Bria the spokesmodel

Bria Jeurgen was attending an agricultural fair two towns over and having a hard time maintaining her pageant-winning smile. It was a warm and sunny day outside, but she was stuck inside a big barn acting as celebrity judge to a bovine beauty contest. The entire place stank of straw and manure, and she was sure she'd never get that odor out of her pretty pastel summer dress. Even more than the animals, she did not like the farmers: their calloused hands rubbed coarsely against her delicate skin when they shook hands or held her back or shoulder for an obligatory photo.

"Not a farmgirl, are ya?" asked one older gentleman who caught Bria daydreaming with a sour expression on her face. Her faced turned red as she smiled sheepishly, and he laughed heartily. "No farmgirl comes to the agri-fair wearing that kind of dress, or shoes... too risky with all the dung around."

"Never stepped in poop," the blonde admitted meekly. "Not really anxious to start."

"Ah, you're alright, girlie," he announced reassuringly, "And a good sport for being here. How much they pay you?"

"Nothing," Bria sighed. "Just comes with the crown."

"Huh, that's surprising," he observed. "Seems to me you should at least be compensated for your time. You interested in modelling work?"

The busty blonde hadn't really thought about the opportunity to use her title and good looks to make money, but she liked the idea and nodded eagerly. "That sounds fun!"

"My name's Edgar Toppen," he said, shaking her hand. "I'm a local businessman, I own Topp's Seed and Feed, the biggest farm supply store in this part of the state. I think you'd be a perfect face for our promotional materials, young but enthusiastic, innocent but sexy. How about I pay you $1000 to pose for some pictures?"

"Wow, I'd do it for $100!" Bria gasped gratefully.

"Well, it'll be professionally done work, so I'll need you to do just what the photographer says," Edgar explained. "I don't want to waste time with amateurs, so I need your word that you'll give me the shots I want!"

"Yes, sir," Bria nodded. "I know my role from the pageant: look good, and do what you're told."

"Keep that philosophy, and you'll have a lucky husband," Edgar winked as he walked away, leaving the beauty queen laughing.

The photoshoot was scheduled for the following week and was a revelation to Bria. She was driven to a barn refurbished into a shooting location, complete with professional lights and cameras, makeup and wardrobe people. There were almost a dozen other people there, all making sure that Bria's photos were perfect. For Bria, it was so exhilarating to be the focus of so much attention!

Once Bria signed the release she began three long hours of operating under constant direction, but to her it passed in a blur. There were a number of wardrobe changes, including a tastefully shot series done with her breasts bare; the professionals present didn't seem to be aghast, so the teen thought she shouldn't be either. Finally, the photographer set her against a blue screen to shoot her fully nude from multiple angles and positions, in the event that they "need them" later.

The first billboards appeared a few weeks later, featuring a beaming Bria standing in the barn next to a tractor, her thumbs hitched in the suspenders of the overalls she was wearing. The blonde beauty was not wearing a shirt, so that the top and sides of her big breasts were clearly visible, though the nipples were concealed behind the denim. The tagline read: "Need for Seed" next to a Topp's logo. Overall, the ad was wholesome but sexy.

Edgar sent a note with the check praising Bria's professionalism and hinting at a calendar in production that will "be hanging in every barn and garage in Minnesota", and that other companies had approached him to use the pictures. "Or I could arrange for more shoots, if you're interested in doing some Topp-less modelling..."