“Like this?” Kiri asked as she took the unfamiliar pose.
“Yes, not bad, but may put your hand to your lower lip…” The man taking the photos replied.
Kiri wasn’t sure exactly what was going on, things were… confusing, ever since she’d been in the makeup chair for the photoshoot.
It wasn’t like she’d never done one of these promotional shoots before, this one was for some charity or some such. This one was just a little strange.
The makeup girl had applied some blush to her cheeks and a bit of it had gotten into her nostrils, she’d sneezed, then taken in a deep breath, and after that… well, things had just been confusing but so, so happy as well.
The girl had proceeded to restyle her hair, apply more makeup and then take her to a changing room where a whole new outfit was waiting for her. She’d hesitated to put it on, but the makeup girl had just said it was for the charity, and well, she couldn’t argue with that.
Kiri raised her hand to her lower lip and placed a finger on it, letting the photographer continue to snap photo after photo as he directed her into new positions.
Eventually he stopped and turned to the makeup girl, “I think we’re done with this outfit. Give her a refresh on her makeup and lets move on to the next.
The makeup girl came over to her and took her hand, leading her back to the makeup chair. It was hard to walk in the towering heels, but she managed, until she was seated once more.
By the time she got back to the studio things were even more confusing and happy. Another application of the blush had sent her head spinning and she didn’t even remember getting changed. But clearly she had, she was now standing in front of the camera in a tiny blue and red bikini set, a tiny red cap came just past her shoulder blades, and a tower set of red heels the forced her feet almost into a ballet point completed the new outfit.
The flash of the camera went off and involuntarily Kiri smiled and giggled.
“Perfect Solar Girl, now let’s really see what you’ve got…” the photographer said and the camera flashed again.
Kiri couldn’t help herself, she smiled and giggled and posed with her chest out as far as she could for the camera.
Soon she was bent over, throwing her head over her shoulder, showing off her ass as she bit her finger with the best “Oppsy… did I do that?” she could muster on her face and a growing wetness between her legs.
When the photographer was happy with the shots, he called the makeup girl to take her away for one more refresh of her makeup, and another outfit change.
Kiri giggled and smiled and squealed as she stood in front of the photographer once more.
Her makeup was applied heavily, massive swaths of blush on her cheeks, bright pink lipstick, heavy blue eyeshadow, it felt perfect!
Her new outfit was perfect too. A tiny little cape that was little more than a napkin hung from her neck, along with a gold chain the held her stylized symbol, but now in gold and pink, just above her breasts. Around her waist was a tiny gold chain, dipping down in front to a clip that was attached to her clit, and similarly dipping down in the back to a butt plug that the makeup girl had taken great pleasure in inserting. On her feet were two towering clear acrylic heels that pointed her toes straight down, yet still had at least eight inches of lift in them.
“Alright Solar Girl, grab those titties for the camera.” the photographer said and she giggled in reply.
Her hands reached up and grabbed her tits, taking hold of the nipples and giving them a pull. She let out a moan as she continued to molest her own tits hardly paying attention to what the photographer was saying.
At least until she was on the floor, legs spread, and furiously masturbating for him.
It was too much! She couldn’t take it any more, in an instant, using her superspeed, she was at his feet. She tore his pants off of him in a single motion and then wrapped here lips around his dick.
He let her continue for a minute or two before starting to slow walk her back in front of the camera. She didn’t care, the flashing of the camera only made her hornier. It wasn’t long before she was standing up, bent over at the waist, and he was fucking her from behind.
She finally orgasmed when he came inside of her and everything exploded in a pink haze of pure pleasure.
Kiri moaned and put her hand to her head before propping herself up on the floor.
God her head hurt!
It was what she imagined a hangover would feel like if alcohol had any effect on her.
That was when she realized she was practically naked.
Her memory of the last couple of hours came flooding back and she screamed out in anger before getting up and rushing back to the change room where she hoped her costume would still be.
It was a mistake to move so fast, her hips moving pulled on the chain that was still attached to her butt plug and clit clip. She only got a few steps before the clip released, sending a bolt of pleasure and pain through her. She stumbled and fell to the floor once more, managing to stand and get to the change room after a few moments.
She quickly changed into her proper costume, though she took her time extracting the plug from her ass, before scaping the makeup from her face.
Afterwards she noticed that there were two item sitting on the makeup stand. She picked up the first, a round tin of makeup and opened it. It was empty, but there was writing on the outside of it:
"Made with the finest pink Rayton."“Oh fuck me…” she said aloud to no one in particular before setting the tin down and picking up the plain brown envelope.
She opened the letter sized paper at one end and slipped out a large colour photo of her bent over, her tits and symbol hanging under her, as a man was fucking her from behind. The look of pure bliss on her face told anyone looking at the photo that she was more than just enjoying herself.
She used her laser vision to flash fry the image, then reached back into the envelope and pulled out a small slip of paper.
“If you don’t want these to leak on the Internet, make sure you stay away from the warehouse district at the docks.”
The note and envelope went up in a flash of smoke as well and she cried out in anger, then flew away as fast as she could within the city limits… carefully avoiding the docks entirely.
