AN Day 7 - Victory

Dinner is weird. There are six tables in the dining hall, and three of them have winning teams, and three have losing teams. It was just a practice match, but it's still like... so this is what the FUTA program is all about. In real soccer, teams play and then don't see each other again for a long time... but here you all live and eat together. On camera!

Weird!

But it's cool. Tonight Pink Team is one of the winners, and yours was the highest-scoring game of all.

After dinner you are going to go do an interview, but Tiff stops you.

"Annette wants to see you," she says. "You should go."

"Where?"

"First yoga room in the main building."

"OK," you say, puzzled.

"Relax. It's a good thing," Tiff says reassuringly.

You head over there and find the yoga room kind of... different. Something like a white sheet has been set up, and there's a lady here with pretty, kind of light brownish skin, short hair, and a headband. She has a camera.

Annette is here as well, a blonde in her forties who oddly wears a lab coat sometimes. She runs all of this.

"Riley!" She looks happy to see you. "Welcome."

"What's happening?" you ask.

"So you know, we have a lot of marketing to do," she says. "Moxxi said you would be a great model for it, and I agree with her. We wanted to do some test shots tonight to see if you might be the one."

"The one?"

"The face of FUTA," Annette says. "It would be huge for you. Moxxi says you have what it takes."

You blush. Moxxi! She thinks she's doing you a favor... and maybe she is.

"So this is Jade," Annette says, introducing the photographer, who doesn't look very happy to be here.

"Hi," you say.

"What do you think, Riley? Are you in? These are just test shots. Only the producers will see them," Annette says.

"Well, OK," you say.

"Great! Change into this." Annette hands you a bag and pushes you behind a curtain.

It's a bikini! It's got the FUTA symbol on it, and it's kind of cool... but it's a normal bikini for like, a normal girl. One without a penis.

You put it on, but find yourself with a very blatant bulge.

You go back out and Annette poses you while Jade takes pictures. You blush like crazy... and find yourself sitting.

"Let's spread these," Annette says, pushing your knees apart so your bulge is like... front and center.

"Seriously?"

"You look great," Annette says. Jade keeps taking pictures.

You don't know why, but you are starting to get hard.

"We should change positions," you say, but it's too late... the head of your cock pokes up out of the bikini bottoms, pushed against your belly.

"That's OK!" Annette does not seem worried. "We'll just switch. Here."

She puts you on your hands and knees, and pushes down on your lower back to make you arch and curve it, sticking your butt out.

"OK, and let's look over the shoulder, just like that..."

Oh God... Jade is taking pictures of your ass. At least your erection isn't in the shots...

"That's good," Annette says to Jade, who leaves the room. "You did great," Annette says to you.

You just need to catch your breath... that was not what you expected.

Annette leans over and sees that you are still painfully hard.

"Need a hand?" she asks you.

"Are you offering?" you ask, annoyed. They could've warned you this would be like a... sexy photo shoot.

"Of course I am," she replies. Suddenly she's behind you, leaning over you from behind. You can feel her soft chest against your back, and you gasp as she reaches around and boldly grabs your cock.

"Oh my God," you say, shocked by her behavior, but then you let out a girly noise as she strokes you.

"That's it," she whispers in your ear... and then goes on, complimenting your penis as she squeezes and strokes it, rocking her body against yours as your precum runs over her knuckles.

"That's it," she repeats as she senses your body tightening up. It does not take her very long.

You bite your lip and your buttocks clench, pushing up against her as your hips shake and semen pours out onto the white sheet under you. It's a lot, and you are gasping. Annette helps you lie down, and you roll over, panting.

Annette's hand is covered in your cum. You see her rubbing it between her fingers.

"Great job," she says, looking very pleased. "I'll let you clean up, and we'll see you in the morning."