It's a box of magazines.

Kacie pulls the box open to reveal that inside is mostly a bunch of magazines. Swing and a miss, she thinks, baseball jumping to mind because an issue of Sports Illustrated is right on the top of the pile. In a bit of annoyed resignation, she picks up a bunch of the books, regardless of the fact that they won't help her, seeing more Sports Illustrated, some ESPN Magazine issues...

...and a Playboy.

Her eyes go wide as she sees that one in her hand. She looks down into the box, and, sure enough, under the first few sports-focused books is a stack of classic Playboy magazines. She can't help but reach in and pick up a few more, seeing absolutely gorgeous models posed in the nude—tastefully, of course—smiling up at her. Someone was tossing away a bunch of porn magazines they probably had in their closet for years and years, judging from the dates and hairstyles on some of them.

These are probably worth something, Kacie thinks to herself, looking through the stack more, and trying to justify why she would do so when she's supposed to be finding a new outfit to cover her nudity. But the excuse works; she remembers something she saw recently about how Playboys are especially regarded as collector's items.

The blonde girl (with the dark roots of her under-cut hair) crouches in an alley while naked, and keeps glancing through this stack of discarded Playboy magazines. As she does so, her thoughts that she had before—the unwanted but undeniable thrill of being seen like this by some stranger—start to mix with her observation of these models, smiling, posing for pictures, knowing that they'll be seen by men all over the world like this.

As you watch what is happening, you see a little light start to glow from inside the box. Kacie sees it, too, and, without thinking, leans her pretty face over the top of the box to see what is making that light.

You would gasp if you currently had breath because you witness this beautiful, tall, naked girl suddenly get sucked forward into the box! "AH!" she manages to react, but it's already too late. She feels a **** pull her forward, making her tumble head-first into this box that wasn't more than a foot deep. But the girl's beautifully bare body keeps falling into the box, and she drops the magazines she'd been holding onto as her arms are pressed to her sides. Her torso falls in, leaving that cute butt at the top, wiggling and kicking with her legs. But then she's slurped up entirely. Her cute toes are the last to get pulled into this seemingly normal looking cardboard box. The flaps then close from the sucking **** and the light fades.

Only the sound of the city streets meets your ethereal ears as you wait, wondering what just happened.

It's about a half-an-hour later when the fire-exit door opens. The man comes out, putting a brick in the door to keep it from closing. He speaks aloud to himself, "Can't believe I almost threw away the wrong box. Good thing trash pick-up isn't until...aw, man!"

He walks to the box with the magazines scattered around it and sighs. "Shoot, someone got into it..." He opens it up to put the magazines back in...and then something catches his eye.

Reaching into the box, he pulls out something called the Playboy Trickster Spotlight Special. But he doesn't pay much mind to the title. His eyes are on the stunningly beautiful tomboyish type adorning the cover—a short-haired blonde with a dark undercut, her back mostly turned, but looking over her shoulder seductively. She is holding her arms up to cup her breasts, but in such a way that still shows the underside curvature of one of her tits while doing so. Her bare ass is on display on the cover, something unusual for Playboy to do, but this guy isn't objecting.

"I don't remember this one..." the guy says, flipping it open right there. On every page is this same, gorgeous girl, with an athletic build, beautiful breasts, long, mesmerizing legs, and a style of haircut not normally seen in Playboy.

In one section, she is wearing a St. Louis Cardinals jersey and baseball cap, with some boyshorts and sneakers, clearly leaning into the tomboy motif that she has naturally. Flipping through that section, she removes more and more of the outfit, smiling seductively, sometimes not looking to the camera while her body was on display in nothing but the sneakers and cap...

In another section, she is in a hockey rink, skates and all, dressed in what would be a laughable get-up for playing hockey, considering that her body is still mostly exposed. The Blues jersey she has on doesn't cover her bottom all the way and her legs are bare except for high-socks and the skates on her feet. It doesn't take her long before the jersey is draped over the goal and she is just there in the buff holding the stick as if it were...something else.

Another set of pictures shows the girl in a bedroom, lying on her front, legs kicked up behind her as she plays a video game. It is probably difficult to concentrate on the game while she is nude and posing in ways that are meant to show off her body, even while still holding a controller.

Every section seems to be based around an interest of this Kacie girl, but done up in a really sexy way for this special photo-shoot. "This girl is fucking amazing..." the man says, quickly flipping through the rest. Sure enough, every page is this same model. He finds a bio that calls her Kacie but doesn't bother reading the rest of the article right now, instead wanting to take his discovery back to his apartment so he can masturbate to this short-haired beauty.

He has no idea that on every page, Kacie is fully conscious—frozen, unable to move or speak, but totally aware of her pose, able to see and hear from her various vantage points on the pages. Her consciousness always seems to be focused on whichever picture of her he is currently looking at. Every time a new page is turned to, she feels herself posing there. She feels his eyes on her body. This...stranger looks down on her with lust and want.

It's incredible. She knows she should be upset. But...she really just wants to have this guy get hard from her appearance. She's trapped and can't seem to fucking care. The thrill of being gazed at while posed for seduction...even her past interests being turned into set dressing for this guy's viewing pleasure...

They say a picture is worth a thousand words. Kacie is now many pictures, each one worth a thousand moans of bliss.

THE END