Life of an Instagram model

Abby looked at herself in the mirror, twisting her toned body from side to side; Her perfect curves hugged by a pink bikini, her dirty blonde hair framing her cute face, and her impressive sleeve tattoo complementing her fair skin. She inspected herself for wrinkles and unsightly marks (of which there were none), pulled at her ass to see how it bounced, and slid her hands across her toned belly. Once she was satisfied she raised her cellphone up and snapped a photo, making sure the light from the window cascading perfectly over her form. Recently Abby had become much more vain, only interested in having a perfect body, and as many followers as possible on Instagram.

It all started a month ago. Abby had had her Instagram for about a year, posting photos of her meals, landscapes, and the occasional selfie. But one day she was feeling frisky, and she decided to post a photo of her in her underwear. She was shocked by the response, dozens of more likes than any of her other photos had received, and many more comments. Ever since then she didn't look back, she had dedicated herself to becoming a popular Instagram model.

Once she posted her bikini selfie she checked every few minutes to see each and every like and comment to come in. Every single one made her feel more confident and important, it was like a . Whenever her phone vibrated she knew a comment had come in, but when she checked her phone she was shocked. A comment was made, by a popular photographer named Will.

'Looking hot! I'd love to have a session with you sometime.' The comment read.

A gleaming smile arouse on Abby's face. This was it! If she had a photoshoot with Will it would explode her Instagram, exposing her to hundreds, maybe even thousands of new followers. She only had around one thousand followers right now, a small number compared to real Instagram models. She quickly sent him a direct message with a response.

'Here's my number, text me if you want to schedule a shoot' :)'

Abby was beyond nervous, but her fears quickly subsided as her phone buzzed with a reply. Will had actually sent her a text, detailing his address and a time she could come by. She couldn't believe her luck.