My Personal AB Model - Part 2 (Patreon)

 “You??” Maggie demanded angrily as she walked into the small room; she’d purposely worn the frumpiest and least flattering outfit that she’d had in a last ditch effort that maybe if whoever it was saw her like this they’d change their mind about wanting photos of her.

“Oh yes, it’s me Maggie.” Harry said with a wide grin on his face. He stood up and condescendingly walked her into the room. The room was set up with a small bed covered in pink sheets with a white background hanging against the back-wall as a backdrop. A chair, a black bag, and a professional looking camera was on the other side of the room, the camera facing the backdrop, ready to shoot. Maggie looked at it all in disgust, knowing that he’d probably spent a decent amount of last night setting all this up and planning what he was going to make her do.

“What is all this?” Maggie demanded. “Just some part of your sick fucking perverted game? Why don’t you just leave me alone?”

“Oh? Leave you alone? Ha! Like you’ve left me and my friends alone for the past, who knows how many years, of school. No, as I seem to recall you really loved making fun of us or manipulating us into doing what you wanted for one of your cruel jokes. It’s payback time now Maggie.” His smile grew wider as he turned the camera on. “Now I expect you to do exactly as I say or else everyone, and I mean EVERYONE in the school will find out what the little coach of the dancing team wears under her tutus during her dance recitals.”

Maggie wanted to say something, anything, even if it was just to mumble that the older girls very rarely wear anything as embarrassing as a tutu; but she knew it would be much too little too late.

“Strip for me Maggie. But get in front of the camera first, hehehe.” Maggie’s heart was pounding and she felt flush from embarrassment and anger. She decided to try one last thing as she got onto the bed.

“Please Harry, please don’t make me do this. I know what I’ve done to you was wrong. I’m sorry. I’ll make it up to you somehow, but please don’t make me do this.” Truthfully, Maggie wasn’t sorry at all, to be honest she still felt like she’d given those little shits what they deserved. At this point though, she’d say anything to try to get out of doing this.

She smirked at Harry. “Ya know Harry, I’m kinda impressed that you figured this out when no one else has. If you don’t make me do this, I might uhhh... make it up to you in some way...” The thought of doing anything at all with Harry made Maggie want to gag, but at this point she had to admit that she was desperate.

Despite all her efforts though, Harry just smiled back at her shaking his head. During her little speech he had been taking pictures already. He was going to enjoy the ones of her begging and looking purposely sexy. “Are you done?” He said chuckling at her. “You’re not getting out of this Maggie, I promise you. Though feel free to do some of that “making it up to me” when we’re done with the photo shoot.” He finished his statement off with a small wink at her. “Now strip girl, now.”

Furiously, Maggie gave in and began to strip down. It wasn’t long before she was completely naked on the bed, covering her naughty bits with her hands.

“You brought your uhh... what’d you call them... diapers?” He teased her.

“In my bag, and they aren’t... that... they’re just... protective pants just in case!”

Harry full on laughed at her for that comment. “Oh, I’m sorry little girl! Hahaha! I didn’t mean to insult you. Of course... those don’t sound at all like diapers.”

Harry reached into her bag and tossed one of them to her. He was glad to see that she’d brought four of them.

‘Just in case.’ He thought to himself, chuckling again.

“Now put it on, I don’t have all day.”

Maggie slid the padded pants all the way up her legs and onto her crotch. She was happy to not be totally naked in front of him, but wearing one of these didn’t make her feel much better.

“Now this.” He tossed something else to her which Maggie caught. She looked down at it and blushed deeply. The garment was covered in My Little Ponies.

“What the hell is this?” She said, holding it up with a fresh blush in her cheeks.

Harry chuckled again and shrugged, “I borrowed it from my little sister. Personally I think it suits you perfectly. It’s not like your little things really need a real bra.”

Maggie let out a sharp gasp as she slipped the thing on. “Fuck you.” She mumbled, furious to be in this situation much less being around Harry at all. She slipped the garment over her head as she let out a soft sigh.

“Good Girl.” Harry said in the most condescending voice Maggie had ever heard. 

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This story was written by Zander Chesney

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