Katzenberg Studios

MJ walked into Katzenberg 's studio. She was already furious from the conversation she had eariler with Betty and Liz. She felt like she had something to prove. She was going to be a star... no matter what.

When she made her way down to the studio floor, where Katzenberg took his pictures, she was a bit shocked at what she saw.

It was a very, very beautiful blonde model posing in a string bikini. She was bending over suggestively, her massive double D breasts practically falling out of her top. She would pose and contort in ways only a young, nubile woman could.

Nick Katzenberg was in his familiar outfit, a silken robe tied loosely around his rotund waist, most probably naked underneath.

As she stepped closer, her high heels clicked on the hardwood floor giving away her presence.

Nick turned to greet her.

"MJ... baby!" He exclaimed as he swung his arms out wide for a hug.

*Yep. Definitely naked.* Mary Jane thought as she caught a glimpse of his little monster peeking out.

As Katzenberg hugged MJ, he slid his hands down to her ass, clenching tight. He shifted his pelvis a bit against her.

"Didja' miss me? Or did you miss him?" Nick said as he grinded into her.

Typically, Mary Jane would be disgusted, but she just chuckled. It seemed that was just part of Katzenberg's charm.

"Maybe a bit of both," she said as she kissed him on the lips.

Nick broke the hug but kept a hand glued to Mary Jane's ass cheek. It was too good to let go.

"So... Nicky... want to let me know what's going on here?" MJ asked.

She leaned into Nick's ear, "I am NOT having a three way with you here," she whispered.

Katzenberg laughed, "Hahahaha... not here? Does that mean somewhere else is okay?"

MJ stared daggers at him.

"Can't blame a guy for asking, right?"

Nick, pulled MJ into a deep huddle, "It's nothing baby... just some young, up and coming model... she needed some shots for a beer ad... nothing serious," he started, "Ain't that right Madison?"

The ditzy blonde just smiled and jumped, her bountiful, perky breasts taunting Mary Jane as she *giggled* "Right Mr. Katzenberg... tee hee hee."

"Just give me a minute and I'll send her on her way baby," Nick said to MJ, trying to placate her.

As Katzenberg went back behind the camera, the blonde was moving, shifting, tossing her legs around. Madison had poses for days, and she was showing all of them.

Mary Jane looked on and started to feel the bite of the little green monster... jealousy.

She shot the young model nasty looks and moved closer to Nick, her hands sliding up and down his shoulders as he *clicked* his camera. She leaned in more, her lips kissing at Nick's neck, a definite distraction to his job. Piling it on, MJ slid her hands down his body, sliding a hand underneath his robe slit to grasp at his swinging cock.

*Let's see how he does with all the groping* MJ thought. A fair **** from all the times he's done that to her.

MJ started to breathe heavier into Katzenberg's ear, her hand stroking away at him from under his robe.

Within a matter of minutes, Katzenberg had enough. He could feel his dick ready to burst out of the robe.

"Okay, okay, okay.... looks like we're done for the day Madison.... Why don't you go and get changed. I'll give you a call when the pictures are ready."

She just *giggled* and bounced, "Sure thing Mr. Katzenberg," as she took off for the dressing rooms.

Nick took that opportunity to turn to Mary Jane and kiss her deeply, their lips locked in a wet embrace.

"Ohhhh mmmfmm.... yeah baby.... I cannot wait to fuck you again," murmured Nick.

Mary Jane broke the kiss, her finder placed on Nick's lips.

"Ah ah ah... I came over for a photo shoot," she said smiling.

"But... but.. but... MJ... Baby..." as he pointed at his cock that was getting stiffer.

His very sad face remained as he pointed towards the dressing room, "Go get dressed I guess."

"Giving up so soon Nick?" *tsk* *tsk* *tsk* Mary Jane teased as she sashayed into the dressing room.

Nick was on the verge of tears.

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MJ walked into the dressing room. There were all types of outfits. Glamorous gowns, lingerie, swimsuits, in all different colors, styles, and sizes. It was like a dream come true for a woman who loved fashion.

*Who would've thought that Katzenberg would have a treasure trove of women's high fashion? Panties? Yes. Bras? Yes. Tacky and tasteless thong swimsuits that leave nothing to the imagination? Definitely. But elegant ball gowns? Hunh. Who knew?* She mused as she looked through the multiple racks.

Needing something amazing... something that would put her on the cover of Vogue she searched high and low until the dress popped out for her. Like it was highlighted by the heavens, a long, silk, silver gown that almost looked like a slip shined for her.

*That's the one* she thoughts *That's the one for the cover of Vogue.*

Mary Jane stripped down naked and slid the gown over her head. The dress hit in all the right areas. Her breasts pulled the dress up where it highlighted her form. Her hips accentuated by the sleek shiny silver. She twisted and turned, her face brightly smiling as she stared in the mirrors around her. There was no doubt about it, she looked amazing.

She stepped out of the dressing room and onto the studio platform.

Katzenberg just stared at her, stunned.

"Wow... just wow.... I knew you were stunning Red, but this... this... is something else. Cover of Vogue look out," he said. "Shit... I don't know if I'll be able to do this... not without sampling the goods a bit," as he slid his hand around her waist, ending up on her ass.

Mary Jane just *blushed*

"Enough with that Nick... let's get these pictures."

Katzenberg spent the next 30 minutes take shot after shot of Mary Jane, all in various poses. After about 1000 pics, Nick new he had a winner in there somewhere.

"Alright Red... we got some good pics, but we need that... 'WOW' factor," Katzenberg said as he moved up around her.

Mary Jane was posing, but stood with her arms crossed as he approached.

"'WOW' factor? I thought I had that?" She asked as she tossed her hips back and forth.

"Yeah baby... you got the 'IT' factor, but we need to work on 'wow'," as he reached behind her, pushing her upper half down a bit more.

She was showing decent cleavage on this sexy dress, but now she was almost dropping out of it.

She let Katzenberg pose her and manipulate her, trying to get the best shots she could. If this was what she needed to do to become a star, she'd do it.

Nick smiled at MJ from behind. He had her just where he wanted her as he slid his hands down her sides and held her hips.

"Nicky!" Mary Jane yelled out twisting her head look at Katzenberg.

He slid her hemline over her round, juicy ass, his cock sliding underneath her. With her wide stance, MJ tried to recover by clenching her thighs, but it was too late. Katzenberg slid his mighty meat right up against her pussy.

"Ohhhhh.... Nicky," MJ moaned out, now in a very precarious position.

Her only defense now was her hand at Katzenberg's thick, cock head. Her hand gripping the top of it as he grinded into her.

"Don't fight it Red... you want this just as much as I do," Nick said.

MJ *winced,* her face showing her agony as she fought the growing arousal inside. Maybe it was the hot spotlights on her, but she felt like she was burning up.

MJ bit her lip as she held out a bit longer, "Promise me...you're going... to... make me... a star," she said in between breaths.

Nick just kept grinding against her ass, his cock pushing up against her hand more and more, close to plunging inside of her.

"Of course baby... the biggest star..." he responded.

He reached around her arms, his hands freeing her tits from the silky silver dress. He manhandled her breasts, making Mary Jane moan out.

"Nnnghhhhh..."

"But... I have to be your agent baby... We're in this together...agreed?" He asked.

MJ just moaned out her reply as she nodded her head, "mmmhmmm."

"And... I need to be ... your main dick... your only cock..."

"But.. but.. Peter.."

"Forget Parker... your pussy is mine... and only mine."

Mary Jane struggled. She was holding off Katzenberg's mighty cock... something she didn't have the strength to do anymore, but Peter was her husband... a husband who was gone... lost to his adventures.

MJ didn't say anything. Her non-verbal agreement was to let go... let go of her defenses, let go of Peter, and let go of Katzenberg's waiting cock. She nodded yes.

"hehehe...Face it Tiger, you just hit the jackpot," Katzenberg said as he plunged inside of her wet, waiting cunt.