for everyoneisgorgeous

[pornomancy]

[Sydney shifts nervously on the black leather couch as the cameras focus in on her. She's not used to wearing a bikini this skimpy, and the feeling of the thong riding up her ass is making her want to squirm, uncomfortable.

But this is what they want to see, right?

God, how did she even get here? Now that the lights are on her and the prospect of having sex for money is imminent, she's starting to get cold sweats.

It had just started as a modeling gig, a guy who walked up to her as she was taking the bus home from school, who said she was beautiful and wanted to know if she'd be interested in some product photography. Of course Sydney had said yes; nobody ever complimented her like that before. But then, after finding out she was 18, they'd offered her money. Pretty good money, too.

She's still a high school student, and she's told her parents she's hanging out with a friend today.

Sydney shifts, anxiously twirling strands of her light brown hair around a finger.] So... you're definitely going to blur my face out before this gets released, right?

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[everyoneisgorgeous]

Oh, sure. [The cameraman - and the guy running this operation, it seems like, just to make it feel even more fly-by-night. There's two other guys in the room. Big, beefy guys, chatting casually in the corner of her vision while the cameraman adjusts the, well, camera. It's pretty obviously a lowrent operation, but the setup seems decent. There's a few different cameras, and a couple women working them, professional, disinterested looking ones. They'd used the women to help calm her nerves. You know, back during the transition from modeling to this.

The bikini's insanely tiny. Two triangles and a thin line between her legs, basically, bright pink.]

Don't want the boyfriend seeing, right? Lean back and spread your legs a bit.

[-- She can tell the camera's zooming in.]

[pornomancy]

Boyfriend? I-I don't have a boyfriend, that's why I'm... [She says before trailing off, trying to look at the camera but also looking at the men to the side. Those are her co-stars, right? She's going to have sex with them.

They're handsome, at least.

Sydney leans back, her shoulders touching the fake pleather of the couch, and spreads her legs wider, so that the camera sees the tiny strip of fabric that basically just covers her vulva and nothing else.

She's glad she'd gotten the bikini wax for this.] You mean like this?