A different kind of model 45 (Patreon)
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Samuel was so defeated that he had no more strength to fight. Docilely, he allowed Alma to put big pink hoop earrings in his ears, a matching bracelet on his left wrist, and some rings.
A little later, he noticed that the top of his robe was open now, revealing his lacy purple bra. It didn't matter anymore, though - everyone was already thinking that he was a girl.
"You know, sweetie" Alma said, as she touched up Samuel's lipstick one last time. "You're already very pretty, don't get me wrong! But I think your jaw is a bit too angular. If you really want to be a model, maybe you should fix that. I know a wonderful plastic surgeon. I had some work done with him and I couldn't be happier with the result! I'll give you his business card in case you're interested."
"W-what?!! No, I don't want plastic surgery!"
"That's okay, Sam. I know it's your call. But here's his card, anyway. Who knows... Maybe you change your mind... Now let's get you dressed!"