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Josh had always been a little too comfortable at Hooters. The kind of regular who thought a beer and wings earned him the right to treat the waitresses however he pleased. He leered openly, made crude jokes loud enough for everyone to hear, and always found excuses to brush against the girls as they passed by.

But last night, he took it ...

The Perfect Pose (13/14)

Tiffany’s breath caught the moment Marquis stepped toward her, the room somehow shrinking with every step he took. He moved with a quiet confidence, his tall frame commanding all of her attention. He walked right up to her, closing the distance without hesitation.

“It’s good to see you again, Tiffany,” Marquis said, his voice low and smooth as he extended his hand. “I’m looking forward to working with you again.”

Tiffany hesitated, cheeks flushing as she reluctantly ...

The Perfect Pose (12/14)

It had been weeks since the yacht shoot, and Tiffany found herself slipping further into Chloe’s world with each passing day. What once filled her with embarrassment now sent waves of adrenaline coursing through her veins. There was something about the way people looked at her—those lingering gazes, appreciative stares—it stirred something deep inside, something she couldn’t quite name.

That same rush tingled beneath her skin today as she stood in Chloe’s studio, wearing nothi...

The Perfect Pose (11/14)

“Tiff, wake up! You’re going to love today’s shoot,” Chloe announced with a grin, holding up a sleek black swimsuit. “I rented a boat. Get ready.”

Tiffany sat at the vanity, her excitement building as she worked through her makeup. She kept it bold and dramatic—smoky eyes, sculpted cheekbones, and a matte nude lip, perfectly polished for the shoot. Satisfied, she gathered her blonde hair into a sleek high ponytail, the long waves cascading smoothly down her back.

Bef...

Cameras Rolling, Legs Spreading (1/2)

This short caption series was created as a special reward for Stanley through the Personalized Princess tier. I hope you all enjoy reading it!

Next part will be released tomorrow!

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Nathan paced his tiny, cluttered apartment, the crumpled rejection letter digging into his palm. “I’m done with this,” he growled, kicking over an empty takeout box. Years of pointless auditions, nameless extra roles, and toothpaste commercials had led him nowhere. He’...

The Perfect Pose (10/14)

Tiffany’s heart fluttered the moment Chloe suggested the beach shoot. “It’ll be perfect, Tiff,” Chloe had said, her tone light and teasing. “You need to get used to showing off those new assets, and what better way than at the beach!?”

Tiffany had hesitated, cheeks burning as her gaze dropped to her chest. The new curves were impossible to ignore, always straining against whatever clothes Chloe picked for her. She swallowed, her voice barely above a whisper as she meekly mut...

The Perfect Pose (9/14)

Over the past few weeks, Tiffany had grown more confident during the shoots. What had once been a constant battle against her embarrassment now felt strangely natural. Posing came easier, her movements smoother, and even the shoots in public didn’t leave her cheeks burning quite as much. She was starting to enjoy them, though she didn’t dare admit it.

The way people glanced at her during public shoots, the subtle smiles or double-takes she’d catch out of the corner of her eye—th...

For One Day, Her Woman

This one got removed from DeviantArt, hope you enjoy!

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For One Day, He'd agreed to this for her. That's what he told himself as he stared at his reflection, unable to believe the woman in the mirror was him. It had started innocently enough—his wife, ever the adventurous spirit, had floated the idea over dinner. "I want to turn you into a woman for a day,” she'd said, her eyes sparkling with excitement. He wasn't thrilled, but he owed her this much. After all, she had gone...

The Perfect Pose (8/14)

Chloe’s smile softened, almost reassuring. “It is gorgeous, sweetie, but today isn’t about makeup…” She trailed off with a wink, grabbing her bag. “Now let’s get going! We’re already late.”

The salon smelled of floral shampoo and acetone. Tiffany sat stiffly in the plush chair, her reflection staring back at her with wide, uncertain eyes. Chloe stood nearby, chatting animatedly with the salon girls, her voice a constant hum that made Tiffany’s stomach churn. 2024-12-18 21:00:04 +0000 UTC View Post

The Perfect Pose (7/14)

Tiffany stood in front of the mirror, brushing a few golden curls back into place as she smoothed her hair behind her ears. Her makeup was flawless, the winged eyeliner soft yet precise, complementing the subtle pink blush on her cheeks that gave her a gentle, feminine glow. She sighed, her freshly polished nails clicking lightly against the vanity as she picked up her lipstick for one final touch-up. The peachy shade glided on perfectly, and she pouted slightly at her reflection, letting out...

The Perfect Pose (6/14)

Timothy stepped into Chloe’s studio, his shoulders slumping as he took in the all-too-familiar setup. The lights, the racks of clothes, the props—it had all become part of his new “normal.” He had just come from the salon, his legs smooth from a fresh waxing, his face expertly made up with foundation, blush, and a touch of gloss that he barely noticed anymore. His nails were freshly painted in a glossy baby pink, filed into a soft almond shape.

“Alright,” he muttered, brushi...

Promoted to the CEO's Cock (2/2)

A year had passed, and Krystal barely remembered the man she used to be. James—who? Thoughts of quarterly earnings reports and corporate politics had long since been replaced by lingerie shopping and perfecting her makeup routine. The ambitious schemer climbing the corporate ladder had been replaced by a devoted trophy wife who spent her days sinking down on the CEO’s cock—and loving every second of it. Mr. Davenport wasn’t just her husband; he was her everything.

Today, she str...

The Perfect Pose (5/14)

Timothy sat stiffly on Chloe’s couch, arms crossed, while she leaned against the kitchen counter scrolling through her phone. “Timmy, we’ve hit a wall,” she said, looking up with a faux-sympathetic smile. “I don’t have any more requests where we can hide your face. Either you let the women at the salon work their magic, or…” She raised an eyebrow knowingly. “You’ll need to find another job.”

His stomach churned at her words. The idea of slipping even further into t...

The Perfect Pose (4/14)

Timothy stared at his reflection in the mirror, every detail of his appearance hammering home how far things had spiraled. The snug white tank top clung to his chest, the padded bra underneath creating a perky curve that made him wince. The pleated black skirt felt impossibly short, brushing against his waxed thighs as he shifted uncomfortably on his knees. Then there were the accessories—the pink choker, the knee-high socks with their innocent stripes, and worst of all, his bouncy twintail...

Promoted to the CEO's Cock (1/2)

James had always been a man of ambition. But his rise through the company wasn’t built on talent or hard work—just backstabbing, stealing credit, and cutting corners. It worked perfectly, until he set his sights on the CEO's chair.

What James didn’t know was that Mr. Davenport, the CEO, had been watching. James’ little schemes might have fooled middle management, but you don’t play games like that at the top. Davenport decided James needed to be taught a lesson—one that woul...

The Perfect Pose (3/14)

Timothy slouched on Chloe’s couch, his head in his hands, the weight of another week without a job pressing down on him. The fridge was empty, the bills were piling up, and he was out of options. Chloe’s heels clicked sharply across the floor as she entered, phone in hand and a smirk on her face. “Still no luck, huh?” she asked, her tone as knowing as her expression. Timothy just groaned.

“Well, I have some good news and some... bad news,” she said, sitting beside him and ti...

The Perfect Pose (2/14)

Timothy stared blankly at his computer screen, frustration bubbling under his skin. Three months of non-stop job applications, and not a single interview. His inbox was a graveyard of rejections, and his savings were rapidly disappearing. The fridge was nearly empty, the bills were piling up, and the hopelessness was becoming harder to ignore.

That’s when the memory of Chloe and the photoshoot crept into his mind. A few hours of awkward posing had been enough to make some quick money ...

The Perfect Pose (1/14)

Timothy slouched comfortably on Chloe’s couch, sipping a soda while she bustled around her small but stylish studio apartment. The space doubled as her photography studio, with backdrops, camera equipment, and racks of clothing lining the walls. He’d only stopped by to drop off some snacks and hang out for a bit, but he could tell Chloe was distracted. She was scrolling furiously on her phone, her lips pressed into a thin line.

“What’s up? You look stressed,” Timothy asked, le...

Game, Set... Match?

Jason slumped back into the couch, lazily bouncing a tennis ball off the wall. Doubles tournaments had been wearing him and Ryan down. They’d played in seven, maybe eight of them, and had little to show for it besides second-place trophies and barely enough money to cover their travel expenses. The big tournament was coming up soon, with its largest prize pool yet, but they both knew the competition would be brutal.

Jason’s gaze drifted to the flyer pinned to the corkboard, his mind...

A New Role to Fill

Alex had always been a numbers guy, and he thought he was good at covering his tracks—until he wasn’t. When HR discovered his little scheme to boost his commission, the firm’s ultimatum was clear: either face criminal charges, or enroll in their Redemption Program. Desperate to avoid jail, Alex signed the contract without reading a word. How bad could it be? A few seminars, maybe some public apologies—he figured he’d coast through it.

The reality hit him the moment he...

Swallowing His Pride (2/2)

The punishment was brutal. Michelle hadn’t wasted time after Alyssa’s “mistake,” dragging her into the bedroom and sitting her down with a cold, terrifying smile. “If you can’t do it right, I’ll find men who’ll make you do it,” Michelle had sneered.

And she did.

Each night, a new man would arrive—bigger, rougher, more demanding than the last. They didn’t hesitate to push Alyssa’s limits, gripping her hair, controlling her pace, and ensuring she swallowed ev...

Terms and Conditions Apply

Jake had always loved a good challenge, and when the announcer at halftime offered the chance to win a luxury car with a single half-court shot, he was the first to volunteer. He scrawled his name onto the entry form, checked a few boxes without much thought, and jogged to center court as the crowd cheered him on. The shot was nearly impossible, but as the ball sailed cleanly through the hoop, Jake felt like a king. The prize was his—a sleek, gleaming white luxury car parked courtside.

A Whisper in the Night

“Man, you look dead on your feet,” Greg said, tossing his phone onto Brandon’s lap. “You need to try this sleep app. I’ve been using it, and it works like a charm.”

Brandon shot him a skeptical look. “A sleep app? Seriously?” He rolled his eyes. “Yeah, I’m sure that’ll solve all my problems.”

Still, after another miserable night of tossing and turning, he gave in. “Might as well give it a shot,” he muttered, grabbing his headphones and queuing up the ap...

Easy, Right?

“You seriously think you could do what I do?” Emma’s voice had an edge, sharper than usual, as she stared across the living room at Jake.

He shrugged, leaning back on the couch. “How hard can it be? It’s just makeup. Watch a couple of YouTube tutorials, practice for a bit, and boom—you’ve got a ‘career,’ right?” His air quotes made her jaw tighten.

Emma had taken his little jabs about her profession before. Usually, she let them slide. She figured Jake just did...

Swallowing His Pride (1/2)

Alex had begged for weeks. It had started innocently enough—a joke during dinner, a playful nudge when they were watching Netflix. But it didn’t take long for his requests for a blowjob to become repetitive. “C’mon, babe, just once. You’ll love it, I promise.” Michelle, for her part, wasn’t interested. She didn’t like how pushy he was being, and frankly, the whole idea of doing it on command felt degrading. But Alex was persistent.

When his birthday rolled around, she re...

Katie Was Right—It Was Too Big to Resist

Brandon had always known his marriage to Katie had its challenges. He wasn’t blind to her growing frustrations, nor to the quiet, unspoken doubts lingering in the background. He’d done everything he could to compensate for the one thing he couldn’t change—his embarrassingly small cock. No matter how hard he tried, no matter how attentive he was, it simply wasn’t enough to satisfy her. So when she came to him with her request, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she mentioned wa...

Tamed in Tights

Ryan never gave much thought to Emily beyond using her as a target. She always stood out—dressed in her usual cute outfits of dresses, tights, and wedges, with bows in her hair. It was just too easy to mock her style. “Do you really think anyone cares about your stupid polka-dot tights?” he’d laugh, grinning as she flushed with embarrassment.

But when he “accidentally” spilled soda all over her favorite dress during lunch last week, things went differently. Emily had burst i...

This Lesson Comes in Pink

Jeremy didn’t think twice when he grabbed one of Katie’s dresses for his costume party. It wasn’t like he planned on wearing it—he just thought the flowy fabric would make a perfect toga for his last-minute Roman emperor idea. He picked something simple and white from her closet, figuring she’d never miss it. A few safety pins later, he was strolling into the party with a plastic laurel crown on his head, completely unbothered by the idea of returning the dress crumpled, stained, an...

The Cheater’s Last Fantasy

Steve always had a rough edge, but Maria never thought he’d go as far as cheating on her. When she found out, though, the tears never came—only a slow-burning anger that quickly turned into cold, meticulous planning. If he wanted to act like an animal, she’d let him, but not without making him pay. A week later, her plan was ready.

One night, Maria lured Steve in with a promise she knew he couldn’t resist. “I’ve been thinking… maybe we should try something kinky. How about...

A Fresh Start in a New Uniform (1/4)

Ryan never thought he’d find himself here—twisting the hem of a plaid skirt nervously in front of his aunt’s mirror, his reflection staring back like a stranger. But then again, he hadn’t exactly left his parents much choice. Dropping out of college and spending months loafing around the house had worn their patience thin. His mom’s ultimatum had been brutal: live on the streets, or move in with Aunt Sarah across the country. He chose the latter. After all, Aunt Sarah was cool, and ...