Just go with it

You decide to just bear your confining clothes and hope for the best. As you step outside the dressing chamber, the man with the sunglasses quickly escorts you towards a room further down the hall. Inside you see a few stools and chairs placed next to a counter, as well as spotlights and a camera.

All the spotlights have been turned on, causing you to immediately feel hot as you step inside. Your tight outfit certainly isn't helping either, and for a second you feel like you are already about to pass out. Luckily, the man with the sunglasses points towards a nearby stool and tells you to wait. "Stay here, I'm going to let them know you're ready", he says as he steps back out of the room.

You sit down, taking a few deep breaths and adjusting your outfit a little; mostly to ensure your blood is still circulating properly through your limbs. Moments later another man steps in. He is quite muscular, with a rugged jaw and unshaven chin. He has short, black hair and a suave smile. He's certainly handsome, and your heart flutters in your chest as he walks intently towards you.

You quickly stand up from your stool, feeling a little self-conscious about your tight-fitting clothes. "H-hey, I'm Marcy. Will I be sucking your-", you start to ask, hoping to hurry the conversation along before you faint on the spot.

The man cuts you off before you can even finish, "Oh no. I'm Murph. I will be directing the scene. It's Willy who will be responsible for you actually performing the act", he informs you, pointing towards the doorway. You can see more people moving into the room behind him, but its hard to tell which one of them is 'Willy' until you spot a short, wide man wearing nothing but an open robe. He has curling black hair and a cliché 'porn' mustache, and his fat cock dangles between his legs as he waggles in through the doorway. You let out an internal groan as you turn back to the director.

"First, we're going to try a few poses and get the camera ready", director Murph tells you as he guides you back into position on the stool. "Afterwards we'll take a short break and I'll explain what you'll have to do".

For now you're told to wait again while another man comes over and moves the camera up towards you. He presses some buttons on it as he tries to configure it properly for the upcoming scene. Meanwhile, Murph has taken up position in the corner of the room, calling out orders at various crew.

After a few minutes, Murph turns his attention back to you and tells you to try a few poses. You follow instructions, first taking on some generic poses on the stool. Already you feel your right arm tingling under the confines of your tight top, especially when you're instructed to hold perfectly still for a full two minutes. Afterwards, you're directed to get on your knees for a pose or two, and even later to lie on your back on the counter top. All of this is complicated by the tight-fitting clothes cutting off your circulation.

You are told to hold still once more, while the cameraman circles around you to find a good angle until eventually kneeling down behind your rear. You have no doubt that he can get a good up-skirt shot of the camel-toe in your tight-fitting panties.

After about fifteen minutes of taking various poses you're getting light-headed, but luckily Murph calls for a short break. He points you to the side-line while he has a short discussion with the technical crew. You walk over to where your co-performer Willy is sitting on the floor. He looks up at you with a lustful expression, and you can feel his gaze crawling all over your body.

"Hmm... Come over here sweetheart, I want to get a closer look at you", Willy croaks, making grabby hands with his fingers.