Sunday morning, when Lucy finally emerged from her bedroom, Sarah was already awake. She had prepared a fresh pitcher of orange juice that she knew Lucy loved.

 

She waited until she had her breakfast and announced her something:

"Lucy. I have good news. Dom really liked you yesterday and want another session."

 

Of course, it wasn't such a great new for Lucy. In her head, the photoshoot was absolutely a one-time thing and she hoped to find a proper job soon.

 

"I'm not sure...

-Again?" The smile on Sarah's enhanced lips faded.

"Yes maybe I can find a... a better job.

-You don't think it's a proper job?

-O-of course I do.

-Then it's settled. I'll tell him you're in.

-N-no."

 

Sarah gasped, exasperated.

 

"What do you mean, "no"? I'm paying for the food, I'm giving you a *huge* discount on the room and you can't even pay rent on time. You know I'm really expecting 650 from you before the end of the month, right?"

 

Lucy felt her ears becoming red, like when she was scolded by her parents.

 

"It's not a joke Lucy. If you're not happy with the deal, you can go somewhere else but good luck finding a place to stay without a job or a grant."

Lucy's gaze was transfixed, her mind elsewhere. Maybe she could borrow some money... and reimburse it later, when the grant would come. But what if it didn't?

"Seriously Lucy! Are you listening to me?! I have a MORTGAGE to pay. Helping you is putting ME in a thought spot. You're in your twenties now, it's time to be a responsible adult, alright?"

Her tenant nodded, transfixed, almost in a state of shock. It was not enough for Sarah. She realized it wasn't the good approach.

 

"Look. Lucy."

 

Lucy moved her head up, met her gaze, tears in her eyes.

 

"I don't want to force you something you don't want to do. I know it's hard. Do you think I enjoyed turning to sex work when I was 18? Tell me sincerely."

Lucy never really thought about that. When she was talking about Sarah's cam shows in the group in high school, it was always on the basis that was a voluntary choice for her. But no, she was not so sure.

 

"Answer me.

-I... I don't know."

 

Sarah shook her head. "Like most girls, I started because I didn't have a choice. I needed to support my mother. I know you're a bit ashamed, I know how hard is it to pose nude. I know. Every girl know. The girls you met yesterday had the same doubt, the same fears.", she lied. Most of them were exhibitionist sluts.

 

But Lucy nodded, with more conviction this time.

 

"You have to decide by yourself. I can't force you, I don't want to force you ok? Either you do, or you don't. In any case, I want this month rent at the end of next week."

 

Sarah went back to her room, leaving Lucy to decide.

 

A few minutes later, a knock on the door.

 

"I'll do it.

-You'll do what?", asked Sarah, standing in the doorframe with a smile.

 

"I'll do the... the photoshoot.

-It's your own choice?

-Y...yes." It was either posing naked or going back to her parents and abandoning her dream school. Not much of a choice. Beside she *had* managed the last shoot, didn't she.

 

"Awesome! I'm so glad you decided to stick with it. Okay, here's Dom's message from yesterday."

 

Sarah showed her a text that read:

"Hey Sarah, cute girl yesterday! Is she free for another nude shoot? She's still a bit shy about being naked you'll need to train her a bit and glam her up."

 

 

Sarah took back the phone and said, her voice full of excitement:

"Since you want to try again, you'll have to follow my lead, ok?

-...uh... okay.

-So, first exercise of the day, we go bare-chested all morning like we did yesterday afternoon. Don't hide in your room! You can bring your laptop in the living room to study. It's all about feeling confident in our bodies."

 

Turning words into action, Sarah removed her t-shirt, freeing her round fake breasts. Lucy followed.

 

The morning passed, both girls keeping their chest bare. At the end of the afternoon Lucy wasn't so shocked by it anymore, as a new normal was slowly being established in her mind. A normal were she would keep her small A-cup out during the day.

 

"Alright, it's almost eleven, let's step it up.", said Sarah, removing her pants, exposing a red tong outlining her round ass cheeks. Lucy removed her own pants, to unveil ugly blue stripped panties. She stayed on her seat, working on her laptop in the living until noon, when the suddenly doorbell rang.

 

"Ah!" simply said Sarah. She got up from the couch, her round orbs of flesh still out and buzzed the building door open.

 

"Next exercise us there. Come behind me.

-...what...

-Get up! Come on!"

 

Reluctantly, Lucy moved behind Sarah, feeling exposed in her panties. She tried to hide behind Sarah but it wasn't easy, as the fit but petite woman (not even 5 foot tall) barely reached her chin.

 

Sarah laughed at the ridiculous attempt.

"Don't be so shy! Being naked isn't so bad. Most people are half naked at home all the time."

 

Someone knocked at the door, making Lucy jump. As Sarah went to open the door, she ran away in a flash. On the other side were a food delivery guy, a scrawny white dude that felt like it was his lucky day.

 

"Here's your, uh, food, uh, miss.", he said, eyes locked on Sarah's chest.

"Thank you!", chirped Sarah, giggling.

 

The interaction barely lasted 10 seconds, but enough for Lucy to understand the point.

 

"See? Nothing happened. They see naked people all day.", said Sarah, coming back with a small box of food. "It's good training. You get the next one ok?

-A-are you crazy? I can't...

-Don't be shy. Ok, we'll do the next guy together then."

 

10 minutes later, Lucy still thought Sarah was joking when she heard the doorbell again.

 

"Come behind me", said Sarah. She gripped her hand, this time. "Do not run away."

Behind the door, was an heavy black guy whose eyes almost popped out of his sockets.

"Uh... food... delivery.", he mutters, entranced by the two young beauty almost naked in front of him. The one in front giggled. Too bad the second girl was trying to hide behind the other one. Clearly, they were having some kind of bet, he thought. He didn't have time to investigate further as the door closed quickly on him.

 

"Hahaha, Lucy you should see your face!"

Lucy was red as a beetle, eyes wide open and sporting a large, tense smile on her face.

 

"Are you ok babe?

-Y... yes.

-You see, it's not the end of the world. Just a bit of fun. Play dumb. If they talk to you... just giggle. Ok?"

 

A third guy came. Sarah forced Lucy to stay next to her this time. This delivery guy couldn't keep his eyes away from their nipples, frenetically moving his gaze from Sarah to Lucy's chest. He tried to say something, that was cut off by Sarah's giggle, hand open, asking non-verbally for the bag of food.

 

A fourth guy, an older lad. "Well now... what have we got here?” " Lucy and Sarah were arm to arm and offered no explanation, simply giggled together before collecting the food.

 

Lucy felt objectified, exposed, scrutinized, vulnerable. But Sarah was right, the feeling was less intense with each encounter. Knowing there were no consequences, just a quick flash of skin, then the door closing, made it easier. By the seventh man, Lucy could open the door herself. Sarah watched from the side, a subtle smile playing on her lips as she savored the erosion of Lucy's boundaries, dismantling Lucy's inhibitions, chipping away at her self-worth. Lucy exposed herself —as fast as she could— to the next three men. It was becoming disturbingly easy to answer the door nearly naked, to endure the gaze of the men on her bare chest. And following Sarah’s instruction, she would never explain her behavior, offering only a vacant giggle whenever a man attempted conversation.

 

Once the long streak of food delivery arrived to an end, the two girls sat on the kitchen table, eating. They were both still in their undies.

 

"So... how did it feel? Be honest.", asked Sarah, picking a large part of pizza.

"Uh... It was... weird...

-Scary?

-Yes but...

-Exciting, right?

-Maybe..."

 

After lunch, they moved a step further, both girl removing the last piece piece of clothing. To her own surprise, Lucy once again rapidly adjusted: being completely naked with her roommate, in this warm apartment wasn't such a bad experience.. especially because she stayed seated working on her computer, retreating to her study.

 

But Sarah didn't want to let her hide. She invited Lucy to sit on the couch.

"Ok,", she said, her voice low and laced with amusement, watching Lucy's tense posture. "First rule of sitting from now on: keep you legs open."

 

Slowly, hesitantly, Lucy opened her thighs, unwilling to fully expose herself.

 

Sarah's hand moved, slow and deliberate, over her own pussy. "If you're still a bit shy," she purred, her gaze locking with Lucy's, "keep your hand between your legs." Lucy obeyed, her palm trembling as it cupped her own sensitive flesh, hiding it from view.

 

"Very good. We'll stay naked in the house but I don't want you curling up in a corner. I want you naked and proud. Push your chest forward. Open your legs a bit more. That's right. You can keep you hand in here. Now, tell me... do you watch porn?

-Not much...", answered weakly Lucy. She never watched porn, her parent being so adamant against it she never dared to try even by herself.

"I figured. I'll show you some nude photoshoots, ok?"

 

The big screen flickered to life, displaying a buxom blonde posing in delicate lingerie. With deliberate slowness, the blonde began to undress, each garment falling away to reveal more and more flesh. The video transitioned into a nude photoshoot, Sarah providing a running commentary, dissecting the lighting, the poses, the artistry. But the "artistry" quickly dissolved into something far more explicit. A big, strong, veiny hand reached out, gripping the blonde from behind, and the scene shifted to softcore porn between a muscular lean man dominating a woman with elegant ferocity.

 

Lucy was watching with rapt attention, her hand still between her legs subtly starting to move into a small, hesitant rhythm.

Sarah changed to another model, a brunette, also with large, enhanced bust. All videos she had selected featured women with big fake breats, hoping to make Lucy feel inadequate about her own small nubs. This one was another slow progression from soft, artistic solo videos to straight on porn. From the corner of her eye, she watched Lucy, gaze glued to the video, her hand visibly playing with her pussy now, moving her hips back and forth, mirroring the movements on the screen. For Lucy, the sensation was intoxicating, overwhelming. She hadn't realized how starved she was for this, for this raw, uninhibited display of desire. She hadn't even known she *could* feel like this. She wasn't a virgin, she had a boyfriend during some months, but he had been inexperienced and clumsy and left her feeling... nothing. She even suspected she might be asexual. But now, seeing something as sexy as this for the first time, those beautiful men and women on the big screen, the hard masculine muscles playing with the soft feminine flesh while being herself, naked, exposed and, well, slightly drugged, was more than she could bear. She was oblivious of Sarah now, so comfortable, floating on a warm cloud, fixated on the screen, playing with her pussy, unaware of the soft moan escaping her lips, a sound she didn't recognize as her own, as the big, round breasts were bouncing as the model was fucked hard from behind and...

 

"Alright, we'll stop there.", decided Sarah, turning off the screen, zapping her back to reality.

 

With difficulty, she went back to her computer, to her school study, keeping her legs and a hand between them open as Sarah reminded her to do. Her mind wondered far from the course on economic laws that was in front of her and soon, she resumed masturbating, as discreetly as she could.

 

A bit before seven, the bell ringed again. Lucy wondered who it was. For sure, Sarah wouldn't... wouldn't... Yes, she would. Sarah was already moving toward the door, fully naked like she was herself, and motioned her to come. Lucy got up, strangely excited, euphoric even. Both girl opened the door giggling like brain dead bimbos.

The deliveryman froze, his jaw slack, a half-formed greeting died in his throat as he stared at the full, unapologetic nudity before him. He fumbled with the thermal bag containing their order, nearly dropping it. Lucy giggled, for real this time.

 

And the ballet of restaurants order resumed for the night. Between each guy, Lucy would sit and resume masturbating as Sarah pretended not to notice.

 

The training has been effective. The last delivery arrived just before ten. At this point, Lucy still had a little flicker of apprehension but the numbness had won. How easy it was to be naked, horny, in front of anonymous men. To answer all questions with a simple laugh. She swung the door open without difficulty, exposing her bare shaved (wet) pussy, the small rise of her breasts to the stunned gaze of the last stranger. Playing with a strand of hair, she offered a breathy, empty giggle before accepting the bag and closing the door.

 

Sarah watched with a satisfied smile, already thinking on how to push her even further.