Date: Mon, 13 Oct 2008 10:24:49 GMT
From: Check It Out <i_wanna_be_a_slut@webtv.net>
Subject: Letting My Hair Down-3

In the morning I quickly got out of bed and got ready for work. When I got
out of the shower, I noticed my tan lines. I had the perfect outline of a
thong and a bra. I couldn't help but to giggle. I thought it looked quite
sexy. I giggled some more, got dressed and headed out the door.

"Good Morning Jim" Mr. Thompson said as he greeted me with a handshake.

"Good morning" I said with a smile.

"I'm glad you decided to take the job" he told me "I could really use an
extra set of hands"

I chuckled "Cool, let's get started"

We headed to the basement and moved some furniture around and placed some
painted backgrounds behind them. Then we went to the darkroom in the attic
and started developing some film. He had pictures of beautiful women in
lingerie posing in front of some of the same backgrounds we had just moved
around. I couldn't help but to admire how hot they looked.

He also had some pictures of some models posing with men. The women were in
lingerie and the men were fully dressed at first. As the pictures
progressed the woman was unzipping his pants and holding his cock. Then she
was stroking him and staring at it. She held it in front of her mouth with
her tongue just touching the tip. There were other pictures of him standing
behind her with her panties pulled down and his stiff cock pointed at her
bare ass. Other pictures of him pressed tight against her while the both
had a surprised look.

When I finally asked about the pictures. He told me he likes to take the
lingerie photos but these other ones pay the bills. He pointed to the ones
with the man and woman as he told me that. Then he looked at his watch
nervously.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"The model should have been here by now" he told me.

No sooner were those words out of his mouth when the phone rang. He
answered it and talked for a few seconds and hung up. He had a worried look
on his face.

"What's wrong?" I asked again.

"That was the model" he told me "She said she won't be able to make it for
the shoot"

I looked at him confused "What now?"

"Well, if I can't find another female model, we're done for the day" he
told me frankly.

"Huh, some first day" I shrugged.

"Hang on. Let me make some calls" he responded.

For the next 45 minutes I sat and listened to him make calls and beg girls
to do a shoot. They all turned him down and he sat dejectedly in his
chair. We talked for a little while and he told me about how he wouldn't be
able to pay his bills if he didn't get a model soon.

"What now?" I asked.

"Well, you've got nice hair, but unless I can talk you into putting on some
lingerie, I guess I'm screwed" he told me pointedly.

I thought about it and looked at him sitting there. He was such a nice guy
and I hated to see him like this.

"I guess I could" I said furtively.

He lit right up "Really?!? You are a lifesaver! You don't have to you know?
But I'll pay the usual modeling fee of $100"

At the sound of money, I lit up. "Ok, let's do it"

"Really? You will?" he asked.

"For a hundred bucks! Fuck yeah! Let's do this!" I responded
enthusiastically.

He smiled and rushed me into one of the spare bedrooms that was set up as a
dressing room. It was full of clothes of every shape size and color. It was
packed. He sat me down and looked at me furtively.

"Now what?" I quizzed.

"Well, I'm trying to think of the best way to make you look like a girl. If
I'm gonna sell these, everybody who see's them will have to believe you're
a girl" he told me simply.

I just shrugged my shoulders and looked at him.

"First thing you gotta do is strip" he ordered.

I took off my clothes without a care and it wasn't until I looked in the
mirror that I was embarrassed. I was completely hairless and had totally
forgotten about my new tan lines. He just smiled.

"You'll be perfect" he said and sat me in a chair.

He dug out a few boxes. Then he rummaged around and pulled out a small
spray can. He opened all the boxes and pulled out a rather large set of
silicone breast forms. He pushed them against my chest and eyed them
carefully. He did that with all of the breast form. They were all a
different size. They all had different nipple shapes. And best of all, they
all looked absolutely real. He settled on a small B-cup with pointy
nipples. He sprayed the back with the spray can then on my chest. He eyed
them up and carefully stuck them to my chest. He held them in place for a
little while and wiped the extra glue off with a cloth and solvent. Next he
put me in a tight bra and told me I would have to wear it for about fifteen
minutes until the glue was completely set.

"Next, we need to fix that" he said pointing at my crotch "That just won't
do"

He had me lay back on one of the makeup tables and spread my legs. I
watched as he took a chair in front of me, he pulled my cock and balls
around and moved them this way and that way. He looked at it thoughtfully,
nodded his head, sprayed the area between my balls and asshole, then he
sprayed the underside of my cock. I was fascinated as I watched him pull it
back until it just touched my asshole. He stuck it in place and pulled it
around until he was happy. He sprayed my balls and pulled my ball sack back
to meet the tip of my cock. He moved my balls around then stuck it in
place. He pulled everything around until it looked just right, wiped up the
excess glue and had me put on a tight thong.

"As long as your legs aren't spread too far, I think we can get away with
this" he smiled.

Next he started on my makeup and hair. He seemed to know what he was doing,
because in no time I was done. Next he started on my nails. He glued on
fake nails and we sat around talking while he put on polish and he told me
I had saved his ass and that he couldn't thank me enough. I just smiled and
told him it was no trouble.

"Lets go take some pictures" he said cheerfully.

With that, he grabbed some cameras and film and we headed to the sets. He
snapped away as I stood around or sat around. The had me jump around like I
was playing. He had me spread my legs wide or bend over and point my ass at
him. Then he told me to pull my panties down. He had me pull them back up
and take off my bra. Then he had me act like I was playing again. He had me
take off my panties and jump around some more.

Without the bra on my tits were jiggling around and it was turning me
on. They looked and felt so real, it was like I had tits. I was on such a
high when I would look down at my lively little titties and bald little
snatch. It was the hottest thing I had seen since Roseanne was 11. This was
the coolest thing I had ever done.

After that, he had me change into different lingerie and outfits. snapping
pictures constantly. I bet I changed clothes 10 times. In every outfit, he
would take pictures then take some more as I stripped. After every shoot, I
was naked and he was snapping away.

Before I knew it we finished a shoot and he told me it was lunch time and
headed for the kitchen. I was nude and had been nude most of the day so I
just followed him. I sat at the table and he snapped a few pictures of me
sitting there. He made some sandwiches and heated up some soup. He snapped
a few more pictures as I ate. The whole time he told me how grateful he was
that I had done this for him.

After lunch we headed to the darkroom and developed the film. As I looked
at the pictures, I couldn't believe how much I looked like a girl. My tits
and pussy looked so real I couldn't believe it was me. I thought I was
really hot! I had the perfect tan lines and everything.

I hadn't thought about it, but I was still nude and Mr.. Thompson hadn't
mentioned it either. If he wasn't going to say anything, I sure wasn't. It
was the most comfortable I had ever been. It was like walking around as a
nude little girl was the most natural thing in the world. I was getting a
huge rush from it.

When the doorbell rang, Mr. Thompson just about panicked and looked at his
watch.

"Oh shit! I forgot!" he exclaimed.

"Forgot what?" I asked.

"The male model I had scheduled was s'posed to do a shoot this
afternoon. Now I don't have a female model and I forgot to call him and
cancel" he told me.

"Why can't I do it?" I queried.

He lit up again "Really? Would you? I'll pay you extra"

"It's not hard is it? Just stand around and take some pictures, right?"

"Kinda. They'll be like the pictures we saw earlier. You don't have to do
anything, but I need close-ups, so you'll have to be right there while he's
hard" he explained.

I thought about it for a minute and pretended I might not want to.

"Well... I guess that would be ok" I said thoughtfully.