Filming naked!

"I'm going to need a couple close ups to mix in with the scene.” He motioned the cameraman forward. The camera got intimidatingly close to Jennifer.

The first shot was a close up of her face. The director encouraged her to look embarrassed, getting several different reactions. When they were done the camera was lowered.

“Jennifer, for this shot I'm going to need you to put you're hands down at your side. Slowly, with a pained effort, Jennifer **** her hands to her sides. She looked to her side, biting her lip. She couldn't look down at what they were filming. They were filming her secret, tiny breasts, up close! She couldn't look down. It was like a nightmare. While her head was turned Jennifer saw Brianna, now fully clothed, carrying her purse and walking out with the other girls. They had all stopped to watch. Jennifer wished she could cover up, But knew she could not.

“Try to hold still Jennifer.” The director said. She was shaking like a leaf, causing her nipples to swing wildly, her small mounds to sway. Jennifer did what she could, but she was barely able to keep composure.

Brianna and the girls all watched until the director said cut. Then they turned away. Jennifer could hear them laughing to each other. They were laughing at her, of course. At the sight of her small breasts. She crossed her arms over her chest shamefully.

“There's just one more thing for today.” The director explained. “I need a shot of you, in the pose you had earlier, right arm over your chest, left between your legs, like the towel was just pulled away. Then, I need you to turn away from the camera and run to that door, leaving the scene.” He explained. Jennifer assumed the pose, grateful for the reminder to cover herself. The camera reposition.

“Action!” He called out. Jennifer turned and ran for the door, bare feet slipping on the tiles.

“Cut!” He said, calling her back from the other side of the door. “That was good. This time when you run, try to stick out your backside a bit more.” He explained. Jennifer flushed again at the mention of a body part. He called action again. Jennifer tried to follow his command, though her body was barely listening to her. She tried to stick her butt out, hunching forward more. Jennifer knew that her butt was very small, and while round, didn't have much to stick out.

“Cut!” He said once she'd run out again. She came back.

“Okay, one more try. Really stick your backside out, it'll look a lot better on camera.” He said. They did it again. Now Vanessa ran, practically bent in half. After he yelled cut she came back.

“How'd it turn out?” The director asked the cameraman. He shrugged half hardheartedly. “Well, we'll have to call that good enough. Great job today Jennifer, get dressed and you're welcome to leave. We might be taking the next few days off, I have some rewrites in mind. Jennifer didn't have to be told twice. She hurried away from the two men who'd seen so much of her body. As she dressed she replayed all the humiliations of her day in her head. Little did she know that it was just beginning...