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Cyberterix Model 1X-RS-F By Alysa Desiree January 15, 2005 I was out of work and had been for a year. Things were really starting to get tight as I hadn't been able to find steady work. If it hadn't been for my layoff payout, stocks and savings I would have been in sorry shape after only a couple of months. Even the little amount I got from unemployment wasn't really helping. It made it hard being a 41 year old male. It seemed most people wanted the younger generation. One day while looking over the Internet I found a help wanted add for a job at a cybernetics company called Cyberterix. They were in need of a hardware tester. No experience required but helpful. I figured what the heck typed up my cover letter, printed out my resume and headed to the company location with some help from mapquest. The place was about 45 minutes from where I lived and the drive was nice. It took me a while to find it because it was off the beaten path. Once I got there I found that the company was doing on the spot interviews. Well I wasn't really dressed for interviews but the receptionist assured me that I looked fine for the job. I sat down and filled out the job app the receptionist had handed me. I couldn't help but admire how beautiful she was and how sexily she was dressed. Her perfume was almost intoxicating and was turning me on. Her name plate read Amanda. Amanda's brown hair was to her shoulders with a part in the middle going down the side of her face and her lips very full and plum colored. Her eyes were a steel blue and in themselves erotic. Once I finished filling out the app and handed her my resume. I asked if anyone else had come in for interviews. "Only a few," she replied not too many and most of those saw what the job paid and left. I asked her what the pay was and she replied "$10.50 an hour with fully paid benefits". Not really the best pay but it was better than un-employment I figured. I then asked Amanda if there was room for making more and she smiled and said yeah if you perform well in the job which most do. All the while I couldn't help but notice how sweet Amanda smelled and looked. "What's the policy on dating company employee's?" I asked with a wink and a smile. "Well!" she stammered "its kind of frowned upon," she said with a smile, "besides, I really only date men with large bank rolls," she added. "Oh" I thought to myself one of those types. After what seemed about an hour a man came out dressed in a lab jacket. "You must be Dale, are you interested in the position?" as he extended his right hand to shake mine. "Yeah, glad to meet you sir, I sure am", as I reached out to accept his hand. "Ahh a good firm shake you have there Dale, by the way I'm Gregory Sybor CEO and head engineer here at Cyberterix. Let's go on back and I'll give you a tour of the plant." As Gregory lead me thought the plant I couldn't help but notice all the security in the place. Gregory explained that the plant was in the business of developing cybernetics for people limb and organ replacement and that their newest development was an actual cybernetic human. "You saw Amanda out there right"? Gregory said with a smile. "Yeah, who couldn't help notice her she is very attractive!" Was my reply trying not to sound as if I was interested in her. "You're not going to tell me she is a Cybernetic woman, are you?" I asked Gregory unsure. "Yes, in fact she was our first success. She is designed to be fully functional and you could never tell she wasn't a human female in any way shape or form with the exception that she cannot get pregnant. Oh and she doesn't age either," Gregory told me. "It makes it doubly nice because we don't have to pay her anything and she eats nuts and bolts," Gregory said elbowing me and smiling a cheesy grin. "Actually she eats real food like we. Her body then digests it and deposits it as if it was human waste with out the smell that is," he replied. "She actually stays with me, and man what a woman she is. She can cook, keeps the house clean, keeps me satisfied sexually and looks good on my arm. She never gets jealous if I go out with a real woman either," Gregory added with a wink and a smile. Gregory took me into a break room and handed me some coffee. I wasn't much of a coffee drinker but I figured I better to kind of kiss up and look good. I usually didn't do that but I was in need of a job and money even if it wasn't much. As we toured the building Gregory asked me about my past experience in hardware and testing. I had had several years as a computer tech and even had some years as an electronic QA tester and repairer. And Gregory seemed impressed with this. As he showed me more Gregory took me into very. very secure lab. In the room was an unfinished cybernetic woman in her early to mid 20's. She was even more beautiful than Amanda was. "Reach down and touch her," Gregory said while rubbing her thigh by her vagina. "She won't bite," he added, "at least not yet," he chuckled. I reached down slowly and I could not believe how soft her skin felt. It was exactly like a female human skin, almost like a rose petal. I couldn't help notice that she gave off a faint sweet perfume smell that was almost turning me on. "Ahh, you can smell her aroma", Gregory said with a smile. "All the models have been designed with a unique scent that is arousing to males. Even old men don't need Viagra. One whiff of a functional model and they go erect and stay that way for hours without the danger of heart failure." "Umph, wow! That's impressive," I said with a slight smile. "What does it do to a young man say in his 20's or 30's?" I added. "On fit males it makes them last sexually all day long. They never seem to tire or wear out," said Gregory. "But I must admit 90% of our clients are very wealthy old men. Once in a while we have a wealthy twenty or thirty year old buy a model. Mostly it's for show whereas the old men treat their model like their wives and we have even had a couple customers that married their model and willed all of their money to their cybernetic companion," as he walked around the model slowly. "The great thing about that is all of those funds come back to us because of our legal clause that is written when a cybernetic model is sold. In turn that helps us develop better cybernetic models and features." I walked around the model opposite of Gregory and said, "so what happens to those models that come back to the Cyberterix?", as I was looking at the models head and admired the full lips. "They get some minor refit to match their buyer along with a memory dump and reprogram," Gregory said while bending over the table. "Oh feel free to kiss the lips. I can run a brief script on her that will give you some idea of what they are like, I can see what you're thinking, and I don't blame you," as he gave me a go ahead nod and smile. Gregory then went over to a console and taped in some code on a large computer system. I could see the models lips start to move. I looked over to Gregory and he gave me a quick nod. I bent down and briefly touched the lips with my right hand. They felt like silk almost but natural. Glancing back up at Gregory he gave me a wink. As I went down for the kiss my lips touched the cyber woman. She instantly followed through with her end of the kiss. The kiss seemed to last forever but in reality was maybe 3 seconds. I rose up shaking my head in disbelief. "WOW that was fantastic," I exclaimed. Gregory smiled and said, "Imagine if she was complete. This system can only do 5% of what her cyber brain will do." Looking back at the model's head I said, "so when will this one get finished?" Looking down at the models head Gregory said, "in about 3 or 4 days. We have to finish up the cyber brain." "Do you do the finishing touches at that time, like the hair and programming?" I asked touching the lips again. Walking over to me as he looked down at the model Gregory said, "yeah the hair then lastly the programming. Along with the name we pick." I looked over at Gregory while touching the models face. "So what's the name for this one?" I asked. "We are calling this one Rachel. She is the 18th cybernetic female we have made to date. Amanda was the first as I mentioned earlier," Gregory said. "Amanda was #1, Brittany was #2, China was #3 and so on down. The next will be called Sierra." "I guess that makes it pretty easy then to keep track but what happens when you do Z and have to start over again?" I asked looking back down at Rachel. "We go out of business." Gregory gave with a chuckle. "In reality we would start with A again but the actual model number would change. For example here we have Rachel but the model number is 1X-RS-F. The new alphabet would be something like 2X-RS-F but we haven't come to that yet." Shaking my head slightly up and down in agreement. "So what about battery life don't they ever run out of juice, or does the food somehow turn itself into energy?" I asked. Duracell batteries they keep going and going," Gregory laughed. "No they do have a battery cell in them. By drinking juices and some wines and absorbing sun light they replenish the energy that they need. It's a very complex process and if we really wanted to, we could possibly migrate our technology to the auto industry, but we haven't because the government makes too much money on fossils fuels." I keep looking back down at Rachel and touching her skin the complete time Gregory was talking to me. I was very drawn to her and her amazing technology. Moving back down to her waist, "So are all models the same or do you make improvements with each?" I asked. Looking at me Gregory said, "yes in fact we do make some slight improvements. We have even had a breakthrough on the previous models and discovered how to make reproductive organs that work. Now why man in their right mind would want this option I don't know, but they do. In fact Rachel here is the 2nd one with it installed." I found it hard to believe and shock my head in denial. "What is mankind coming to? Obsolescing ourselves, with a piece of technology that never dies?" I said with shock. "I can fully understand cybernetic organs that fully function and look exactly like the real thing, but a fully functional human replacement? That's just beyond belief. What if these creations went nuts and killed us all off, what then...?" I asked in disbelief. Gregory got a slight look of anger but then let it slide away. "That's a good question and we have restraining nodes in all of our products that prevent that from ever happening. It would take a mind beyond the scope of our knowledge to override this code." I could see that he was a little hesitant with this answer but I didn't know why. "Why haven't you done a male version?" I asked. "Actually we have a proto type of one. So far it's at least 6 months to a year off. You see the male version tends to go crazy and could cause damage to something," he said shaking his head up and down slightly. "Or someone," I added. "So your programs and hardware are not flawless. It could be dangerous." "Yes but we refuse to release the male model until we get it right even if it takes more than a year," Gregory said. "If ever!" I added. Gregory then stepped away from the table with Rachel on it and said, "when could you start the job? We'd even let you try out Rachel for size." I looked at Gregory and said, "are you offering me the position then?" Sticking out his right hand to shake mine Gregory said, "yes as soon as you sign release forms and all the legal mumbo jumbo. You seem interested in what we are doing and we could use you." The day was still early and I didn't have anything else going on. "I can start right now if you'd like," I told him. "Great, lets go get something to drink and get all the forms signed," as he directed me to the exit from the lab. I followed Gregory to a very plush office. "Have a seat I'll be right back," he said. I sat down and looked about. On the walls were pictures of each of the previous cyber women, each slightly more beautiful than the last one and just as sexy. After about 15 minutes Gregory came back in with an opened bottle of Coke and the paper work. "I hope you drink Coke, that's what I grabbed," Gregory said, setting it down in front of me along with the paper work he wanted signed. I lifted the bottle and said. "To Cyberterix and a new job!" Then I took a long drink. I looked at all of the paperwork and all of it was in very fine legal print and long. It would take me all day, I thought, to fill this out. Gregory must have noticed this because he said, "no need to read it all I'll give a synopsis of each as you sign away." The first he explained to be a waiver from legal action incase of injury. The second was a non disclosure agreement saying I wouldn't talk about or pass on any information outside of work. And the last was that I fully understood that I was accepting the position at Cyberterix. All I signed with little reading. As I signed the last piece of legal documentation, Gregory lifted up his coke and made a toast, "to a beautiful relationship!" I lifted up my coke and took another long drink. I must have drunken too fast because I got a head rush like when you eat something cold. I set the coke down and rubbed my temple. "Wow that smarted," I said. My head started to spin and go dizzy. As I looked up at Gregory he had a wicked smile on his face. "Glad to have you in the company," he said. I started to stand up but felt week and fell back into the chair. I tried to get up but found the room spinning faster. Before I knew it I was on the floor. Gregory was looking over me. "Don't worry you'll like it . here!" as I faded into darkness. I don't know how long I was out minutes, days, weeks, I had no idea. When I came to I was lying down and could not move my arms or legs. I could turn my head. Above me were some bright lights like what you see in TV hospital shows. I could hear Gregory's voice along with another man's, but I couldn't make out what was being said. My ears were still ringing slightly. I turned my head to the left and saw the cybernetic woman's body lying on another table. Standing next to her table was Amanda and another woman I hadn't seen before. She was slightly more attractive than Amanda and figured she must be a cybernetic woman too. Gregory looked over his shoulder and saw I was awake. He turned around and walked to me. I say he was dressed as a surgeon would be. "Glad to see you join us again, Dale. Do you understand how you have joined the company now?" "How? Turn me into a cybernetic woman?" I growled, as I tried to pull free from the restraints. Gregory howled with laughter as did the other man. "No not quite but almost. You see I told you we were waiting for the cyber brain. The brain is the only organic tissue that goes into our product, and your brain is that brain." "Why my brain, a male brain and not a female's?" I asked. "Well you see, the male brain has the correct neuron pathways needed to make the cyber woman work. We then do some brain wipes and reprogram it to be feminized. It's very complex when you get down to it. And the male brain typically has other things that make it function better as far as the jealousy and even wanting multiple sex partners that some of our clients desire in their products," he said as he stood over me with his arms folded. "That's crazy, YOU'RE CRAZY!" I screamed. "Maybe but, I am up for a Nobel Prize in medicine for my discoveries," Gregory said defiantly. "Now relax and stop moving," he said holding a needle up to my eyes. "Is this how you get all of your brains?" I asked in anger. "Only a few, we have other places to get subjects when we need them. Now shut up and relax this won't hurt. In fact I know you're going to enjoy it oh so much," as he pushed the needle into my forehead. In just seconds I could not move a muscle. I could see and hear the sound of an electric saw and some slight blood splattering. I wanted to scream out but could not. The sound was horrid and I wanted to puke. I lay there for what must have been hours feeling nothing as far as pain and then I heard Gregory say, "OK, on the count of three." 1, 2, 3 darkness, quite, emptiness, nothing am I dead? When I came too I could feel the cold table beneath me and a very sensational tingling through out my body the cyber body. I could hear Gregory's voice as he was doing something to my head. "Ok, it looks perfect, attach the hair and we can move on the final production." I could feel the slight prick of something poking the skin. It hurt. I didn't know that this body could feel pain. There were other senses there too besides touch. I already knew I could feel the cold table beneath me and heat above me from what must have been the lights, or was this just some phantom sensation. I could feel darkness and I wanted to open my eyes. As I thought this, I saw the bright lights overhead appear. My vision had never seemed better than at that moment. I could feel a slight pressure on my chest as if something was resting on it. I thought to myself that the weight must be the female breasts I was feeling. As I started to try and move I could feel my hands curling up slightly and my toes wiggle. I looked right and say the lab, thinking I would see myself or my old body if what Gregory said was true, nothing. I looked left and saw an empty table. This must have been were my old body had been. The other male was the only one in the lab. Both other women were gone. Gregory seeing my head move, came over and looked into my eyes. "Rachel we are so glad you could join us," he said softly, "God what a work of art and beauty you are. None have matched you to date." "I am not Rachel you FUCKING BASTARD!" I screamed in a very feminine yet seductive voice even while screaming. "My name is Dale. Believe me I'm gonna rip your fucking head off when I get loose from here". The other man looked shocked for a second then both men laughed hard. "Oh calm down Rachel," said Gregory, "you're going to enjoy this next part of the procedure, after that those thoughts won't even be in your beautiful head anymore." "That's what you think you maniacal crazy mother fucker!" I screamed as I tried to break free from the table. I could see the other man move down to my waist as he swung what looked like a dildo to my waist. He lowered it down to were it was almost just touching my privates. "Are you ready Dr. Sybor?" the other man asked looking over to Gregory who was behind the large computer system he had used when giving me the tour. "Dr. Frankenstein is more fucking like it," I screamed again. It was hard to believe that the word I was saying were coming from me and sounding feminine to boot. I heard a click and I could feel a vibration were the dildo touched me. It felt sensational. I could then feel it starting to push inside of me. My body clamped hold of it and the dildo started sliding out slowly, then back in a little deeper. I could feel the most wonderful sensation I had ever felt. What must have been the cybernetic neuron pathways were awaking to the device's touch. I couldn't help but try to pull away with my hips and then push up. Each time I did this with more movement. As a male, I had never in my entire life felt the mind blowing sensation the device was doing to me. "Ah you do enjoy it," I heard Gregory chuckle, "I told you that you would like this. And it gets even better, trust me." I wanted to scream at Gregory for what he had done to me but this body refused. All I could manage was cries of pure pleasure and ecstasy. It seemed to last just a short time before I blanked out. I could hear birds singing and the smell of many flowers. I stretched and opened my eyes. "Oh how sweet of Marshall to send me all of these flowers," I said with a soft little giggle, "he sure does know how to treat a woman!" I heard my hospital door open up and I spun around. "Oh, it's such a beautiful morning isn't Dr Gregory?" I said taking in the smell of the roses nearest me. "Yes it is, Rachel. How do you feel? Are you ready to go home, back to Marshall?" He asked politely. "Oh I haven't felt better in all my life!" Spinning around with my arms out stretched. "I'd love to go home with my Marshall as soon as you will let me. Can I go home today?" I said in a cute pleading innocent voice. "You sure can Rachel, you're in perfect health. Now let me finish my paper work and I'll have Marshall come in as soon as you are dressed and ready to go." he said with a wonderful grin and left the room. I stepped into the shower and washed up and shaved my legs and arm pits. When I was done I patted myself dry and combed out my shoulder length blonde hair. I really wanted to look special for my Marshall. He deserved it for the care that he gave me. I looked into the dresser and put on my thong panties and nylons. Once I was done with this I put on my make-up and perfume. Oh I wanted to look as beautiful as I could on this day. I had never felt so alive, feminine and sexy as I had this day. I opened up the closet and pulled out a very tight and sexy black dress with sheer panels and sleeves. The dress criss-crossed my breasts and went behind my back while the tummy was sheer black nylon as were the arms. The skirt was short and tight. Marshall loved this dress, it was one of his favorites as it was mine too. I slipped into my black heels, ear rings and my diamond bracelets and ring. Once I was dressed I packed up my few cloths that I had brought with me to the hospital for my checkup. I sat on the bed and waited for my Knight in shining armor, my Marshall to take me home. I didn't have to wait long before I heard a knock on my door. "Are you ready my beautiful ever blooming flower?" I heard Marshall's voice ask. This is what he called me all the time and I adored him for it. I gave a little giggle as I tried to hold it in with my right hand. "Yes my bold and handsome knight," I replied. The door opened and in walked the most handsome man I had ever known or loved. Marshall was 56 with a full head of grey hair and a thick mustache. His body was in very good shape for a man of his age. And he dressed like the billionaire he was. His movements were graceful and fluid and he walked with great pride. He pulled out from behind his back a bouquet of roses that had a diamond necklace wrapped around it. I squealed with delight and jumped off my bed and wrapped my arms around the man I loved so much. Giving him the biggest kiss I had ever given him. I pulled away and turned around to clasp the necklace around my neck. Marshall helped to close the clasp. "I am so glad you love it my dear," he said as he whispered into my ear. I turned around and gave him anther passionate kiss. He chuckled, "if you don't stop kissing me like that we are never going to get home before I cannot resist making passionate love to you right here in this room." I whispered back while nibbling on his ear. "I love it so much and I'll give you my special gift to you when we get home." Marshall then picked up my bags and reached out for my hand as we walked through the hospital room doors. He led me out the front of the hospital and had our limo waiting for us. As we drove home I could not resist giving Marshall his special gift. It was the best, most passionate sex we had ever had in all of our lives. But I was always ready to make it better for my Marshall. For he made me the happiest woman in the whole world and he deserved the best I could give him. The end Or is it?

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Episodes From My Nudist Life 03:The Live ModelWhen I was a student in Jerusalem in the mid seventies, I was sharing an apartment with Etty. She was studying ceramic arts and I was going through my life science studies. She had to take complementary courses, one of which was photography. I also liked taking photos. It was my most serious hobby. It was different then. No digital cameras were existing. SLR was the norm, with mostly black and white films. It was expensive to shoot a lot of photos,...

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Falling in Love with My Model

Suzy was so gorgeous, sexy, and photogenic. I had to have her!I’m a freelance photographer specializing in still life photos such as fruits and vegetables, flowers, etc. I love my work and I’m good at it, but I wasn’t able to make a living at it. Oh, I sold a few photos to National Geographic, but they didn’t pay much.One day I was surfing the web and noticed how many photos there were of gorgeous women in various stages of undress. That did it for me. I was going to change directions and start...

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My nude art model

"Hey sis, can I ask you a weird question?" I asked as I came in the living room. "No 'Hey Wendy, what's going on?', 'How's life treating you?' or anything like that first?" Wendy asked. "OK what's up sis?" I asked as I sat next to her. "Just chilling here, giving you shit," Wendy replied. "I heard, smart ass," I said as I sat on the couch. Then we sat in silence for a few seconds. "So, do you have any friends that would be interested in being a nude...

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My Blind Date With a Super Model

My name is Derek. My last name is not important. I am a sort of nameless clog in the system that plays by all the rules and seldom if ever takes any risks that would expose me to danger or ridicule. At least that was true until I had my date with a "World Famous" super model. It was that long awaited day of the anticipated date and I was on my customary journey back home from my 9 to 5 job in the City. I reached up to the luggage rack to remove my backpack and I felt the sudden little...

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Becoming a Model

Becoming a ModelBySemiater ([email protected])Chapter One        ?But Daddy? Candi whined into the phone, her father wouldn’t relent and she was getting more and more desperate with every moment.         ?All my sorority sisters’ are going, I need to go, pleaaassseeeee.  We can afford it.?         ?No sugar, I can afford it, but you’ve got to learn some responsibility and how to do things for yourself.?        ?But Daddy!!!!?         ?No Candi, I will not pay for a spring break trip for...

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Poor Girl transforms to International Model

A poor girl married to a middle class man meets a diamond merchant and recognizes as international model for ornaments, married the diamond merchant. Hello readers I am Reena, today. I am sitting at CDG airport, Paris waiting for my flight to Mumbai. While waiting for boarding call and during my flight to Mumbai my mind ran back to the past 6 years. Yes, I was not Reena always. The boarding card reminded me that I was born as ‘Rama’ born and brought up in a small place in Indore district of...

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The Photographers Model

The Photographer's Model: As I stood there with my arms chained above my head I tried to take back control of this ridiculous situation I now found myself in. The starting point was not to be a victim. The problem was that nearly all my life I had been a victim. How could I take back control? Ok. Firstly I could not think of the fact that I was standing here with a black wig on my head as being something Andrea had done to me. She, Andrea, my wife, had put the wig on my...

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How I Met Abby My Nude Model

I often arrive at my life class quite early. By doing this it is possible to set up my easel and reserve one of my favourite positions in the studio by fastening my paper to the drawing board. Frequently there is till time to go next door into the cafeteria to buy a coffee and perhaps chat with some of the other students. On the day in question, I was alone and just sitting down to drink my coffee when the door into the cafeteria opened. At first I could see no one; then the head of a young...

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The Book Model

by Lubrican Julie Stanton was bored. Her husband was gone again. He was always gone since he'd gone to that special school. He was a Lieutenant in the Army and since taking anti-terrorism classes he was usually off somewhere in the world where she couldn't go. It wouldn't have been so bad except that she'd only been married for a little over a year. She'd wanted to start having children right away, but that's hard to do when you don't get any sperm in you. And with Roger gone all...

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Episodes From My Nudist Life 03 The Live Model

When I was a student in Jerusalem in the mid seventies, I was sharing an apartment with Etty. She was studying ceramic arts and I was going through my life science studies. She had to take complementary courses, one of which was photography. I also liked taking photos. It was my most serious hobby. It was different then. No digital cameras were existing. SLR was the norm, with mostly black and white films. It was expensive to shoot a lot of photos, so each one shot, had to be planned carefully,...

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The Model

The ModelThis story began with a recent photo shoot, followed by a night out. It was a night I wasn’t going to forget about anytime soon, so let me start at the beginning. I’m a 32 year old photographer and I love my job. A few weeks ago I was asked to shoot a model for an advertising agency. I took the commission, and on the day of the shoot, the model turned up and we got started. Damn that model was terrible. No pose, no game.She was obviously gorgeous, as nearly all models are. She was...

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The Model

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Bound model

The advert on the university notice board seemed innocent enough. ‘female model REQUIRED FOR EROTIC DISPLAY. VERY WELL PAID.’ Her modelling credentials were in no doubt. At 5’ 10”, slim, tanned, with striking blonde hair, she had attracted plenty of male attention. She’d even had a couple of offers from men’s magazines to pose in their ‘Student of the Month’ sections. At the time she had turned them down, but a year latter times were hard and the student debt was mounting, making the prospect...

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The Book Model

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Lady Bee standin life model

This was about 2007. I'm 47 years old, working in admin at a college. It's 3 years before I become Lady Bee (but I've started the journey) and early on in my relationship with 'The Beekeeper'. I'll say now my haircut is terrible. It's short with a fringe, I look like Rodney from 'Only Fools & Horses'! I don't know what I am thinking. I wear glasses, as I have done for years, but these are in my 'Buddy Holly' frame days (people always complain about the glasses but I'm blind as a bat without...

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Reluctant Model

It was the first of the month, and Andrea knew the rent was due. Andrea Smith was a 18 year-old high school cheerleader and had just moved out from her parents. She said she needed to be independent and on her own. She was 5' 7", 107 pounds, with long, naturally blonde hair and shapely, tan legs; a baby face on a woman's body. She had found a part-time job as a secretary to pay the rent, but then she got layed off. She hadn't paid it in over three months. She knew the landlord would be...

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The Fredericks of Hollywood Lingerie Model

When I first arrived in Los Angeles, I was staying at a motel on Sunset Strip in Hollywood. I had plans on working as a tranny call boy there. In the "L.A. Express" magazine, I saw an ad for a club on Sunset, called the Leather and Lace Lounge, that was popular with trannies and the men who liked them. I decided to go there and learn more about the tranny scene in Hollywood. It was three in the afternoon when I arrived at the Leather and Lace Lounge. The cute bartender was busy setting up the...

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“Wow! What a sweet setup,” Kendra said. We’d finally taken her upstairs to our suite. That’s what we’d taken to calling it. We had a bathroom, bedroom, and studio. All three of us had workspaces in the studio, but it was small enough that we overlapped and shared a lot. “This is where Morgan works on spreadsheets,” Annette laughed pointing at my sister’s desk and laptop. “Hey! Spreadsheets aren’t all I do,” my sister objected. “I’m into event planning, marketing, and communications,...

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TV Bondage Model

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Webcam model

What is webcam modeling? Webcam modeling is a very unique position within the adult entertainment industry to say the least. Unlike any other adult position, webcam models can work from the comfort and privacy of their own home, perform virtually over the internet, set their own schedule, and work without supervision. There is NO experience necessary to be a webcam model, no required STD testing, and no need for a co-star. The concept is simple: Open Chat Seductively dressed models log into a...

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The Hairstyling Model

This is a first-person account of an involuntary feminization, which is fiction The Hairstyling Model By I. R. Nixon It was shortly after five when we entered the meeting room at the Sandford Hotel. I could not believe my luck that Friday. Sharon, my hairstylist and superfox, offered me a hundred dollars and would pay my expenses for me to be one of her models at her "Perfect Looks" training seminars. Considering this meant a night in San Francisco at a posh hotel how could I...

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My Mother The Model

My Mother The Model She just lay there as I massaged her naked beasts, squeezing her woman flesh, and tugging on her hard nipples. I was sitting on her stomach at the time, her hands were holding onto my headboard, and she was giving out tiny screams of pleasure with each orgasm. Then she begged me to fuck her. That was where I always woke up… I had been having that same sexual dream every night for the past two weeks…ever since I walked in on my mother in her bathroom. Now my...

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Coaching a Teen Model

Introduction: Emma was excited to model the new dress her Daddy had bought for her. Soon a neighbor wanted to follow up and take pictures of her at his house. There she found a slightly older boy, who took over the action and everyone enjoyed themselves. She smiled and tilted her head just the way she knew her Daddy liked and said, So whats my present from you, Daddy? Henry pretended to let his face fall and said, Gee I hoped you would forget about your birthday this year and I wouldnt have...

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Maid to Model

It was unusual for me to be at my desk before 9am and even more unusual for the phone to start ringing. It was Julie from Marketing - she always was an early bird and far too enthusiastic in everything she did. "Morning Julie," I drawled, summoning up as much energy as I could. "Hi Simon! Hey, wondered if you fancied a day out today. You know that project you've been helping us with, the new insurance product launch, well we're doing the photo shoots over at a warehouse in East...

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The Restraint Model

BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEPKatija rolled over in her bed, her arm flailing out in the general direction of the alarm clock. She overestimated the distance between her and it, however, sending the screaming appliance clattering to the floor. It continued to beep, with increasing volume and frequency. Cursing her inability to just roll over and go back to sleep, Kat grabbed the clock?s power cord and yanked it from the wall socket, enjoying a few seconds of blissful silence...

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My Beautiful Model

I have this problem and it's starting to get serious. My Mom is beautiful! I always knew she was beautiful but it wasn't until about age 15 I really started to notice her more and more. Before that she had just been Mom and all Moms are beautiful but about that age I began to notice that she was a truly beautiful female, not just Mom. It isn't just MY opinion either because YOU all think so also. You see, my Mom is a Model (capital 'M'!). I won't describe her other than to say she is...

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Becoming a Teenage Lingerie Model

Chapter 1 Melanie was cute; very cute, and she knew it. She wasn't conceited about her physical beauty and the nice figure she'd been given, but she loved showing off her body and her nice full rounded breasts whenever she had the opportunity. As she moved into her final year of high school, her career plans to establish herself as a lingerie model became more and more firmly developed in her mind. She wanted to be one of those sexy young women who pose in various kinds of lingerie and...

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The Life Model

I should warn you that this story contains no actual sex. It's very subtle, I think women may enjoy it more than you men. It's kind of about what goes on in my head,and it goes back to 1985 when I was s*******n and at college.I used to do art but it wasn't one of my main subjects. One day in my final yearthe art teacher called me into his office. He explained there was a life classthat day, and the model booked had been in a collision in her car and was notable to come. I asked why he was...

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Elle McBain Teenage Fashion Model

Elle McBain was a teenage model much in demand in the fashion world of New York City. She was first discovered at the age of sixteen and soon caught the eye of Manny Francisco King of the porn world in Manhattan.Elle began posing for clothing ads in the New York Times. But, was soon high on the list for the better Fashion Houses. Her work kept her so busy, she dropped out of high school. She promised herself and her mom she would make sure to obtain her GED.As she was leaving a photoshoot, she...

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Admirer to Modeler

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Becoming da Model

Hey guys, long time lurker, first time contributor. Here's a little story that I figure a few of you might like, nothing special. Feel free to leave a leave some constructive criticism. Thanks for reading! Becoming da Model By Dr. Beaubourg Issac was your average college kid. Some might say a distressingly average college kid. Issac was white, thin, and had blue eyes with brown hair. Not the kind of guy you'd recognize in a crowd. At 22, he was finishing up college. Nothing...

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Slaved My Instagram Influencer Model

Hi ISS readers, Simraan here, bringing you another real-life exciting story about how I seduced my Instagram model and work colleague, and how he became my slave for the modelling contract! As most of you know from , I am a very curvy woman who just reached my thirties. I mostly wear cropped short dresses so that my boobs are always popping out of my dress. My thigh are always waxed and glittery. That’s because it is my job. I get paid to endorse brands on social media and I am one of the...

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Masturbation to a playboy model

It is kind of a true story. I have a co worker of me, 65 years old now. He lives alone for years and he is the most conservative person I know. He doesn’t have a computer at his home and even a cell phone! 3 months ago we were on a business trip for few weeks. One evening after dinner we took few beers and went in my hotel room to watch a football game. We talked a lot and he said that he felt very lonely and he hadn’t done it (he meant fuck) for really long. I asked him about masturbation. He...

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Lonely Twenties A real model

At the age of twenty-five, Eva was feeling a unique kind of quarter-life crisis which needed outside help. Eva had moved to Los Angeles from the suburbs of Atlanta in order to pursue a career in modeling. While she was five-foot-ten, Eva had somewhat of a “soft” figure with a body that wasn’t necessarily overweight but more of what some consider “thick”. Eva had brown hair, somewhat pale skin, and looked exactly like pornstar Rucca Page.The stress of her modeling career not taking off had...

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Jill The Beginning of her Career As a Nude Model

I have been a professional photographer for quite a while and while most of my work is for commercial projects, I have, upon special request, photographed special events, weddings, concerts and private portfolios. I enjoy making people feel good and the joy that comes when folks view the end product. A few weeks back a lady stopped me in the parking lot of a neighborhood grocery store that I had set up to photograph for an advertisement shot for the store. She asked me if I was a professional...

First Time
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My Career as a Nude Model

OK, “career” is a bit of an exaggeration, because I never earned any money from it, but when I was in my late teens I did do some modelling work on a strictly amateur basis. Let me explain.I met Cathy on our very first day of school. She was a pretty, funny, friendly girl and we became friends, like k**s do at that age. We weren’t special friends or anything, we were just mates; chums – whatever.When we moved up into secondary school she was beginning to develop from a gawky girl into being a...

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My neice the model

It was a grey wet day in England and I was thinking what to do as a hobby. Then iI remembered that I had a half decent camera stored away somewhere, after a couple of hours going through boxes I found it. Off I went to take a few snaps which didn’t turn out too bad. I showed them to a friend of mine who does photography as a second income. He was quite impressed and said he has a model shoot coming up if I was interested he would ask if I could join him.A few weeks later I got a call from my...

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The Dutch model

It was May 2017. A friend of mine George, is a photographer, and he had a new job at a famous fashion magazine. It was the firts time he had such a big deal and was really nervous. Until then he was working at locan magazines and the models he had to deal with where girls that wanted to become famous, most of the selfish and arrogant and working with them was not that easy. So when he signed for that new job he thought that if it was so hard to deal woth these girls, having to deal with famous,...

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Artist finds a Model

Mr Jackson was an artist who did work for many wealthy people. He did paintings and sculpturing for a rich f****y in Scotland. They were all redheads. He particularly liked looking at the 20 year old daughter Megan. She had fiery red hair with pale freckled skin, nice shapely breasts, butt, and legs. Megan’s nose was pointed a bit upward giving her a semblance of being snobby while wearing prim and proper attire such as a collared shirt with a sweater on top of that, a skirt, opaque stockings...

1 year ago
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Artist finds a Model

Mr Jackson was an artist who did work for many wealthy people. He did paintings and sculpturing for a rich family in Scotland. They were all redheads. He particularly liked looking at the 20 year old daughter Megan. She had fiery red hair with pale freckled skin, nice shapely breasts, butt, and legs. Megan's nose was pointed a bit upward giving her a semblance of being snobby while wearing prim and proper attire such as a collared shirt with a sweater on top of that, a skirt, opaque...

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