Of Panties and Pacifier (Chapter 1) (Patreon)

Welcome to the most ambitious project I have ever created. My goal was to use a full backlog catalogue of photos that I had of some of my favorite ABDL models and turn them into a fun expansive tale. This story is dedicated to the ABDL models portrayed in these photos specifically for their hard work, and to those who have supported me since I first started writing stuff for fun. I hope you enjoy it. <3

For anyone who might not know, the world of fashion, style, and modeling is an extremely competitive business to be in. It can be nearly impossible for one person to stay on top for very long, which is why the business can be described as so cut-throat so often. Girls and Guys push themselves to the limits to try to make themselves the best versions of themselves that they can be to come out on top and make the big bucks. Some people try to be nice in a business like this, but more often than not they’re chewed up alive by the people who step on others to get what they want. One of those people was Chloe Cooper.

Chloe had been in the modeling business for almost a full decade and she knew the ins and outs of making your own way in a business like this. She’d been modeling since she was a 16 year old cheerleader, and now at the age of 24, the beautiful girl never felt more beautiful and more in her prime. With her long blonde hair, big eyes, flawless skin, and curves to kill for; Chloe knew that she was making a killing at doing what she did. She was hot, and she knew it. She had made the most of her good looks in high school and college, and she was still making the most of it now. In high school, all she had to do was bat her eyelashes a little and bend over a desk just enough to show off some cleavage, and any boy in her school would be offering to “help” her with her homework for her before she could even ask them to.

These days, now that she was constantly around other models, it could be a bit more difficult to catch someone’s attention and make herself stand out from the crowd, but Chloe still managed to do it most of the time. She had dozens of models that she was always competing against so she knew she’d have to make the best of any little opportunity that came her way. It was just the way of the business.

As long as she didn’t have to deal with Brook.

Brook was her rival yet ironically had become her roommate. The two of them had been competing for better spots and higher pay ever since they’d first met at a bikini shoot when they’d both been 20. From the moment she met her Chloe knew she didn’t like the girl. If only she knew where her rivalry with the girl would lead her.

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One day Chloe had two upcoming photo shoots and had been looking forward to both of them since her jobs had been wavering in frequency lately. There were so many beautiful girls in the world and only so many photo shoot jobs to get. That day she was doing a shoot with a cute skirt and button down set with a little strip teasing and a lingerie shoot; both of which excited her.

Some of the models that Chloe worked with thought of their jobs as only that, a job. To Chloe it was a bit more than that. Doing her photo shoots made her feel more powerful, and certainly made her feel a lot sexier. Having these photos taken of her, and knowing how many people would see them and admire her made her feel extremely confident and in control. She loved it. The high she got from doing it felt like a drug.

She sat on the fine wooden armchair that was her set piece for the day and struck poses like the pro she was. The set didn’t give her too much to work with, it was made to look like just a generic house, but she didn’t care too much. She knew her skirt and heels combo would have everyone staring at her, not anything else.

Her second photo shoot was in the same building, but leaned more towards the racy side of things. She was in nothing but lingerie and stockings for it, and posing in some of the sexiest ways she’d ever learned. She loved every moment of it as the cameras flashed at her. She’d be lying if part of her didn’t feel superior to other girls when she did shoots like this. She felt like the queen she knew she deserved to be.

As Chloe posed and flipped her hair, and showed off her breasts and her butt, while flashing the occasional smile, she could tell that her photographer was enjoying himself just as much as she was. It had been a while since she’d had some fun. With a smirk she thought to herself, ‘Maybe I’ll go spend the night at his house.’

The cute lingerie model restrained herself from laughing and continued posing, fully aware and confident in the fact that if she decided to go home with the man, it would be entirely up to her. After all – she thought with another internal laugh – she’d already undressed for him.

She was the one in control. She always made sure of it...

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This story was written by Zander Chesney

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