Andrea goes to 'her' first ever photoshoot

Andrew woke up on Saturday morning hangover free, thanks largely to Charlene insisting he drink lots of water.

He had to meet Kristi at The Spot at 1 PM, which left him four hours to get ready and travel to the mall.

When the mail arrived there was a package for Charlene which she excitedly opened.

“Well this got here just in time. Catch!”; Charlene through the package’s contents at Andrew, who just managed to catch it.

It was a small piece of light wait silicon in a strip shaped like the entrance of a tight vagina.

“Put that between your tape and a panty liner, and it’ll give you the ‘necessary creases’”; Charlene winked at Andrea.

“Like, thanks, mommy…”, Andrea pretended to enthuse.

Charlene made sure Andrea ate and showered, trained her waist with the corset and asshole with douching and the butt plug, and talked ‘her’ through some basics on posing and strutting ‘her’ stuff to hopefully impress ‘her’ “little girl friend”.

Charlene gave Andrea a lift to the mall and wished ‘her’ good luck with a coy grin before speeding off.

Andrew sighed and steeled himself for what he knew would be another afternoon of humiliation and embarrassment.

‘At least I like get to hang out with Kristi though’, Andrea tried to optimise.

‘She’ found Kristi within the store and the two delightedly embraced, Kristi giving air kisses to Andrea’s cheeks, leaving a heavy blush upon ‘her’ face.

“I’m so glad you could make it, hun! We’re gonna make you a star!”, Kristi told Andrea before dragging ‘her’ out of the store and to a photo studio conveniently located at the mall.

Waiting in the privately-rented studio space was a middle aged man dressed in designer menswear, emulating the Tom Cruise look of jeans, smart shoes, polo shirt, aviator sunglasses and Rolex wristwatch.

His features were rugged and emblematic of a DILF with a good lifestyle, and Andrew couldn’t help but feel a little intimidated by the strong sense of masculinity he exuded.

By him were racks and boxes of clothes and accessories which Andrea had to model.

“Ah, you must be Andrea! I gotta say, the pictures don’t do you justice, you’re far more angelic in real life!”, the man complimented, taking Andrea by surprise and making ‘her’ blush.

“Mr. Parker, Andrea. Andrea, Mr. Parker. He’s the owner of The Spot”, Kristi introduced.

“Please, just call me Tab, you make it sound so formal Kristi, haha!”, Mr. Parker replied, receiving a “Sorry, boss, you know I try, hehe”, in return.

“We like to keep things pretty casual around here. Makes for a better work environment and relaxed customers. Well as fun as it would be to stay and watch you two do your thing, I got other stores to visit. I trust you to take good care of our guest, Kristi”, Tab instructed as he left, Kristi replying “You can count on me, boss!”.

“Now, let’s get you out of those clothes”.

‘Holy shit, I’ve gotten naked in front of girls like loads of times, and I dunno why, but I’m super nervous right now. God I hope I’m just being camera shy!’, Andrew thought, his trepidation almost getting the better of him.

Andrea gulped and hesitantly slipped off ‘her’ clothing till she was just in her underwear, instinctively covering ‘her’ crotch and chest with ‘her’ hands and arms, as Kristi went to her laptop to play some poppy background music perfect for a fashion shoot, only to turn around and ask, “And the bra too, please”.