Why am I trying to be a Model...? (Solo Job)

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Rachael sighed and mentally kicked herself for what she was doing. Why was she doing this again? The reward wasn't even that high, 750 jewels was a tiny amount. With a second sigh quickly following the first, the doge simply walked towards the tents she saw outside of the east forest. A dark mage going to a photoshoot for a magazine. That didn't happen everyday. Rachael hadn't even been planning on doing this ever, all she had seen was a job notice and she took it, not even realizing what it was. It wasn't until she was halfway here that she realized that, "Oh, this is a modeling job! I hate it when people look at me!". Nonetheless, she would do it anyways. Approaching the tents with the job notice in hand, Rachael made sure her guns were away in her pocket dimension so she just walked up in her normal attire. Standing just outside of what appeared to be the main tent, Rachael sighed and prepared herself for the worst.

"Hello?" Rachael asked in as polite a voice she could muster. There was some shuffling and a few muffled voices before a man with blonde hair pushed his way out of the tent. All it took was for him to see the job notice in the girl's hand and her cute, questioning demeanor to know that she was here for the modeling.

"So you wish to be a model?" he asked, to which Rachael nodded shyly. A small blush was forced onto her face, and her eyes averted. She knew people couldn't resist it when she acted like this. And she could already feel the man's heart melting in response. "You're perfect!" he exclaimed before pulling Rachael into the tent with him. Rachael felt disgusted with the way she was acting, but she really had no other choice. When brought into the tent, she could see there was a small team of photographers, make-up artists, as well as other designers here to observe the work of... whoever the hell was running this place. How fun, Rachael had to deal with a crowd now too.

An hour. It took a full on hour for them to apply Rachael's make up, do her hair, and find the right size outfit for her to wear before they deemed her ready for the photoshoot. Her patience was beyond running thin, and she felt that she should have been done with this a loooong time ago. "Alright, Luna." the man identified as Chanelle said to her. He, just like everyone else here, was referring to her by her fake name. "You're ready for the photoshoot." he said with an excited smile. Rachael could read his heart, and she could see just how happy he was that he finally found someone to model for him. It almost made Rachael feel happy too. Almost. She wouldn't feel happy over something so mundane, she thought to herself. Oh well, time to get up and follow the man to the field where they were going to do the photoshoot. Hopefully this didn't take too long.

Rachael wasn't exactly happy about what they were putting her in. She was in a one piece swimsuit that showed off her lackluster breasts and her plush derriere. One would call her figure attractive, but she just called it obnoxious. Whenever someone got a really good close look at her, they usually found her either attractive or good to rest their head on. Was she that soft and squishy? Apparently so. The swimsuit she was wearing was pink and wrapped around her body like ivy around a tree, covering most of her torso but leaving her navel and sides mostly uncovered. The blush on her face only gave the men and women photographing her even more to work with. Eventually it was over, she was given the swimsuit as a token of appreciation, as well as the jewel reward before being sent on her not-so-merry way. The entire time she made sure to seem like a happy person, but by the time she got home she was practically screaming in anger.

Sitting on her bed, Rachael looked at herself in the mirror that hung on the door across from her. The curtains were closed, the windows shut, and the lights off. If her eyesight wasn't enhanced, she wouldn't be able to see anything at all. While she didn't like the way the swimsuit showed off her curves and body... she couldn't help but admire herself in the end. She was very voluptuous, and she couldn't help but love the way her body was shaped and... oh, now she could feel herself getting aroused. Just from her own appearance too. Maybe she would end up having to... deal with things? The doge's legs squirmed around as she dealt with the heat that was building up in her belly, only to give up to temptation and begin things that would last for 2 hours at the least. She did have quite the stamina, after all.

*Self Fade to Black, Because Screw Everything*