Fashion Show

Rachel couldn't believe her luck. Somehow, someway, someone contacted her to offer her a job as a model. A model! of all things! Sitting in class she found her mind drifted towards all the possibilities that awaited her. Maybe she would be famous, walking down runways signing autographs, maybe even an actor!

She checked her phone for what felt like every 5 minutes.

It had been 2 days since a middle-aged man had stopped her in the shopping mall. He didn't seem like the obvious creep, so when he asked for her number, Rachel didn't question it. Now, two days later, she got the call.

The voice at the other line seemed professional. He gave her the time and location, a high-class venue in the most popular district downtown. There was only one thing, he said remarkably little about what she was to be modelling. Rachel didn't want to seem ungrateful or difficult so she didn't press the matter.

"So! Do you think she'll come?" "Looks like it" the middle-aged man named Richard lit his pipe. "But remember, this is a real show, I cannot afford her to back out." He stared over at Tina. "Oh don't worry" Tina said with a grin. "Rachel wants to be famous, I am sure she will go through with it, even if she gets the jitters, Ill be around to make sure." He let his eyes glance over Tinas body. The attractive schoolgirl was wearing an undersized white top, with a bright red bra peeking over it. A pair of skintight jeans that hugged her hips firmly emphasizing her plump bottom.

Richard smiled. Although he was taking a risk, there was also the chance of a very big reward. "Very well, but be warned! if she backs out there will be hell to pay, for the both of you."

Tina was absolutely ecstatic. Despite being a lecherous creep with wandering eyes, Richard was a very successful event organizer and a friend of her mother. Initially he had approached her first. Being apprehensive by the way he looked at her she had asked him carefully about the show. "Accessory Fashion Runway" he called it, supposedly a big new thing in Paris.

It was only after Richard had explained the show that Tina decided Rachel would be a much better fit.

Richard rose from his chair. "Very well, I'll make the necessary arrangements. Good day to you."

This event would surely be something to be remembered.

For all of three of them.

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Rachel was running late. She had spent too much time pondering her outfit to make a good first impression, and now she was very close to ruining it. After rummaging through her closet, she thought about all the glamorous models she had seen in magazines and movies, attempting to find something that made her stand out.

Failing to find anything she had sneaked into Claires room and gotten out the bright red dress she wore to last year’s Christmas ball. Trouble was Claire was apparently skinnier and shorter than Rachel at the time.

The bright red dress clung to her body forcefully, and the intentional knee-high dress had ridden up mid-thigh. The compressed top pushed chest and thin shoulder straps emphasized her breasts in an almost indecent way and made it hard for Rachel to breathe.

Running in the thing was even more difficult, holding her black high-heeled shoes in one hand and attempting to tug down the dress with the other was almost a comical sight. She dreaded to think what would happen if she fell or ruined the dress. Claire would go absolutely ballistic, with the accompanying over the living room table with her hairbrush spanking.

Somehow, she managed to get through the door barely in the knick of time, sweat droplets on her forehead and heavy breathing. As she entered Mr Richards was looking at his pocket watch impatiently.

“Barely made it I see” Mr. Richards said as he put his clock back in the front pocket. He paused for a second watching the sweaty being in front of him. “Goodness, that is some outfit you got on” he remarked as his eyes traced Rachels body intently.

He had a good eye for beautiful women, it was after all his job, but he clearly outdid himself this time. The panting schoolgirl nodded politely and attempted to take on her shoes, as she did so she invertedly crept the dress up even higher. Revealing what appeared to be white firm knickers, seemingly translucent with sweat.

He coughed, “Well, you better move get your bottom backstage, the rest of the models are waiting for you. As is your friend Tina”. He pointed to the door with the big sign “Models Only”. Rachel paused, “Tina? Is she modelling too?” Mr. Richards frowned. “I thought you too had discussed this thoroughly, she is my assistant, in fact, she was the one who recommended you”. Rachel attempted to suppress her surprise and put on a bright smile. “Oh right! Tina, haha! I forgot…” Rachel lied.

The last thing she wanted was to look unprofessional and ill-prepared. “I’ll head right over! See you soon!” She scurried away before Mr Richards had time to say anything.

Closing the door behind her, Rachel suddenly felt uneasy. What on earth is Tina doing here? And why would she recommend me?

“You’re late” Her thoughts were interrupted. A tall woman with a pin needle cushion on her wrist was standing in front of her. “Oh hi! I am Rachel, Mr Richard sent me, nice to meet you” She smiled politely. “Come, we need to you ready, you first, 10 minutes. Take that off and sit in chair for makeup.” The woman replied unimpressed.

“All of it? … You mean…” She gestured to her dress.

“Yes, now, fast fast” The woman said briskly and dragged Rachel by the hand into the make-up room. The room was well lit, with mirrors all covering the sides, the room felt chaotic, naked and semi-naked women were all chasing each other around and talking in different languages.

“Turn round!” The woman spun Rachel round and attacked the zipper in the back. “Oh… oh… no…” Rachel suddenly felt very vulnerable, of course she knew she had to change, but so abruptly and roughly…

“Bad zipper, I fix later” She heard the woman say as she felt a strong tug and a rip her lower back.

“No Wait!” Rachel shouted in horror.

“No time, off off” The seamstress ignored Rachels antics and continued undressing her forcefully.

“Hi Rachel! I thought that was you” Tina leaned on the desk in front of her, arms crossed and a big smile on her face.

“Tina! I… Wait!!” The woman grabbed the shoulder strap of the dress and pulled firmly down. Bearing Rachels breasts. “Oh my.” Tina snickered holding her hand in front of her mouth trying to suppress her laughter.

Rachel tried to recover by placing one hand over her chest. One thing was being naked, but being naked in front of Tina was something else. Rachel was half afraid that Tina would take up her phone. The thought of pictures spreading at the school was dreadful.

Rachel let out a squeal as the blunt seamstress dragged the now ripped dress down over Rachel’s thighs, showcasing snug tightfitting white knickers with bright pink teddy-bears patterns.

Tina unable to control herself let out roaring laughter, pointing her finger towards a particularly large teddy bear directly between Rachel’s legs.

“What a girly girl, off!” The seamstress scoffed, her long fingers went to work once more, grabbing hold of the elastic waistband and pulled them down forcefully.

Rachel instantly pushed her hand between her legs.

“Oh, come on Rachel, don’t be shy…” Tina smiled deviously.

“Ah! There we are.” Richard suddenly walked in to the dressing-room.

“Lovely bottom” he remarked bluntly to the blushing Rachel.

“Let’s get ready, shall we?” He clapped his hands attracting everyone’s attention.

“You are all aware this an important show, do well and we are likely to work together in the future” he winked at Rachel who was trying to obscure her nakedness with her small hands.