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After the encounter with Marvin, I was worried that Crystal might reconsider her opinion of me. I was full blown under her control. We were normal except for that little kink which we indulged in occasionally. Well, OK, big kink. Instead, she was even more affectionate with me. We actually began concentrating on having fun and going out more often. My sister was still in denial about our relationship and Crystal had told me that April warned her several times that she better not be playing me. Crystal said that actually hurt her feelings. We were closer than ever.
She decided that we should cool it sexually for a while. Kind of like kinky abstinence. We still made love regularly. She still wore her thong and nothing else when we were just hanging out in the apartment. I still wore the high leg panties that she liked most of the time. We no longer made a big deal about that. I would regularly get her to sit on her legs and pose for me, re-enacting my favorite picture of her at the beach. Of course, I insisted that she not wear the top. That didn’t bother her one bit. She knew how her near nakedness affected me and took pleasure in showing off for me.
She continued to wear sexy, risqué clothing occasionally when we went out. She said that we needed to be careful about the occasions. Some guys are bold enough to make a move on a sexy woman even when she is accompanied by a significant other. Not saying that guys didn’t come on to her at all, but my presence keep it down some. I was indeed pleased to be with such a cute, sexy woman.
A friend of Crystal’s told her about a German Celebration called Octoberfest that was fun to attend. Crystal asked if I might like to go to it. It sounded good to me. As I said, we were kind of cooling it on our extreme cuckolding. We were doing more stuff as a couple. I agreed that it might be fun. Her friend said that she and her friends all dressed up in German style skirts and dresses like the old tradition.
That’s all it took for Crystal to shift into high gear. She took me to a costume shop to look for just the right clothing. This was not just the cheap Halloween stuff. They had quite a selection. It was easy for me. We got lederhosen, long socks and buckle shoes. The green hat had a distinct alpine flavor. I was set.
Crystal took a little longer. She finally settled on what the sales lady called an Olga outfit. It consisted of a green skirt with white petticoats and white blousy top that fit on her upper arms. There was a built-in waist girdle which looked gorgeous on Crystal when she tried it on. She got a pair of white thigh highs with bows on the top front. The shoes were a combination of beer hall waitress and fashion model. They were higher than the traditional footwear and really went well with the costume.
What really stood out was the top being very low cut. The arm fit of the stretch elastic sort of pulled the top portion a little showing a very deep cleavage. With the band stretching across her big boobs, one could see down into the cleavage. It was gorgeous on her. Since she wasn’t wearing a bra, it was apparent that the dress excited her for her nipples were like big pencil erasers pressing into the thin fabric.
She looked fantastic. I sensed that we were going to have a good time at the Fest. It played right into the exhibitionist tendencies that she had most recently. Her friend suggested that we get together and learn some authentic German dances, so we didn’t feel out of place when we went to the celebration. We met at a park nearby. Crystal wore a short tennis style skirt with a loose top. Of course, no bra. If you looked closely, you could see the outline of her large areolas. Her nipples didn’t require a close look. They were quite prominent.
Most of the dances were slow polka kind of choreographed. It was a folk festival, after all. Naturally the ‘chicken’ dance would play a big part in the Oktoberfest. We all had some beer and danced with each other. With that out of the way, we were ready for the big weekend.
We were surprised at the number of people who attended the festival. There was plenty of dancing and plenty of beer. Crystal’s friends were loads of fun. We danced with other partners and had a great time. There were a few photographers making their way through the crowds. These guys would take any kind of picture you wanted. Couples, groups, singles. One of them, Hans, took several pictures of our group and couples within the group. He gave out cards in case we wanted to purchase the pictures. Crystal took one. She thought it would be nice for us to have a picture of the two of us.
With no bra to restrict those luscious breasts, Crystal was very popular at the festival. Hans was very interested in taking more pictures of her. He told us that he hoped we would call him and come by his studio to pick up a photo. He seemed very sincere. We wouldn’t have thought much about it if it weren’t for his insistence that we should come by.
It seemed more than a passing interest. We talked about it on the way home that evening. Crystal was intrigued escort bursa by his special invitation. I told her that I certainly understood his interest since it was her picture that hooked me before I even met her. We decided to give Hans a call the next week. When Crystal called, Hans told her that he was pleased. He invited us over and told her that she could have the photo free if she would listen to his presentation pertaining to a photo session. Hans, like everyone else was very impressed with my girlfriend.
I wondered what a photo session meant. We decided to go together to Hans’ studio for her protection just in case it wasn’t on the up and up. When we arrived, Hans greeted us and showed us the photo he had taken.
“So, Guys. What do you think?” He asked.
“It is nice,” Crystal agreed.
“Well,” he started, “I was wondering if you might want to try a shoot in your Oktoberfest costumes. I do a promotional for them and I think you would possibly make next year’s advertising folio. But, beyond that, would you consider a more extended shoot. Nothing against you, Avery, but Crystal is the epitome of a healthy German girl.”
“No offense taken, Hans. In fact, that is how I fell in love with Crystal.”
“Oh, really? How?”
“Well, this is kind of embarrassing. She is a friend of my sister. When my sister showed me some pictures of a holiday trip they went on, I was infatuated.”
“Just from a picture? I mean I certainly understand how any man could become infatuated with her.?
“Uh, well, it was a group beach picture. And, uh, Crystal was kneeling. She, uh was wearing a thong bikini. Oh, heck that makes me sound like a creep, huh?”
“Not at all,” Hans said. So, the thong did the trick?”
“Well, yes and no. She came to stay with us while she was waiting on an apartment and we got to know each other.”
Hans was intrigued by this new information. He asked Crystal if she might be interested in the photo shoot. Crystal, being a part-time exhibitionist agreed. Hans kind of tiptoed around the subject of the thong. He finally asked if she would be willing to start with the Oktoberfest costumes, then progress to just her in her costume and possibly take some more risqué photos.
“Well, Hans,” Crystal asked, “what kind of risqué poses are you talking about?”
“Well, Avery mentioned the thong bikini. Would you be interested in posing like that?”
“I think that would be fine. Are you okay with that Avery?”
“Sure. I mean I will be there, right?”
“Absolutely.” Hans explained.
“Okay, then.” Crystal agreed. “When would you like to do this, Hans?”
So, we agreed on the day and time. Crystal said she would get her hair and nails done so she would look her best.
“Great.” Hans said. “And you can bring the bikini?”
“Sure.” She agreed.
“And any other articles of clothing you would like to pose in.”
“Like what?” She asked.
“Whatever you like. I think Avery might have some favorites he could get you to model. Huh, Avery?”
My face turned red at the suggestion that we might want some more bedroom type clothing photos. I could just imagine Crystal in just a thong and high heels. I even imagined Hans wanting to get her to model topless. I could see her with her big natural boobs standing out, strutting in front of the camera.
I looked at Crystal for any sign of recognition of what Hans was indirectly asking. She didn’t show any outward signs one way or another. When we left the studio, I asked her if she was indeed interested in modeling for Hans. She told me that it was a thought and asked if I thought it was a good idea. I told her it was up to her but that she would make a great model.
“Yeah, Ashley, but I am not the model type.”
“Honey,” I stated, “I don’t think Hans is wanting to photograph you to sell Oktoberfest costumes. He couldn’t stop staring at your big boobs when we were at the festival. I mean, your nipples were about to poke a hole in the top of your dress. I know you like showing a little skin, so why not go along.”
Before our appointment with Hans, Crystal had prepared her hair and nails as she had mentioned. We got ready to go. Me in my dorky lederhosen and her in her beautiful Oktoberfest dress. When we arrived, Hans was waiting for us. He took us back into the studio and began helping us pose so we looked more natural. When we were relaxed enough, he started snapping photos. After a few, he said that should be enough samples to submit to the following years Oktoberfest planners. He said there was no guarantee that they would select the pictures for their brochure. Crystal said it really didn’t matter. She was just pleased that he had asked us to model.
He then asked if she was ready for her solo pictures. She agreed and they started shooting as he instructed her to pose. When he was finished, he asked if she was interested in him shooting more risqué pictures of her. He had noticed that she brought a small suitcase with her. She asked what he had in mind.
“Okay, for starters, bursa otele gelen escort why don’t we shoot some pictures of you leaning forward. That way I can concentrate on your ample cleavage.”
She readily agreed to that. Then he shot some of her twirling so her skirt and petticoats flew up. The dress was a little bulky and it wasn’t easy to see very far up. Hans told her to hold it up to just under her breasts. Then he got a great view of her gorgeous body with just her thong on underneath the skirt and petticoats. Hans was impressed with this shot. He shot an approving glance at me. He took a few more like that and then asked if Crystal would like to reproduce the famous thong bikini picture. I told him yes before she had a chance to speak.
She went back to the changing room and came back out wearing the bikini and a pair of black high heels. My dream had almost come through. He took a few shots in different poses before he asked her to remove the heels and kneel on a mat. It looked very much like the pose I fell in love with. After taking a few more of her this way, he asked if she had packed anything else.
I intervened, “Honey, why don’t you remove the top. Hans is a professional and I would like to see you in heels and just the thong. I mean, you are always like that at home, uh, in, uh, just the thong.”
Hans looked at Crystal. “What do you want to do, Crystal. No one else will ever see these pictures unless you give your written permission.”
“What the hell.” Crystal blurted out.
She took the top off and laid it in a nearby chair. Hans was beyond impressed.
“Wow, Crystal. Those are amazing. Why don’t you put this robe on and we will talk for about fifteen minutes. I want your breasts to recover from the tight top. I don’t like bra lines in my nudes.”
She nonchalantly did as he asked.
Hans started explaining, making sure to keep eye contact with both of us.
“Avery, Crystal, I can get money for pictures of you. Your breasts are magnificent in size but your areolas and nipples are simply outstanding. There is a market for this type of body. I can sell these pictures in Europe to possibly keep them off the domestic market. And, uh, I know this is going to sound counterintuitive, but if you would be willing to gain some weight, I can get about triple the price.”
“Are you kidding?” Crystal asked.
“Yes. Let me explain. Your derriere and bust are just the type of full figure that a certain market buys. I think that if you can add two cup sizes by gaining weight, it would benefit you. If you want to do that, I will pay you $1,500.00 right now. You go on a high fat diet and work out so your muscle tone is good. Then when you reach the extra cup sizes in your bust, I will pay another $1,500.00 to begin shooting. How long you stay at that size will be up to you.”
“Are you serious?”
“Crystal, just the thong picture with a larger bottom will bring plenty in the European market. Throw in a possible G cup and it will amaze you how much the rights will bring. After the second payment, we will split the resulting rights sale 50-50. I will do the marketing. All you have to do is gain some weight and pose for the photo sessions. In that kneeling pose, your thigh creases to your upper body are fantastic. Just think of yourself fifteen pounds heavier.”
I looked at Crystal again. I noticed a slight smile cross her lips. This would be exhibitionism on steroids. I only wondered if she would want to purposely gain the weight.
Hans told us to think about it and let him know. He then asked her to remove the robe to see if there were any bra marks. She was ready. He took photos of numerous poses of her topless. When he finished, he had her sign a modeling agreement to make sure that the pictures would not be released unless sometime in the future if she gave written permission.
When we left, we discussed the proposal. Crystal was not really wild about gaining weight. However, with her body type we thought it would not be difficult. If the weight gain went to her ass and boobs, it would enhance the already outstanding assets. Hans had stressed that she continue to work out to keep the muscle tone and make sure the extra fat did not manifest in the wrong way.
“What do you think, Cucky?”
“Well, Hans did mention that your boobs are so special because of your larger areolas. He seemed to think that increasing your boob size would look even more enticing. Also, the pictures would be sold to European investors. Naturally the thong pictures with you kneeling in your famous beach pose would be incredible. I fell in love with that picture even though you had your bikini top on.”
“So, you think I should do it?”
“I think it is worth a try. If the weight gain goes like Hans thinks, it will be a kick to get the pictures and get paid for it. If you don’t like it, we can go see him and let him decide whether they will sell. I can’t imagine a little more weight would look bad on you. If you don’t bursa merkez escort like the look, you can always take the initial deposit and move on. I will help you lose the additional weight either way.”
“Okay. That settles it. I was just wondering if I gained the weight and sat on your face if it would kill you.”
“I can’t think of a better way to die.”
Crystal started on the weight gain diet immediately. Instead of watching calories, she went out of the way to add them. With a steady diet of hamburgers, French fries, malts and ice cream, she put on five pounds in a week. We were going to the gym every evening when we got home. Then a big dinner and a bowl of ice cream before bedtime. I couldn’t tell that much difference the first week. Then, about ten days later, I could definitely see her rear end stretching out her thongs more. It was going really well. At the end of two weeks, she had gained eight pounds.
She was more than halfway there. We kept checking her thongs and bra each evening. I could tell after the second week that her boobs were overflowing her DD cup bra. She decided to wear more modest clothing to work to hide the extra pounds. I didn’t mind, either. Sex was even better than before. Plus, I had her to myself. We didn’t even consider talking to Marvin while this was going on. Seems like we had a new goal.
It was just like Hans had predicted. Crystal’s ass became fuller and her breasts became larger. She had to go find a bigger bra to encase the extra bountiful breasts. We called Hans and set up an appointment. He was pleased when he saw her new body. She had worn a loose-fitting sundress to the shoot and carried a small bag filled with lingerie and heels.
Hans offered us some wine and began instructing Crystal on the many poses he planned. She was a natural model. She loved attention and the weeks of hiding that new body had left her unfulfilled. They started with just the red thong. No top. He had her kneel and sit on her feet. He shot pictures all around her from every angle. He then progressed to some poses with lingerie. The tops were very sheer and he told her it would be best if she went without panties. All the poses showed her bigger butt to the fullest. The extra boob size tended to make the areolas look a little smaller, although smaller is probably not a good description of her large crowning tips.
When they finished, Hans complimented her on her poise. He said it was unusual for an amateur to progress so quickly. He was going to send a sample of the prints to his agent. If they were picked up by an agency, he would let us know about the sale price. She had to sign the release, of course. She didn’t worry too much about the pictures becoming available stateside. Her job probably would not be in jeopardy even if.
As we were getting ready to leave, Hans asked if we had any ideas about a more adult film session. He was implying that we have actual sex. Crystal told him that I might not be the perfect male model but we did have some ideas if he was interested. When he asked about the details, she told him that she would need to do some thinking and possibly include another person. He seemed intrigued.
Afterward, Crystal told me that she was completely turned on thinking about other men seeing her naked pictures. I asked who the other person was. It was no surprise that it was Marvin.
“You know, Cucky, I think it would be hot for Hans to take pictures of Marvin and me fucking. Also, I think a set of cuckold pictures would be well received as well. Would you be up for that, Baby?”
“I don’t know, Crystal. I mean being a submissive cuckold in our bedroom is one thing but having pictures taken like that?”
“Oh, come on, Panty Boy. I have several ideas how we can spice up the cuckold pictures. Besides, I am going to make up your face so well that people would not recognize you when I am done.”
“I haven’t done makeup. I don’t know.”
“Yes, you know, Cucky. You are so sweet when it comes to my kinks. I know you will love it. I will call Marvin tomorrow. I hope he agrees. If he does, I will call Hans and let him know. Now, I want to go home and have you eat my pussy. I am so horny. I might even let you fuck me after that.”
That was it. As always, I was in for my sweet Crystal. The next day, she called Marvin and then called Hans to set up a time. She told him what we were willing to do. He was ecstatic about the shoot. He said he didn’t shoot a lot of XXX models and this would be I nice set to get more into the market.
The next week, she came home with some sexy clothing for me to wear. She got a pair of black suspender pantyhose. I was going to wear the high cut panties. She got a pair of 4″ black heels in my size and an AA cup bra that fit me. She also got a sheer black top that only buttoned at the neck and spread out leaving my midriff and bra open. She had a pretty tea set that her grandmother had given her. That was going to be one of the props.
About an hour before we were to be at Hans’ studio, she had me shave all my body hair. She then sat me at her vanity and applied heavy makeup. My eye shadow was dark blue with some black borders. There was no wig. My hair was medium length. She said we were not trying to look like a woman. She wanted me to look like my true self; a submissive cuckold feminized to be her lady in waiting. She wanted me to look like a feminine man.