You are looking at a legend in the flesh

Carly was eager to be the first one to go.

“It’s better if we start with me,” she explained, winking at Morgana. “I’ll show you how it’s done.”

Morgana swallowed and nodded. She sat obediently off to the side and kept her eyes glued on Carly, determined to learn as much as she could from the other woman.

Carly was quite eager to show off. She was wearing a fairly modest costume, which meant she went all-in on letting her body language do the talking.

“See, Morgana, I have a lot of experience posing for the camera,” she explained as she climbed onto the bed and struck a pose that would allow her to best accentuate the size of her breasts. She tucked her arms in front of her to push them out, while keeping her eyes focused on the camera the entire time. “It isn’t enough to just be attractive- every move you make has to be done with the attitude of ‘I want to have sex with you’ as if that’s the only thing on your mind.”

She winked at Nick as she said that. “Of course… we both know that’s not the case,” she giggled. “As much as I’d love to rip off my clothes right now and just pounce… there’s a line that needs to be drawn somewhere.”

“Oh?” Morgana looked intrigued. Nick almost found it funny the way she seemed to eat up every word that passed Carly’s lips. Just slide a pad of paper in front of her and he could easily imagine her scribbling down copious notes.

“Yep,” Carly said, swinging her legs off the side of the bed and leaning forward. “See? I just changed my whole vibe. Just now.”

Morgana blinked. She tilted her head to the side in confusion. “…Huh? I… I don’t know what that means,” she sheepishly admitted.

Carly batted her eyelashes. “That’s alright… for you, Morgana. Yeah… for you, that’s alright.” She shook her head and then cast her gaze towards Nick. “Because he knows what I mean, don’t you, Nick? Fufufufu…”

Her laugh was almost perverse.

“Carly, you’re just going to confuse her more like that,” Nick let her know, looking out from behind the camera. Morgana needs you to explain it directly to her, or she’s not going to get what you mean, you know.”

“Right… yeah, sorry, Morgana,” Carly apologized. She scratched her head and looked back at the very confused girl. “Let me try again.”

She got back on the bed, this time switching up her pose. She rested on her stomach while propping up the upper half of her body with her arms. This let her breasts get emphasized once again, after adjusting her apron so her boobs stuck out over it, and she pushed them against the mattress. At the same time, she cradled her chin in her hands, wearing a loving expression that might look completely innocent under other circumstances, but just looked dirty given her body language, including how she raised up her butt behind her.

Nick dutifully took the pictures. Like she needed to twist his arm.

Morgana stared intently, but she still wasn’t sure what Carly was trying to tell her with these poses. She was so confused!

“I… I don’t get it…” she mumbled again.

“Just keep your eyes on me, Morgana,” Carly said. “Don’t miss it. Right now, tell me, what do you think when you’re looking at me?”

Nick wasn’t even taking photos at this point. He just stood back and let Morgana observe the cosplayer in her natural element, being eyecandy.

“Um… you look… really sexy,” Morgana said, scratching her cheek. She may not have been into girls that way, but being the pervert that she was, she was quite acquainted with how sexy and sensual women could be.

It was hard for her to keep her eyes off the alluring woman.

Carly grinned at Morgana and sat up. “That’s right, I was showcasing my sex appeal. Now, tell me, do you get the same vibe from me right now?” She asked, looking over at Morgana again.

Morgana squinted and chewed on her lip. “Um… …Yes?”

Carly smirked. “…Really?”

Sheepishly, Morgana lowered her gaze and shook her head. “…No,” she admitted. “It’s… I don’t really get it…”

“It’s all about how you carry yourself!” Carly hopped to her feet and walked over to the other girl. “When I was posing for those photos, I was trying to show you guys how much I wanted to get fucked. Plowed. Just fucking railed.”

Morgana’s face turned crimson at Carly’s vulgar language.

“But I’m not always like that,” Carly explained. “It’s not exactly like flipping on a switch, obviously, but the amount of effort you put into wanting to be desired is something that people can tangibly feel coming off of you. And that’s a really big part of sexiness.”

She held up her head and smiled proudly, placing her hand over her chest. “You see? When you look at me, you see a pretty and attractive woman, sure, but do you find me sexy? I doubt it, because I’m not trying to be sexy right now.”

From where Nick was standing, that wasn’t quite true. Carly still looked plenty sexy to him. Maybe the advice she was giving would work for other women, but for Carly herself? She radiated sex appeal just by breathing.

Or maybe he was just that attracted to her that it didn’t even matter.

Morgana bit her lip and looked thoughtfully at Carly. “So… do you think that the problem is that I don’t try hard enough?” She asked. “That I’m not, um, projecting, or something?”

Carly stroked her chin thoughtfully. “Hmmm… it’s kind of hard to say. I mean- Morgana, let’s be honest here. You like sex, right?”

“Uhhhh…” Morgana immediately looked at Nick, demonstrating her absolute lack of a poker face. Her pale cheeks reddened and she hastily shot her gaze down towards the ground.

Nick didn’t even know what to say at that point. He found it better to just keep his mouth shut and not say anything at all.

Carly laughed. “Come on, Morgana, it’s fine,” she assured the goth girl. “Liking sex is perfectly natural for women! No one’s saying you have to like it as much as ME. But you like it, right?”

Morgana chewed on her lip and nodded.

“But you’re not totally comfortable with it yet, are you?” Carly asked next.

Morgana jumped a little at the follow-up question.

“Carly, let her go at her own pace,” Nick said, coming over to her. “She’s only started having sex recently. And she’s only had one direct sexual partner.”

It felt kind of weird to say that when he was that sexual partner.

Carly shook her head. “Nick, it’s fine,” she said. “You’re fine, right, Morgana?” She asked, turning to the other girl.

Morgana raised her head and met Nick’s gaze. This time, she didn’t pull away. He could see she wanted to, but she nodded her head instead.

“I… I can do this,” she said. “It’s not too much!”

The biggest issue Morgana was facing right now was that she was trying not to let her transformation take over for her. Sure, all she had to do was want it bad enough, and she could be sexy. But until she better understood what that meant, she was hesitant to use her new powers.

Last time Morgana had taken a shortcut to become sexy had been in the Hall of Mirrors. And that had been a disaster for everyone. Since this transformation could affect her mentally as well as physically, she didn’t want to focus on becoming Nick’s sexy fantasy and realize that her idea of sexiness was twisted and muddled and wrong.

Carly had more experience with all this stuff than she did. So she would listen to Carly’s advice, and grow as a person.

“Where was I… right, you and sexiness. So- Morgana, I don’t think your problem is desire, it’s a matter of comfort,” Carly explained. “I get wanting to rush to the end to catch up with the rest of us, really, I do. But trust me- you’re a lovely girl just the way you are. Once you become more comfortable with sex and showing off your body, you can start acting out those fantasies. You’ll feel more confident, and you’ll go from being embarrassed that people desire you, to liking the way it feels when they desire you. …People like Nick,” she added with a saucy giggle.

Morgana nodded. She understood what Carly was trying to say. “So… I just need more experience with it.”

“Right, and I don’t mean just have sex a bunch, either,” Carly clarified. “Even something as simple as having fun showing yourself off works! You’ve done that quite a few times, haven’t you?”

Morgana bobbed her head up and down. “I have!” She said quickly. “That’s right, I… I’ve done a lot of really sexy stuff before!”

Some of it had been embarrassing. Some of it was only embarrassing in hindsight. But all of it could be used as experience to help her grow.

She was so grateful that Carly was looking out for her like this…

“I think we’re on track to get you somewhere special,” Carly assured the other girl. She patted her on the shoulder, making sure only to touch her clothes. “One more thing, though. Remember what I was talking about back on the bed, about how there’s a line that needs to be drawn somewhere?”

“Yeah, what did you mean by that?” Morgana asked. That part still confused her.

“Well, sexiness isn’t just about looking like you want sex,” Carly said, shaking her head. “It’s a dance! It’s about giving the impression of ‘Yes, I want sex. Why do you ask?’.”

Morgana stared blankly at her, not getting it. But Nick did.

“Uh…”

“Let’s think about it another way.” Carly cleared her throat and cocked her hip to the side. She cast a smug grin towards the wall, like she was talking to someone who was invisible. “Sex? With you? Well… I don’t know, you’re a little too forward. Think I’ll pass.”

She swung her hips around and turned back to Morgana. “You know what men find to be the sexiest thing ever, Morgana?”

“Um…” Morgana’s eyes slid over to Nick. “…Big boobs? …Wait, no! Pregnancy! Or maybe… short hair? Or…”

“Okay, okay, I’m going to stop you right there.” Carly pinched the bridge of her nose and tried to keep from bursting out laughing. “We’re not talking about what Nick finds sexy specifically, that’s fetish stuff. WHOLE different conversation that we can have later when it’s just us girls.”

Dear god, Nick hoped so. He really didn’t need to be there for that conversation.

“Then I don’t get it…” Morgana shook her head.

“For men, the sexiest thing a woman can be is unattainable,” Carly explained. Nick wasn’t sure he liked her spreading that idea around.

“Carly…”

“Nick, please, just let me explain? Please?” Carly gave him a pleading look.

Finding her hard to resist, he sighed, and nodded.

Carly turned her attention back to an even more confused Morgana.

“I’m not talking about playing hard to get or anything like that,” Carly explained. “I’m not even talking about flirting, though that was basically the show I was putting on a second ago. No, what I mean by ‘unattainable’ is a woman who so obviously looks like she wants to have sex, but at the same time, is perfectly fine on her own. She wants sex. But she’s not so thirsty and desperate for sex that she’ll do anything. She has her lines that she won’t cross. She has her standards, and the man has to meet them. If she thinks you’re worth her time, then she’ll rock your world… if you’re lucky.”

Carly shook her head and made a disdainful face. “Desperation isn’t sexy. It’s just sad.”

Morgana’s face fell. “So you think I’m…”

“What!? No, we’re not talking about you!” Carly groaned. “Look… I told you before, it’s a dance. And in front of the camera? It’s the same thing. Trust me, there are plenty of models and cosplayers out there who just go all-out, and look like they’re so horny they’ll explode any second. That’s not what men want. …Well, I mean, it’s what SOME men want, but on the whole?”

She flashed a coy grin and wiggled her eyebrows as she glanced aside at Nick. “…Guys want a gal who they feel genuinely wants them for who they are. Even if they say they don’t, even they don’t know they don’t, there’s a primal desire to be needed that everyone has. And sexiness is all about tapping into that for your partner and using it to make your time with them the best it can possibly be.”

“I think I understand…” Morgana nodded slowly. “So… then what’s my issue? If you don’t think I’m coming across as too desperate…?”

Carly shook her head. “I told you, Morgana, your biggest issue is that you aren’t comfortable with your sexuality. Which is fair, because you don’t have the kind of experience that most women have before they feel totally comfortable with their sex appeal.”

Morgana nodded slowly. She kept looking at Nick, wondering what she should do, or if she should do anything at all. What Carly was saying resonated with her, but she still found herself looking and feeling very uncertain.

But she put her trust in Carly to show her the right way to do this stuff.

“I’m only telling you the stuff about desperation because it’s almost time to take your pictures, and I don’t want you to go too far the other way,” Carly explained. Her eyes twinkled and she smiled at Morgana. “I can see it written all over your face, you know.”

“Eh!?” Morgana’s hand jumped up and she almost slapped herself.

Carly bit her lip and nodded. “Yup. AAAAALLLLLL over it,” she told the other girl with a shake of her head. “You were going to get on that bed and be the thirstiest little bitch for that camera possible, weren’t you?”

Morgana couldn’t look Carly in the eye. But the way her complexion reddened was answer enough, and it brought a giggle to Carly’s lips.

“That’s just fine,” she assured the other girl. “But sexiness is all about balancing out that desire and tempering it with nonchalance. Yes, you want him. Of course you do! But your sexiness is for YOU. You have to be the reason you’re showing off. You’re advertising how gorgeous and beautiful you are, how much you desire the attention of everyone… …But if they aren’t going to worship the ground you walk on, then…”

Her voice trailed off and her eyes slid over to Nick. She stood up straight and cleared her throat. Nick noticed a bit of pink touching her cheeks.

“…Well, anyway, that might be going a little too far,” she admitted, and shook her head. “I certainly didn’t mean to suggest, well… …Never mind.”

Morgana still looked confused. Carly decided that the best way to get this going was to let her have a chance to do it for herself.

“Let’s get you started, Morgana, I’ll help as best I can,” Carly advised her, ushering the flustered goth girl over to the bed. “To start, what do you want Nick to focus on the most? Butt? Boobs, maybe? What should the first picture be?”

“Umm…” Morgana looked over at him again.

She whispered something so soft that Carly couldn’t hear it.

“Huh?” She tilted her ear toward the other girl.

Swallowing, Morgana spoke up louder.

“My face!” She blurted out. The face in question was scarlet. “I… I want the pictures to… emphasize my face.”

When Carly had been posing sexily before, what drew Morgana’s attention the most was her face, not her rocking body. Specifically, her eyes.

Carly’s eyes had been pools of desire, and Morgana had almost drowned in them.

She wanted to do that too. She wanted to be like that… for Nick.

Carly cracked a grin. “Well, alright then! Quite a unique choice! I love it! Okay, let’s get these photos going! And remember- project out like you want him, but don’t be desperate. Okay? It’s a fine line to walk!”

Morgana gulped and nodded. She didn’t doubt how difficult it would be to pull this off. But she was going to give it her best!

She got on the bed and turned her attention to Nick, and gave him the most alluring expression she could muster.

“Is… is this good?” She asked Carly. It was kind of hard to talk without moving her facial muscles that much.

“Hmmm… I think we’re off to a good start, definitely,” Carly said, tapping her chin. “And you don’t want to go for the innocent, blushing ingenue vibe, right?”

“N-no way!” Morgana shook her head so hard she nearly smacked Carly with one of her twintails. “I’m trying to be sexy! Not innocent!”

“In that case, open your mouth slightly like you’re moaning,” Carly advised. Lean forward… spread your legs a bit while you’re sitting up… yeah, there you go…”

All of Carly’s instincts were telling her to guide Morgana directly, practically to the point of posing her like a doll. But she kept her hands to herself, not wanting to copy one of the other girl’s fetishes, and gave her commands orally instead.

Luckily, Morgana was a good listener and very diligent. She posed herself just the way Carly asked for, with her hands resting in front of her skirt, her breasts pushed out, and her eyes cast towards the camera, hot and wet and desiring.

Nick swallowed. She really did look sexy like that, he had to admit. And a big part of that was the sheer amount of effort she was putting in.

Carly wasn’t wrong- mental perception really did wonders when it came to sex appeal, and Nick was seeing that firsthand.

“It’s a work in progress,” Carly judged. “Looking good there, Morgana! Now keep that pose, because Nick’s going to take a few shots!”

Morgana did her best to keep the pose and not let her inner insecurity and embarrassment stick out too much. That was hard to do. Because, honestly, she WAS practically dying of embarrassment just trying to sit like this!

But she had to move past all that. Even if she was a little rough around the edges like Nick and Carly admitted, she could change, and grow, and do better!

This was the first step in her journey towards sex appeal!