More pictures, more nudity

The next picture was one that showed off her fitness as much as her body. Mia was in some kind of gym, on a mat, in the middle of a sit up. The camera was taking a picture from the side, her hands behind her head, winding in her hair, elbows pointing forwards. They'd passed her raised knees, and her mouth was open in a gasp of exertion, the tips of her breasts just reaching her hips.

It was a strange one to look at. Technically nothing intimate was being shown, her legs together meaning the sideways view couldn't expose her core, and she was sat on the mat, so the only possibility was her chest, concealed by how she'd leant up into her legs.

Still, the sideways view seemed somehow more revealing. There was no mistaking how much flesh was on display.

"So, what was that one?" Dinah said.

"What?" Mia said.

"If this is to get you back to being as comfortable as you were then, you'll need to remember the mindset you were in," Dinah said. "So? What do you remember?"

"Too much..." Mia said.

She shifted unconsciously, stilling instantly as she remembered Laurel was beneath her.

"They like doing things specific to their model," Mia said. "So they did the Queen stuff, the Arrow stuff..."

"Arrow?" Dinah said. "Think I missed that one."

"Oh, there's more," Laurel said.

Mia blushed. She could do without the reminder that people were already familiar with these.

"Well, er, I... even in this life, I worked out a bit, so they liked showing that off. I remember a few of those," Mia said.

"Naked working out?" Laurel said. "We should bring that back."

"I, I don't know how many got published," Mia said. "Probably not all."

"I think the unpublished ones of you got leaked a couple of months back," Dinah said absently. Then she blushed. "So, er, so I've heard."

Mia whimpered.

She wasn't sure whether she was relieved when Laurel clicked onto the next. Oh god there were far, far too many of these.

The next image, at least, was simpler. No fancy poses, no special setting, just a fluffy brown fur blanket and her laying down on it, the photo taken from above to give an unobstructed view of her back. she'd turned her head to face sideways, angling up only slightly, a smile on her face. Otherwise, the focus of the photo was her toned back, down to her butt, yet again.

"You do work out," Laurel said near instantly.

Mia squirmed. Laurel rested her hand slightly higher on her thigh, now on Mia's lap, to still her, ostensibly so she kept her balance.

"I... remember that one," Mia said. "It was, er, comfy. The blanket was so soft, I liked how it felt, relaxed there for a bit."

She had a vivid memory of how it felt, the ridiculously soft fur tickling against her bare skin, pressed against her. She'd tried to find out what the material was after.

"Alright, stand up," Laurel said.

"What?" Mia said.

"I think it's time, don't you?" Laurel said.

Mia was already obeying, on instinct, when she suddenly realized she was probably going to regret this. She stood up suddenly, resting both hands on the desk in front of her to help catch her balance, still breathless and flushed, the sight of her ass in the picture all that greeted her eyes when she looked down.

And then, just as she realized why Laurel had asked for this, she felt Laurel's hands on her, thumbs hooking around the top of her panties while her fingers splayed out over the firm cheeks of her ass. Then Laurel pulled, her grip allowing her to effortlessly slide down Mia's final item of clothing.

Mia swallowed, and looked up, staring at the wall right ahead of her as she tried to ignore the feeling of the air fresh against her newly exposed skin. For a moment, Mia snapped her hands back, covering her sex as she awkwardly turned around; she'd much rather face them than have them comparing her rear viw to the picture again.

"Ready to keep going?" Laurel said.

"This'll... start working eventually, right?" Mia said.