Some Action At Last!

Nervous and a bit excited, Jana headed into the little bathroom to prepare. Rummaging noises and panting could be heard shortly after, as the model tried to follow the instructions.

"How am I supposed to use those bands? This isn't going to work!" she complained loudly, as she tried to wrap the tight rubber loops around her big breasts.

Cathy opened the door, peeked inside, and entered the little bathroom. She grinned amused as she saw Jana's struggles. The girl was already naked and tried to pull a rubber band over her jiggling left breast.

"My, my, your tits are really a sight! A bit on the big side, aren't they? I'm glad that I don't have to cope with such impractical attachments!" Cathy lied with a smirk on her lips, her fingers curiously touching the bouncy flesh as she examined Jana's challenge closely.

Jana shrugged and said, "You get used to the size, I guess. And I love my boobies. Their softness, the feeling when you lie down, how they squish and jiggle... and how they draw attention! But enough of the chatter. Can you please help me get them in shape?"

Jana pointed to the reference drawing and groaned, "Just look at how her boobies are all puffed up and swollen! Gula said, I'm supposed to put a layer of rubber bands around my globes and then finish them off with some rope, but I can't even get the bands right without help!"

"You're way too impatient, Miss Big-Tits. Look at the sketch again; we also need to do your hair and eyes. And we need to apply some body oil so your skin gets all nice and shiny. Put those bands away for now and sit down. I'll help you."

Jana sat on a small chair while Cathy went to work. She watched Cathy's actions closely, amazed by her skills. When the photographer wrapped her oily hands around Jana's boobs, she had to giggle. The feeling was pleasant and she secretly wished that Cathy would squish her breasts around a bit harder, and for quite a bit longer.

It took more than two hours until Cathy was finally satisfied. Jana's hair was now thick with hairspray, and her bangs were pointing towards her cute nose. The overall look was almost identical to the picture in front of her.

Her eyes were bright and big, supported by Cathy's expert make-up arts, and her whole body was glowing and shiny from the liberally applied body oil. But her breasts were still dangling in front of her, swinging back and forth, totally unconstrained, just like before.

"Alright, now let's work on your boobs. We'll start with the rubber bands and then add the rope, right?"

Jana nodded, "That's what he said," she grabbed her breasts and inspected them, "I just hope this goes well..."

"Don't worry, dear," Cathy poked into her soft orbs, "It'll work. Just give your best. Now stand up and bend over so your tits point downward nicely. That should be the best position."

Jana grinned wryly and did what she was asked. Her tits gently pulled downward and just waited to be touched by Cathy.

The photographer grinned amused, took one of the large rubber bands and pulled it open. Cathy searched for eye contact with the model, smiled warmly and whispered, "Let the fun begin!"

The young model held her breath as Cathy released the rubber band and let it snap around the base of her right breast. Jana felt the pressure building up immediately, felt her own heartbeat pounding and her breast swelling. She whimpered, "Wow, so tight!" as she watched how her breast changed shape.

"You have really great tits to work with, honey!" Cathy complimented her, "I know Gula's art for quite a while, and never imagined that there may be girls with such ridiculously large tatas on such a small frame! This is almost too good to be true! Can't wait to take all those exciting pictures!"

The photographer then took a second band, pulled it open and let it snap around the bulging breast.

"Ow, ow, my boobs!" complained the model, as the band joined the first and hugged her tightly.

Cathy quickly got into the rhythm, pulled band after band over Jana's treasures. The squirming girl watched concerned as her breasts ballooned and slowly transformed into a tight pack of flesh that more and more resembled Yeina's in that reference drawing.

Suddenly Cathy stopped with what she was doing and pointed at Jana's quivering tits. "We have a problem, honey," she giggled, "You're leaking!"

Jana was puzzled. What did she mean? She looked down at where Jana was pointing, and then she understood. Something was dripping from her engorged nipples! Milk! Jana remembered how she worked on getting her tits to lactate when she did that fan movie, and obviously her breasts still had this capability. She thought they would be back to normal by now, but with all this squeezing and pulling...she groaned.

"No worries, sweetie. We'll deal with it once you are all set! Let's get your melons tied up first!"

Cathy grabbed another set of bands and continued her work. Soon, Jana was panting and moaning. She desperately wanted to touch her hurting melons that were bulging and throbbing by now. But Cathy was quick to block her hands and told her sternly, "Don't do that! You would just screw up the makeup and oil, and we would have to start all over again! It's enough already that we have to deal with that dripping milk of yours!"

Jana sighed annoyed but complied. Finally, all the bands were applied. Cathy tugged and pulled them around a bit, with one eye on the drawing to make sure everything was placed properly. Then, she took the rope and began wrapping it around Jana's quivering orbs.

Jana moaned silently, as the tightening rope constricted her swollen boobs even further. Milk was flowing freely as Cathy's muscles strained under the effort of binding those tits. But it paid off. The ropes and rubbers transformed Jana's amazing rack into two tantalizing, hard balloons that looked just like the ones on that picture. Except of the ongoing dripping, which thankfully seemed to slow down a bit.

Suddenly, the door opened and Gula's head popped in.

"How's it going in there? Oh, wow! Jana, you look fantastic!"

His eyes were glued onto the trapped, swollen pack of tits that bounced in front of him. "Yummy! Those look delicious!" His hands reached out, inches away from the shiny globes.

"Stop it, Gula! Don't mess with those things!" Cathy laughed while she pulled the rope even tighter, "Just give us a few more minutes, we're almost done!"

Gula just stood there, gawking, as Cathy continued her work. By now, Jana whimpered in pain as her tits got more constricted by the minute. Tears were flowing down her cheeks and her trembling hands grabbed her tight balls to soothe them.

"Ow, ow, ow, that's too much! Stop it!"

"Silly girl, now you really ruined the makeup! Look at you, look at what you did!"

Jana could barely see anything through her teary eyes, but it was obvious that Cathy wasn't happy. The photographer showed her a mirror, and she indeed looked like shit. Her makeup was smeared all over the place, and the shiny oil covering her boobs now showed two big fat hand prints.

"Now, this won't work," said Gula, shaking his head in disapproval, "You need to fix this. Jana, you can't just touch yourself after being prepped. And no crying either! And what's that fluid seeping out of her? Milk? Damn, Jana, you're messy!"

"I know, I know," sobbed the girl, "but why did you choose such a challenging pose to begin with? You have so many nice works that wouldn't require such painful preparation!"

Gula laughed and said, "Well, that's what people like! And we want them to donate, so we better do stuff they will pay for!"

Jana brushed off her tears and nodded, "OK, fine then. Cathy, I'm ready. Fix me up!"

She cringed as the photographer massaged more oil into her swollen, hard balls of fire. The squishiness was nearly gone, and the hard flesh looked rather painful. Gula observed with interest how Jana tried to control herself, how she tried to be brave. But her quivering, shaking lower lip showed what she went through.

Then, Cathy reapplied the makeup and made sure that the hair was alright. And finally, she wiped away the remaining milk, patted the quivering model on her back and said, "That's it, you're all set!" She gently pushed the naked girl through the door into the tiny storage room, where she set up her camera and everything else.

"Stand before that silver screen. Look, I have put another copy of the drawing just above the monitor, so we all immediately see if we recreated it faithfully. Now, push those puppies out and look here! Arms behind your back please! And smile!"

Jana gave her best. She really did. She paid attention to the pose, made sure that she looked into the right direction, but there was always something wrong. Sometimes she blinked, sometimes the angle of her body or the position of her bound tits was a bit wrong, or her hair was just not cooperating.

At some point, they even had to unwind the rope and free her tits just to tie them up again, only so much tighter. And all that just because Gula said her boobs were slacking a bit, not bulging properly and hanging down a tad too much.

But in the end they managed to create a few pictures that were almost perfect replicas.

By that time, Jana couldn't even feel her breasts anymore and her whole body hurt from the awkward posing. She was so relieved when Cathy finally called it quits and freed her from the horrible ropes and rubber bands.