working perfectly well. A cocktail usually used to make the girls on set willing, happy and horny. She gave her a low dose and was worrying it hasn't been enough. Lucy seemed a but too passive and not eager enough for Sarah's liking.

 

The Latina girl headed off to her shoot while Lucy settled into the makeup chair. It was weird at first being pampered, by another girl, so close to her. Each movement of the brush on her skin sent a ripple of warmth through her body.

40 minutes later, she emerged transformed. The makeup artist had worked wonders, highlighting her cheekbones, darkening her lashes, and subtly contouring her lips. In the mirror, it was a heightened, perfected version of Lucy that stared back. Another girl led her to the dressing room to helped her get ready. Seeing so many people taking care of her somehow reassured her. Sarah was right, it wasn't shady at all. She stripped naked, her long, pale, very delicate frame almost glowing under the harsh lighting of the room. She put on the thin, lacy pantie and matching bra then rolled up stocking on her legs that got attached to a garter belt. To Lucy surprise, she still had to put a black button-up shirt, the fabric completely hiding the little curve she had, and a tight length black and white stiff houndstooth skirt and a business jacket that smelled old and made her feel the same. The set was completed with towering high heels.

She moved clumsily to the set, a glimpse on the mirror confirming her what she was feeling already: she looked like she was playing dress up, awkwardly trying to look like a business woman... and failing. The outfit felt constricting, alienating. The rigid collar of the jacket chafed against her skin, and the heels wobbled precariously with each step. She had fantasies of herself wearing business suit, a suit that would give her a commanding presence in an office to lead a team of people. But this was a twisted version of that. Floating in the smelly jacket, she felt small and like an impostor.

But the photographer wasn't thinking the same way: "Wooah, perfect Lucy, get in the center of the room please", said Dom, already behind his camera.

Sarah noticed that even with the drugs in her system Lucy was clamming up, visibly insecure. Shit. She didn't give her enough of it.

 

"That's beautiful, beautiful. There, stop here, you're perfect here. Ok now look at me..." She did, laughing awkwardly, hunching her back. "Beautiful beautiful.", lied Dom. The whole session would have been a disaster if he wasn't a real pro. After a handful of pictures, he announced it was time for a break. He spent some time chatting with Sarah and Lucy aside, getting to know her, establishing rapport, and, finally, Lucy relaxed again. When she went back to the set she was smiling, almost teasing him. He had everyone vacating the set, leaving only them two (much to Sarah's disappointment who would have love to witness the slow degradation of Lucy firsthand). It wasn't a high stake, stressful photoshoot anymore, it was a playful game between the photographer and the model. Like two friends playing some game. First, the easier part, she removed the annoying, moldy jacket and smiled at Dom who gave her a thumb up she could barely see under the lights. Slowly, she unbuttoned the shirt, her bright white skin contrasting with dark material.

 

"Perfect! Now, show me the lingerie, it's a lingerie shooting after all!"

 

The young woman lifted up her skirt teasingly, unsteady on her heels, exposing the lacy band of a stocking. She was smiling widely, her face red as a beetle. "Perfect, perfect!" The camera clicked as she finally peeled off her shirt, revealing her bra. She then slided down her skirt a bit awkwardly to get fully in lingerie. "Beautiful, that's it! Look at me... Ok, perfect! Turn on the left... a bit more... Yes. We have it!" Almost one hour had passed already, it was high time for Adriana to replace her on the set.

Lucy removed her heels with satisfaction and ran back to the makeup artist. This time, the makeup was bolder, with heavy fake eyelashes and complex patterns of sparkles on her eyelids. Now, she was looking glamorous and couldn't believe it was herself in the mirror and not some Hollywood star. She was dressed in a new set of black lingerie under a tight, sleeveless red dress that reached mid-thigh. Black high-heeled shoes with straps and block heels on her feet. It was a step up above a clubbing outfit, but not so much. In this attire, she felt more at ease, the heels were easier to walk in, the clothes weren't so constricting like the business woman outfit was.

This second session went a lot quicker, because she was more relaxed and, well, she had less clothes to remove, only this red tight dress. She was radiant this time, giving genuine smile back to the photographer praises.

She switched places with the Latina again to get even heavier makeup, darker and thicker eyeshadow, bolder colors, that made her look... dangerous. She didn't recognized herself at all. Who was that confident, fierce (...slutty) girl looking back at her with such an intense gaze?

She and the other model wore matching corsets, in different colors, black for her and red for Adriana, completed by transparent panties and the unavoidable stockings. Covered with a long, see through lacy robe, they both went back to the set. Posing with someone else was a different experience. Lucy had to admit how good Adriana looked. As they posed together, she glimpse with envy at her darker, flawless skin under the lights, so hot to the touch. The wide curves of her hips, the heaviness of her breasts painfully reminding her how lacking she was in this department.

"Ok, get closer now..." She was listening to Dom without seeing him, blinded by the spotlights, without seeing anyone else but her sexy fellow model, absorbed in a little world of blinding light were everything was possible. She reminded herself how her makeup was making her look: bold, confident, invincible.

 

"Closer..."

 

The taller girl moved her arm around Lucy's shoulders. The gowns were laying on the floor now. The two girls were skin to skin in lacy, transparent lingerie, and that was making both of them shiver. Lucy could feel the hot breath of the Latina on her neck and her nipples, very visible under the thin material, hardened. She felt good and warm under the spotlight. Was it the light that made her so hot? What it is something else?

"It's beautiful what you're doing, perfect." A flash sound. Dom voice dropped lower. "It's art. Move a bit to the right, closer. Yes. Yes, that's perfect pose."

 

"Now girls..." (flash) "I'll offer you something, ok?"

Lucy nodded, puzzled.

 

"You two have really good chemistry. It would be really beautiful if, and I say if, we could take this a little further. Lucy, your cousin told me you want to perform in the adult industry, right?"

She blushed profoundly. "R-right.", she lied.

"What about you, Adriana?"

 

Adriana, still holding Lucy, looked at her with a small smile.

"If Lucy is down, I'm down.", she said, her breath distractedly teasing Lucy's ear. Down for what? wondered Lucy.

 

"I'll add it to the contract. For a naked shoot, 150 more, so 300 total."

 

Three hundreds!

Maybe it was because of the money, that would cover almost half her rent. Maybe it was because of her state of relaxation, maybe because the photographer was so good at his job. Maybe it was the fact they were only all three in the studio and she felt safe under the warm spotlight, playing the role of a bold, confident sexy woman under Dom's eyes. Or maybe it was the drugs. Anyway. Lucy nodded slightly, giving Adriana permission to reach behind her back, unclasping her bra. Lucy caught it in her arms, hiding her flat breasts. Flash. Flash. Ariana removed her own bra and kept her arm close to her body, mimicking the pose. They both looked at the camera, hiding their nipples, tantalizing teases with sultry eyes.

 

"Perfect girls, perfect!"

 

The bras fell down, exposing their breasts, the heavy, obviously fake breasts of the Latina sharply contrasting with Lucy's small nubs. Lucy heart was racing, her face flushing red. She was exposing her bare chest, hard nipple pointing provocatively. Well. It wasn't SO bad. The thin, transparent material hadn't covered much until now anyway. At one point, under Dom command, she stood up, leg and eyes closed and let Adriana slide down her panties. There she was, in all her vulnerability, naked under the relentless spotlight. A wave of heat washed over her. She felt exposed, yet strangely liberated. This wasn't Lena from Pearson High anymore.

But, quickly, the shame rushed in, and she covered herself up with her hands in shame. Dom couldn't get much more from her afterward.

 

***

 

"Why did I do that? It was the spur of the moment. I shouldn't have done that." On the way back, Lucy's thoughts spiraled into despair. Why did she pose naked?! Maybe she could call the studio, ask to have the pictures deleted and forget about the money. Forget about her school...

 

"I'm so proud of you Lucy!" Sarah's voice, dripping with excitement, jolted her back to reality. The reality where she was a month late on rent.

 

"Uh... thanks.

-It's not easy the first time. And I didn't know he wanted you to do three different set of pics! That fucker.", laughed Sarah. It made Lucy smile.

 

"I wasn't sure you had it in you!", added Sarah, very purposely. Implying that Lucy had it in her to pose in naked photoshoot. That she was *that* kind of girl.

 

"By the way, this afternoon I'll have a few friend in the apartment. The thing is... They are also models and know Dom, so if you talk to them you'll also have to pretend to be my cousin."

The lie was getting bigger, but she had no choice. The money from the studio hasn't been wired yet. And she rather didn't want them to know she was actually a student.

 

It was already past 2 when they arrived at home, they had pizza for lunch and a special big glass of orange juice for Lucy, something Sarah was sure it would help her relax. As they were still eating, Sarah's friends arrived. All of them were also working in the adult industry. The conversation somewhat excluded Lucy at first, but, as she was getting up to hide in her room, Sarah announced Lucy just did her first porn photoshoot today. All girls cheered.

 

"No no", tried to rebut Lucy, "it wasn't porn, it was...

-Naked pictures. Soft porn!", insisted Sarah, pulling her down to make her sit again.

 

Laughter around the room.

 

"Wow, you're really one of us! Congrats!", said one girl raising a glass of alcohol.

 

"Do you plan to do any more? Is that why you moved in with your cousin?

-Uh...

-Yep, I'll show her the ropes!", said Sarah.

 

One of the girl made some comment about the state of the industry and moved the spotlight away from her. She was grateful for that.

 

At one point, the conversation went back to Lucy:

"Who was the photographer?

-His name was Dom...", she answered.

"Ooooh! Dom! This old fart! Always saying 'perfect', 'perfect' uh?" Laughter again and Lucy couldn't help but laugh with hem, this time.

 

She felt good, like she was smoothly floating in a river with friends. She was considered one of them, something she never really had before. Seeing this camaraderie, being included in this community made Lucy feel better about herself. Exactly what Sarah wanted.

"She is quite shy, though.", she commented, to set her afternoon plan in motion.

 

"Really? Yes she does look quite shy. But she's quite sexy."

Lucy, that was used to be in the background, never heard someone sexualize her that way before. It made her curiously happy.

 

"N-no I'm not...

-Yes! You just need more confidence!

-Don't be shy! Show us what you got!

-Uh?"

 

Laughter again. On after the other, the girls removed their top, liberating heavy breasts from the restraint of their bras. Lucy already had caught some glimpse of Sarah's tits, who wasn't shy about walking half naked in the apartment, but it was the first time she saw them so clearly and she couldn't detach her gaze. Sarah's tits were round and obviously fake, not exactly big, they were objectively medium sized but far too big for a girl as slender as she was. The hard plastic shape complemented perfectly the small muscles very defined on her fit body.

Sarah's friend were of different built, one heavy tattooed blond girl, one Asian (the nicer of the bunch), one Redhead even paler than she was. She suspected the Asian and the Redhead also had boob jobs. Anyway, they all had *tits*, not small nubs like her. The peer pressure was too strong and she also removed her top, laughing, displaying her own chest to the positive encouragements of the girls.

"You look cute! I was the same size as you when I started porn! I can refer you to my surgeon if you need.", said the Asian girl.

"Yeah, you would be very hot with bigger breasts... but you're so cute already.", said another.

 

The girls stayed half naked the whole afternoon, to Sarah's delight. She was happy to see that her friends were playing their part perfectly, encouraging Lucy to drink, to stay topless, making her feel like she belonged, pushing her hatred enemy toward the dark path she planned for her.