She Stuffs!: The Model

When John Davies was looking for the next Pamela Anderson, he could have picked any woman in the world. All he wanted was a woman who would get some surgery so he could plaster her on every magazine cover, TV show, runway and photo shoot he could get his hands on. His requirements were pretty simple. Thin with big curves, but unfortunately by the early 2000's the demand for plastic girls had dried right up. Nobody was interested in silicone jugs anymore because they had proliferated so much during the '80s and '90s that one set of fake tits looked no different than the next. America, the world even, was craving the real deal. Wholesome and buxom women that looked just as good with their clothes on as they did when they took them off.

The ideal he was going for was the classic hourglass.

36-24-36, a minimum of a Double D cup size.

Why? Because despite the always fluctuating terms and conditions of models, big curves always found work whereas more specialty sizes did not.

Interviewing and modeling hundreds of women up until he found his one, he ran into a few, but what was missing was the equal desire to work and be famous. Also many potential candidates just kind of fell apart for a myriad of reasons. Some let fame get to their head and started letting their bodies go, others needed too much Photoshop, they just didn't have the right look.

As mentioned before Pamela Anderson was the look of the 80s and the 90s, redefining what it meant to be hot for an entire generation of young men and women around the globe. It is no small feat when the mere mention of that name evokes images of big tits, tiny waists and tight asses. It's also a compliment to a busty woman when guys drool over her "Pam Anderson's".

"You'll never find it."

"Dude, what you're looking for is a needle in a haystack!"

"The world has moved on from the ideal and picture perfect woman. Society has changed. Back then a lot of women fit the ideal and it was just finding the best look and a good surgeon. But those days are over, just look at everybody now... Everybody's fat, or overweight, or they have the right stuff but they don't want to do the work. Society is just lazy."

This all was coming from high-end executives that churned through thousands of girls from modeling agencies around the United States like puppy farms. The days of finding that one woman who literally defines an entire generation is over.

Or is it?

What made Pamela Anderson special?

The bedroom look? The chiseled and sharp features of her jawline and chin?

Or was it the fact that she combined all those plus a great looking chest on a smoking hot body? When Pamela was discovered she wasn't a Double D, not even close! She might have been a small C cup on a good day? With the right bra?

Pamela took off because she had the look, the desire and the shape of those big fake boobs that she eventually got fit her perfectly. They had revolutionized breast enhancement surgery. Everybody knew they were fake, but for years the industry just kept quiet about it. They didn't talk about it. They didn't make a big deal of it! In fact it's probably because they looked so good that nobody really wanted to believe it.

The guy who discovered Pamela Anderson was told the same thing back in the day. There would never be another blah, blah, blah... But that didn't stop him!

Just like John Davies is not going to be stopped

And that's when the epiphany struck him... He needed to find a fresh canvas and he found it in the most unusual place. Having stopped one night at a truck stop to get a bite to eat, he came across a newspaper that had been left casually open on the news stand. He would have ignored it had it not been for the rather large picture splashed on the page. Looking down, his eyes opened wide as he snapped his fingers in eureka!

"She's the one..."

Purchasing the newspaper along with a couple of hot dogs, John ran out to his car and quickly located the town where this high school senior was located. Arriving on a Friday night, he made it to the football game where he was simply blown away. Spotting her out on the field, he watched as she jumped around and waved her pom-poms, enticing the crowd to cheer and what wasn't there to cheer about? She was small and she was most definitely gifted! Being a cheerleader ensured that her body was in tip top shape and with the amount of enthusiasm she was showing, it was clear that she lived for attention. The smile on her face said it all. Every jump, every pump of her fists and every leg kick coupled with the tantalizing twirl of her hips and enigmatic thrust of her chest sold John Davies.

Standing on the sideline that night, he knew he was staring at his future star, the future of modeling even if it played on the age old tropes.

Which is just what he wanted.

The curvy hourglass.

Just looking at her, he did a quick calculation in his head and found that the young redhead was not very honest.

In the guide book he bought before going to the field, plus her web page describing her as an aspiring model, listed herself as a 34DDD/F-23-34. Just looking at her he knew that her curves were even more bombastic! That was not a 30 to 32 inch chest he was staring at. If anything it was smaller, maybe 26 inches that made those enormous boobs look even larger! The fact that she was trying to sell herself as more robust at the expense of her cup size told him that she was willing to do anything to appear as natural as she can be.

To be believable.

But why? Is it because having pornstar sized tits that stuck out like titty towers wasn't what she thought people wanted to hear? Or was she wearing the wrong bra size? Either way this 18-year-old that he was watching jump around and kicking her legs high into the air was perfect. Skinny with a healthy butt and an enigmatic chest along with a surprisingly large camel toe that she seemed all too eager to show off. This girl was built for pornography, but he didn't want her to become another Jenna Jameson, he wanted to revolutionize the industry like Pamela Anderson.

Hanging around until after the game, John Davies approached the beautiful young woman and offered her his card. The next day they met up at a local diner where she worked and the two started talking turkey. There was no doubt that she was very interested in pursuing a career in TV, movies and modeling, but when discussing what it would take, she seemed to become suddenly reserved...

Reserved about what?

Taking off her clothes.

"Well if you want to be famous, you're going to have to get over this modesty kick of yours or you will forever be eye candy with nothing to show for it. It might help you get a promotion at some nameless company, but what I'm trying to offer you could potentially make you rich, Richer beyond your wildest dreams and with the life that only few can actually obtain..."

Sitting in the booth, he watched that young woman dig deep, search her soul hard and when she looked up, she had tears in her eyes. She was ready to break. Which way he couldn't tell, but when she went to get up from the booth and leave, John couldn't stop himself from reaching out and grabbing her wrist.

"Look... I'm just trying to tell you the truth, but if there is anything you need to tell me, or show me then do it."

Staring at her with a penetrating gaze, the young woman looked down at him from atop her perch, those 4-inch high heels artificially boosting her to a tantalizing 5'8. Standing sideways meant that he got the perfect view of her profile. The extra 11 inches around her hips and bust was all sticking out. The measurements listed evoked the images of rounded hips, a full bottom and a chest that should have been explosive as well as appealing from the back, but when he first saw her, he saw skinny from head to toe with a big butt and big, big boobs.

It was on the verge of cartoonish, her particular shape and size, and yet he remembered the reaction of the crowd. They were eating it up, it was believable because it was so unique. No one would ever suspect that an 18 year old girl would have gotten this kind of plastic surgery. No, they believed it was real because they wanted to and she had no problem selling that fantasy to them. In fact he could tell just by the way she was dressed right now, that tight top and excruciatingly tight jeans, that she was willing to sell it all day long. She liked being curvy, she lived for it. This was the girl he wanted. She would do anything to maintain that appearance, she would do anything to have that appearance.

Her **** to get naked, in fact an absolute fear of getting naked is what made all of it click.

This young redhead, the one with the big curves was a faker.

Looking at those big tits and that hot ass made him realize that he was staring at a one-of-a-kind opportunity, a one-of-a-kind stuffer. What he said next was pivotal. It would either make or break his chance at finding a Pam Anderson and helping this **** girl realize her ultimate dream.

To be sexy and sell it for millions of bucks!

"Whatever it is that's holding you back, I can fix it, and if I can't then we wait until we can. Together. You have the right stuff, you have everything that it's going to take and then some. You have heart and desire and the willingness to be the best. You'll never settle for less because your eyes and your heart and your soul will always be in the clouds. Sign with me and I will make you the most famous woman in the world."

Letting go of her wrist, he then slid his hand into his breast pocket and pulled out a pen then set it down on a preliminary contract. Looking down when he did this, he could tell that she was still standing there and when he looked back up she hadn't even looked at the contract once because she was completely focused on him.

Chewing her bottom lip, she finally looked down at the pen and with a deep breath that launched those giant tits oh so attractively into the air, she then exhaled, turned and signed her name.

Victoria Elaine Black

In the early days it was to both of their benefits that Victoria be marketed as a wholesome and family-friendly woman. Spending the first 5 years modeling everyday clothing apparel, and the occasional full coverage swimsuit, it gave her time to get her name around as well as build up her exposure to the general public.

However, the combination of that everyday pretty face and those bombastic curves started drawing the attention of more risque publicist and John Davies and Victoria Black found themselves in a little bit of a pickle. Some of the biggest names in Hollywood got their start in porn, but things were not exactly ready by 2009. The market wasn't quite there outside of a very select audience and going full nudity too early could type cast yet another promising star to the dustbin of irrelevance. This wasn't the 1970's anymore, this was the modern age and appearing in Playboy certainly brought fame, but it was fleeting.

The big break came when a casting call was put out for a voluptuous young woman to audition for the role of a high school popular girl from the hit TV show "Degrassi the Next Generation". When Victoria first stepped onto the white screen, the producers were initially unimpressed. Sure, she was voluptuous, but she was too big.

"Those boobs are going to be way too much of a distraction."

"I'm sorry but her breasts are just too big for TV."

"This is a casting call for a daytime television show geared at teenagers, not Hustler."

Listening to the disparaging comments sent a chill down John's spine that day. Here was the next "it" girl and for a role that she should be getting without even having to try, they are complaining. When he looked over at his protege who was standing there in front of the camera, he expected her to be upset, struggling to hold back her tears, but instead she just kept reading her script.

That's when he saw the fire. The moment she looked up from that script he could tell right away that she was determined not to be turned away. Stepping forward, Victoria held her head high when she played her part, a part that she played too well in high school.

That of the popular bitch.

Walking right up to the table where the producers were sitting, Victoria stopped and posed powerfully in front of them, looking down at them with a look that screams *I am better than you and you know it!* "Look Manny, I know that you desire to be like one of the hot girls, but all of the flashy thongs and padded bras in the world are never going to cut it. Plus, your friends are like total losers and that will always stay with you. Just face it, you're always going to be down there looking up at girls like me."

If John were smoking a cigarette, it would have fallen out of his mouth. Everything from the delivery of the lines, to the posture and pose and even the look of supreme arrogance on Victoria's face were spot on perfect. When he looked from her to the producers, he saw the look in their eyes.

They were fighting their intuition because the studio was restricting their casting decisions.

When they left that day, John reassured her that she was going to get the part, it just may take a little bit longer. Two weeks later, they got the news they were expecting.

Victoria Elaine Black was going to be cast as Cassie Decatur, a snobby and bitchy senior who put a little too much emphasis on her physical appearance.

It was the break they needed because behind the scenes they were coming close to a major breakthrough...

... And John Davies' gamble was looking to be a smash success!

*Present Day...*

Sitting in her dressing room tent on the sandy beaches of Morocco, Victoria waits for her staff to arrive. Wearing a beautiful robe made from the finest silk imported from China, she is currently considered by every major publication to be the hottest woman in the world. Now 35 years old and at the pinnacle of success in her career, she flips through her latest spread in GQ magazine. Gone are the no nothing hips that marked her career for years as a casual redistribution of her butt along with two additional inches, plus 10 pounds, has turned this skinny pole with big assets into a true head turner.

The new definition of the perfect hourglass.

Still a whopping 30H, her waist has only gained one inch since her early 20's while her butt and thighs put on an additional two.

30-24-36 with that still whopping 37 inches around her bust. It's amazing what a flare of the hips and thighs can do for a woman. Her ass may not stick out as far as it did back in the day, but the full moon is even more spectacular! Literally the definition of a round bubble butt, Victoria doesn't need shapewear to smooth out a fat ass or trim a waist like Kim Kardashian.

She also doesn't need "gummy bears".

Victoria is not a product of surgery, but of science.

A relentless regime of diet and exercise followed by only the best skincare products the world has to offer keeps her body and skin in exquisite shape. Relentless work with modeling coaches and some of the top names in the industry have kept her on top long after most expire. It doesn't help that she still has a body that puts 20-year-olds to shame and this is a woman who is closing in on 40.

"What a fraud..." Victoria laments as thinks of Kim and then looks down at herself. Picking at her robe, she gently covers up the peek of her big white brassiere then pulls down on the bottom to hide the spec of pure white Spanx. Picking up the magazine again, she looks at the brown hued picture of herself wearing only a little black thong as she cradles her humongous tits, her arm hiding her nipples as she looks lustfully into the camera. After 17 years, 12 of which she has been posing near nude, she still can't get enough.

Nor can anyone else.

Flipping the page, she then gazes on her back and backside literally hanging out as she stands there poised with her arms up, her hands pushing up her hair as she has turned just enough to show off the full extension of her right breast.

"Raaaaawwwwr..." Purring at the sexy shot, she loves how good her body looks as she gazes upon the perfect lines of her curves... The ideal woman for a superficial world. The only woman marketed as the real deal without any regards. Paying no heed as the flap to her tent opens, she continues checking herself out as a literal army finally files in.

"Sorry we're late, love." John Davies, now 57, says as he walks in with a robust swagger. Unlike his hot model, John has not aged nearly as well. Sporting a slight comb over and a Fu Mon Chu, his slightly unbuttoned Hawaiian shirt not only reveals his graying hairy chest, but also the beginnings of a slight belly. Wearing cargo shorts and flip-flops, he has a pair of faded brown aviators resting atop his head.

"It's okay." Victoria replies as she looks up, her lips spreading to reveal a pearly white smile as her emerald green eyes sparkle with affection. Looking down, she notices the bulge of her manager's semi erect cock and licks her lips. Judging by his state of arousal, it is obvious she might have to do a little bit of extra work after the shoot. A man has needs after all and she will be in the perfect position to satisfy them.

"Okay Miss Thing, up and at 'em." A powerful yet impatient voice ecoes from behind the world's top model.

"Good morning to you Grace." Victoria says as she closes her magazine and then stands up as the woman who has been in charge of her cosmetics since the very beginning walks around to the forefront.

Looking the scantily clad bastion of hotness up and down, she smirks at her charge. On the plus side, but curvaceous Grace keeps her blonde hair short as her blue eyes sparkle like the perfect summer sky. Wearing blue jeans and a gray polo with the initials "BBB" stitched above the left breast, she is an employee of "Body by Black". A company named after the model herself, it is yet a subsidiary of another. "Good morning Victoria, I hope you have gotten your beauty sleep, as it appears to be so. Are you ready?"

"As always." The redhead answers calmly untying the belt of her robe as a woman steps up behind her while a couple others push in a state of the art steamer trunk. Feeling her robe slide down her toned arms, Victoria takes a deep breath as her bulging underwear is revealed. Encapsulated within the confines of lycra Spanx and a Playtex 18-hour bra, she keeps herself tightly bound and covered until it is showtime. As is her custom, she closes her eyes the moment she feels a plethora of hands working to remove her very restrictive and conservative underwear.

The moment she feels her bra release and the weight of those thick straps falling away from her shoulders and chest, she starts digging deep into her memory banks as her spanks are being wiggled down.

*2011 and it was her last appearance on the TV show that helped launch her into the public spotlight and make her a household name. Even though it may be Canadian Public Television, it broadcasted all over the United States and before she knew it she had legions of young fans begging and swooning for her autograph.

On set, Victoria was standing opposite of her co-stars, waiting for the director to shout action! With her hair held back with berets and wearing the iconic outfit of Cassie Decatur, she watched as everyone got into position for the big showdown in the gym.

In the two years of having a regular appearance on Degrassi had gained her a cult like following, but also the attention of Hollywood studios. It turned out that she was quite the little actress and her appearances on the coming of age show drew in record numbers. It also got her some modeling contracts for some more risque lineups and a host of offers from competing networks hoping to cash in on the budding star's insane popularity.

A popularity that was starting to overshadow the main cast of Degrassi itself. It may have been good for the advertisers, but it wasn't good for CBT who only agreed for her to be on the show as long as her appearances were limited because she is not a Canadian. Feeling the heat quite literally from the saucy and sexy American was forcing the producers to cast her out and what better way than the little shtick that they had in mind.

The send away scene was to have Cassie confront Manny in the gym while they were all setting up for the science fair. As always she would be her usual haughty self... With a twist. Slowly being morphed into a bully, Cassie was going to get what she had coming and run away in disgrace.

"Action!"

Getting her cue from the assistant just outside the double doors, Victoria nods and then pushes them open with an authoritative shove!

*BANG!*

Strutting in with the loud clacking of her chunky white heels echoing loudly off of the hardwood floor, "Cassie" approaches the center of the gym where "Manny" and her best friends are working over a table. Standing up and turning around just as the supremely stacked redhead marches up with her tits pushed out proudly, the camera focuses on the intruder. Wearing a very modest and yet form fitting white dress with red roses printed all over it and a thick red belt to empathize her little waist and big tits, the camera then zooms in on that smug look of superiority that "Cassie" always wears.

"Hey loser..." Victoria starts her line thick with sarcasm as she comes to a stop and pushes out her hips while placing her dainty hands on her waist. "What are you and the geek squad working on this time?"

Fuming "Manny" stands her ground and leans forward aggressively. "The science fair, which nobody thinks you're actually going to submit anything for because you have the brain power of a pea."

Placing her finger under her nose, "Cassie" giggles as she rolls back her shoulders. "Actually I do have a submission."

Staring at those behemoth breasts arching forward and up, "Manny" snorts as she rolls her eyes. "What, about the coefficient of breast size to reduced brain capacity??"

"Pfffft... Not quite, but more about your obsession with itty bitty g-strings and padded bras just so you can feel more like a woman..." Victoria aces her line as she steps forward and shoves her big tits right in her co-star's face. Looking down over her towering peaks, she grins mischievously at the smaller brunette who is staring right back at her angrily.

"You know what Cassie? I used to be jealous of you until I caught you changing in the locker room yesterday after gym." "Manny" says, her anger transforming into a twisted smile as her hands reach forward and grab a hold of "Cassie's" dress!

*RIIIIIP!*

The moment it rips open and the belt pops free, Victoria instantly screams as her characters big secret is revealed! "EEEEEEEK!" Slapping her hands to her crotch and bending hard at the waist as she clamps her leg shut, "Cassie" maybe able to fill out an enormous bra, but at the expense of requiring a full figure and boned chest to knee girdle! "My secret!!!"

The shot was caught from behind Victoria's character for the show, but other cameras were rolling for other countries that did not have as many restrictions. It was pretty obvious that the curvy American didn't need to wear the girdle and it was blisteringly obvious that her giant tits were 100% natural! When Victoria bent over in the classic embarrassed poise, her hands cupping her bulging womanhood as her arms squeezed those luscious melons practically right out of those bra cups! Wearing a regular 3/4 cup coverage white playtex, the surge of all of that flesh and cleavage captured and enraptured the imaginations of millions!

In fact, the close-up shots of those amazing tits swaying left and right while inflating like balloons from between her squeezing arms can still be found all over the internet to this very day.

When the shot switched to a close-up of Victoria's perfectly shocked face, a ripping sound was added in post-production to indicate that "Cassie" blew out her restrictive undergarments. The scene ended with Victoria running, clutching her dress to hide her butt and her big bouncing boobs all the way out of the gym has everyone snickered and laughed!*

Opening her eyes as she feels a tap on her shoulder, Victoria looks in the full length mirror and smiles at what she sees.

Naked perfection.

Allowing herself to smile as the makeup artists finish up her spray on tan, her eyes drift downwards and stop at her bulging big breasts. Succulent, pointy and absolutely humongous, they hardly droop at all and pointing slightly apart, they are perfect examples of big and perky tits! Literally exploding from her otherwise narrow chest, highlighted by the narrowness if her shoulders, they hover over a narrow and little waist that evokes both a sense of softness yet firmness. The workout regimen is obviously doing its job as it keeps the 35-year-old woman looking 19. From there her reflection expands as her rounded hips and perfect thighs narrow to her knees and finish with a flurry to her carefully sculpted calves. Nestled right in between those pillars of perfection is her big and bulging pussy. The mound like a hill, it finishes into a canyon that disappears between her sumptuous thighs. Feeling herself get a little bit excited, one of her handlers instantly notices the small grin and the subtle buck of her hips, and rushes to grab a towel in order to clean up her little expulsion.

"I've never seen anybody so attracted to themselves in all of my life..." The assistant says as she pushes the little wet wipe between Victoria's legs from behind to wipe up the little dribble of cum.

"Well, what do you expect when I see all of this in the mirror?" The tremendously endowed redhead says as she spins to look at her carefully sculpted and perky butt. Admiring the long crevice of her butt crack as it splits her bottom into two equal and bulbous halves, it like her tits has only just started to recently slouch. Where it used to stick right out, it now hangs just a wee bit.

Snorting at Victoria's comment and the lust as she poses for herself, she turns away and tosses the wet wipe into the trash. When she does her eyes dart to the rolling wardrobe where the big white bra and Spanx hang from their hangers. Covering her mouth to stifle a giggle, she gently closes it up.

"As always it is a pleasure to watch you transform Victoria Black." John says as he sits on the couch with his legs crossed and arms oustretched to either side along the backrest. "Nothing that a little bit of massaging and spray tan can't take care of, am I right?"

"Of course you are." Victoria purrs as the faded memory of many hands pushing and prodding and prepping followed by lots and lots of tacky fluids and maneuvering find their way back. Shaking them away, she instead wants to focus on the finished result.

Finishing the last of the spray on tan, Grace guides her charge to the makeup station where she is given a full manicure and pedicure along with a full hair and makeup do-over. This takes approximately 2 hours and by the time Victoria is ready to put on her outfit for the shoot, there is only 10 minutes to go before start time.

"There you go, you're already. Knock 'em dead stunner." Grace announces triumphantly as she steps back to make room for the goddess of curves to rise.

Standing up she goes back to the main part of the tent where her handlers carefully put on her bathing suit. Consisting of only triangles, strings and golden hoops, Victoria is going to model the latest in high class, sexy swim wear. The moment she is dressed, they cover her with a robe as they slip a pair of sandals on her feet and a pair of big black sunglasses on to protect her eyes. With Victoria leading the way, Grace carries those infamous high heels while John Davies follows up the rear strutting.

Emerging from the tent and right out onto the beach, Victoria feels the sand shifting beneath her feet as every perfectly timed and placed step has to be adjusted. Approaching the set, she can already see thousands of people lining the ropes excited to watch the world's hottest woman frolic around in the sand. The time it takes to get there is more than enough for her to reflect.

After Degrassi she shocked the world with her first bra and panty photo set. Modeling Victoria's Secret, she shot to super stardom as she blew away not only the cover, but also the centerfold. Between guest appearances on the hottest TV shows of the 2010's and more modelling jobs, Victoria sizzled various publications advertising everything from ice cream to toys. Still in fashion, she became the world's most sought after by all of the high end designers. She even participated in celebrity volleyball games and golf tournaments even though she couldn't swing a club. All they really wanted was to see her in a short skirt and a too tight polo that had no hope of containing her marvelous muffins.

And also having the hottest body on the planet garnered her many dates with some of Hollywood's biggest stars. Photographed with everyone from Jay Z to Justin Bieber, and Sylvester Stallone to Madonna, she was at every hit party and always a special guest to a movie premiere. Having finally hit the high life, and not only accomplishing her dreams, but those of the man who discovered her and carefully steered her career John Davies, she looks forward to the beautiful blue waters of the Mediterranean which promises to cast the perfect backdrop.

"Oh my God, look everyone! It's Victoria!" Someone from the crowd shouts as everyone turns and starts cheering wildly!

The beach now sounding like a rock concert, Victoria can only smile even more as she soaks in the love from the crowd. Walking through the line of security that is holding the sea of fans back from being able to overwhelm her, she steps out onto the shoot and meets with the director.

Having been around his fair share of supermodels in the past, the director is very professional even in the presence of such a stunning swan. "Good morning Victoria, according to the weather man we should have calm seas and blue skies. There will be a touch of wind coming from the southwest, but that should play perfectly into the shoot today."

Listening as she unties her robe and slips off her sandals and into her towering high heels, Victoria nods. "I think you're going to be right." She says as she looks at the ocean and takes a big breath of the fresh sea air. Chest filling right up, she notices the director ogling out of the corner of her eye. "I also find it helps when the director is a little horny when taking my pictures. It seems to unlock a passion within that transcends the camera and right into the shot thus getting me at my absolute best."

Sort of tongue tied by that statement, the director stares stupidly as she pulls the robe open and gently down past her shoulders. The moment she does the crowd goes wild with cheering and wolf whistles as she arches her back and tilts her head, the shining sun bringing out the warmth of her skin. Wearing a playful smile as she places her hands on her waist, Victoria performs her most iconic poses for the fans. The first one is the infamous hands on the waist with her chest pushed out and a knee slightly pushed out that perfectly transitions to the twist where she shows off her bulbous ass and perfect hips while turning her torso to the side to show off the legendary projection of her amazing titties!

"What a body..." A man drools as he blows his load in his shorts right next to his wife

"Look at those tits... Aren't they amazing?" A hot blonde moans as she buries her fingers into the front of her bikini bottoms.

Feeling the sexual energy of the crowd intensify, Victoria cannot help but smirk knowingly as she struts to the edge of the water and stops in front of the bevy of cameras.

With everyone taking their positions from photographers to producers and the director sitting down in his chair, the back lights flick on and the shoot begins. Of course, before they can begin she has to dig the little bit of cloth out from the cleft of her camel toe and pick the wedgie out from her magnificent buns. Giving her top a much needed adjustment to, it is very apparent that the stunningly endowed woman is too much for the little bathing suit to keep properly covered. Starting the shoot with a simple walk down the beach, Victoria swings her hips as she raises her hand to brush back a bit of hair by her ear as she looks out to the sparkling blue water. Just the walk itself is enough to make most men's balls turn blue as those perfect mammaries bounce hypnotically while those thighs squeeze that bulging pussy. From behind her bulbous bottom jiggles tightly. By the time she stops and readies for the next pose, the bottoms have practically disappeared yet again while the top has ridden up to reveal quite a bit of under boob.

Stopping to fix her swimwear yet again, Victoria spends the next 15 minutes or so doing various poses while standing. Starting with her hands on her hips and launching into her iconic pose and then twisting to show off her butt, she then turns back around and stretches her clasped hands high above her head. Feet spreading slightly, her back instantly arches as she stretches her torso, sending those lofty and pointy tits right up into the air! Able to see the space between them grow as each marvelous orb sticks right out, the photographers snap pictures as the angle of her body also gives a great view of her mound. It may not be porno, but it's pretty damn close!

"Don't forget that you only have 2 hours and she has to get back inside before she burns." John reminds the director as he stands just behind the chair with his arms crossed and grinning from ear to ear. "That is a multi-million dollar body you're staring at and it is my job to protect it." He adds rather cheekily which causes the director to raise an eyebrow.

"Trust me, I'm very well aware of the terms of the contract. If she did not have to constantly adjust that little swimsuit then these photographs would go by much quicker." The director says as his monitor fills up with a close-up of Victoria's crotch hanging out of either side of her bottoms. "Damn it, her camel toe is hanging out again! Did you guys get the shot?" He calls out to his crew who throw a thumbs up with big smirks on their faces.

Releasing the pose, she does a few more pedestrian ones, mostly innocent looks for the magazine before it's time to get down in the sand and frolic around. The first shot is lying on a beach towel posing as if she is sunbathing. Laying down on her back, she turns her head as she hooks one arm to her forehead while the other one stretches completely up. Sucking in her stomach as she draws up a knee, she tucks it in, but not enough to completely hide her crotch. Having a few pictures taken like that, she is next told to turn on her side where she pretends to read from a book she is holding. The last shot is of her laying on her stomach and resting her head on her arms, the photographers getting good shots of that bulbous booty sticking up into the air covered by only the thinnest and smallest of black fabrics.

After a couple of more shots on the beach towel, it was time to build the sand castle. What better is there a way to illustrate that the bikini is fun than by having fun? Getting up from the towel, Victoria grabs the little sand castle themed bucket and a yellow shovel then starts having fun in the sand. With the photographers going all around her, they take pictures of her scooping sand, patting it and then turning the bucket upside down. Then they have her digging a hole for the moat on her hands and knees. This is purely for soft porn as they get a chance to gaze upon her heavenly backside yet again as well as the squished lips of her luscious pussy sticking out from between her legs. They even get some angles where they can see the **** hang of her perfect titties, hardly stretching at all as they dangle from her chest, putting tension on the strings of her top.

Enjoying every bit of the shoot like he always does, John is nursing a serious hard on at this point, but it's not enough to keep him from looking at his watch. "Victoria baby! 30 minutes!"

"But I want to finish my castle!" The buxom redhead pouts which sends a flurry of flash bulbs as they capture this innocent moment of a woman playing in the sand and having fun.

It's also hella sexy too because as she sits there on her knees with her legs spread and her hands in her lap, her back is slightly hunched which makes those jaw-droppingly large tits of hers press perfectly together creating the perfect sea of amazing cleavage.

As well as the perfect frame for which to gaze lustfully upon her sex.

"I know babe, but we got to get this water scene done. You know what happens if you go beyond the 2-hour limit! They really don't want to pay your abhorrent fee!" John calls out as the production team races over and levels out the sand castle while getting Victoria wet. Spraying her with water and making sure to get her hair nice and soaked, they then back away as she tentatively walks towards the ocean.

Feeling the sand turn cool and then wet, Victoria looks at the water lapping the shoreline gently with a little trimmer of fear. Looking back over her shoulder, she sees John give her the thumbs up, so she looks forward again and steps in.

"No more than that Victoria, we just need to see your feet getting a little wet. Now if you don't mind doing some of those famous sexy poses of yours we can then finish with the pinnacle shot. The one where you are on your knees with your back arched tossing back your hair." The director calls out through the megaphone which makes the crowd go wild yet again.

Turning tentatively around, Victoria swallows as she performs the same pose that she did when she first stepped out onto the set and then again to start off the shoot properly. Hands on waist with a knee bent followed by the iconic turn to show off her butt and her epic projections, she then does a couple that are more timid and ****. The one where she's looking down at her feet that are gently crossed as she pulls on her bottom lip, her other hand gently resting on her thigh is surprisingly the best shot of the day. It just framed her curves in a way that few have ever seen before or will again.

What nobody knew though was that Victoria hated the water. She didn't trust it, it was scary. Too many bad memories of the pool back as a child and then getting sucked up in the ocean when playing when she was 8. She thought she was going to drown that day when she got caught up in a wave that literally turned her upside down and all around in the blink of an eye. Every effort to get out was met with a current that was determined to keep her under. When she did pop out she ran screaming and crying all the way to her mommy, vowing never to swim again.

Now that she is a professional model and actress, such fears have to be squashed. Having had many successful photoshoots on beaches and around pools as well as reenacting the famous Phoebe Cates pool exit while guest starring on NCIS Miami, Victoria convinces herself that this will be like all the others as she drops to her knees. Spreading her legs and placing her hands on top of each thigh, she looks right at the camera with a naughty look and a knowing grin in preparation for the hair whip.

Gathering up along the edge of the beach, the photographers prepare and they're already taking pictures. Flash bulbs popping everywhere, no one is paying attention to the sudden rise of a rogue wave appearing on the horizon! Literally coming up hard and fast just a few feet away, it isn't until it is right above Victoria do the others break and flee just as she whips her hair and arches her back. Hearing sounds of the surging water, her eyes open just in time to watch it slam right into the curve of her spine!

"EEREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!"

Thrown forward by the **** of the current, Victoria's head snaps back as her arms fly up and back too before disappearing under the wave! Tossing and turning just like she did all those years ago, she instantly freaks and nearly swallows a lung full of water! Spinning and twisting, arms and legs trying to move in order to regain control, it is a hopelessly lost cause as the swirling current keeps her under for what feels like an eternity! When it finally disappears, which is in the blink of an eye, she immediately shoots up to her feet and staggers forward blubbering and gasping for breath! Looking up she sees a crowd of people staring at her not that far away, but in her anxiety and current state cannot understand for the life of her why no one is running up to her aid!? It isn't until the initial shock and fear dissipates does she see the way they're looking at her. Jaws fallen and eyes open wide, she instantly smiles as she no longer feel the strings of the bikini touching her skin anymore. However the memory of the weight of her curves is all too fresh and she launches into her iconic one-two pose.

"Hehehe... So this is what it's like when people see me naked, huh?" Victoria coos as she places her hands on her waist snd arches her back while sticking out a knee. Still seeing the shell shocked faces staring back at her, she shimmies her shoulders and shakes her tits. "Mmmmmm... Now you know how I feel when I look at my big and jutting Hindenburg's..." The big titty queen grumbles under her breath hotly then does the iconic twist to show off her big and naked butt, perfectly curved hips and the projection of her epic tits. Looking back over her shoulder, she sees everyone still staring at her the exact same way.

Dumbly.

But it isn't until her eyes fall to check out the many salutes that she is so used to receiving that she discovers that not a single guy has a boner. Paused for a brief moment, she then drops her eyes to the sand where she not only finds her little string bikini, but her big and sexy body parts! Instantly freezing in her pose, Victoria stares wide-eyed at the ultra realistic and near lifelike prosthetics scattered about the sand. One boob sitting nipple up, the tantalizingly near lifelike and perfect circular protrusion iz glowing under the sun! From there her brain shuts completely down just as a towel is thrown over her body by Grace while the rest of her team scrambles to pick up her fraudulent body parts and whisk her away back to her tent. A tent that upon arriving is where they all come to realize that their careers are pretty much over.

When the news breaks that the Voluptuous Vixen is nothing more than a fraud, the magazine spread is gutted, including the ultra sexy photograph of her looking down at her toes curling in the water. Instead the news, both televised and in print, expose the story of the biggest fraud ever! In order to battle the sudden exposer of the former hottest woman in the world, John Davies goes on a blitz where he tries in vain to convince the public that the Voluptuous Victoria they saw getting exposed on TV and in numerous photographs was an imposter and that the real Victoria had to call in a body double because she was sick with the flu. It was a lame excuse and the only reason why the networks let it drag on was because it brought in ratings, but in the end a career is smashed and a dream is lost.

The only consolation prize is the millions upon millions of dollars earned over 17 years which allows the former stunner to hide away on a private island never to be seen again.

Yet just because she is out of the public eye does not mean she is not brought up from time to time on SNL or celebrity roasts.

And the video clip that made her famous that was circulating the internet for years, the one of her busting out of her big bra at 25 years old, is now replaced with the one where it shows her body being blown apart to reveal the skinny little girl hiding beneath.