FPF: Filling In 7

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"Better enjoy these tits while I've got em." I said to myself as I snapped a POV shot of my temporary knockers. "Darrell is gonna be fucking pissed."

Earlier that day, I was at the photoshoot which was pretty much the sole reason that I got to wear the First-Person Female doll and Darrell's alter ego, Danielle, in the first place. But after shutting off all the modules which made living in her body second nature, I was stuck in a foreign body - and acting like it. Mike, the young and successful director of photography for the magazine, had called me back to resume shooting. But I was flustered. What would I do?

"Danielle? Are you ready to keep going?" Mike asked. "Coming!" I said, walking in the way I remembered myself doing earlier under the safe guidance of the modules. I was still pretty turned on from all the groping that had gone on earlier and the long stroke of my pussy which I allowed myself. But that was before I realized that some of the other models were smoking hot. I mean, shit, I had barely even paid them attention before, stuck in my own world. But the other girls that the agency was shooting in different parts of the mansion were also super hot. My eyes were drawn to one. Her tits weren't as big as mine, that was a given, but her proportions were amazing and she cut a fine hourglass figure.

"Um... Danielle, can we get started? You're looking over at Sabrina right now." I guess I had been caught staring. But god damn, could you blame me?

"I was thinking we could shoot together?" Panicking, and still horny, I threw out the first thing that came to mind. "Well we weren't planning to. But sure, I think that could be fun!" Mike added. "Sabrina, can you come over here a sec?"

"Sure thing Mike!" She said in a cheery, upbeat way. Her personality was as big a turn on as her body and I could already feel my pussy lips sliding together as a damp spot appeared on my thankfully dark bikini bottom.

"Hey Danielle! I'm loving that piece on you. Is that by Fashionista Swimwear?" She asked.

My male mind had absolutely no clue, and being in front of a goddess whose beauty was frying my brain. "Yeah, I think so?" I stated. "But I'd really like to see you in it." As soon as I said the words my breath caught in my throat. This was gonna give me away.

"Hm, OK! Miriam, do we have this in a 30 Triple D?" I guess my disguise as Danielle was paying off since she went along with what I said without a hitch.

After an eternity of pussy throbbing denial, she came back, decked out in the same bikini as me. Mike pushed us together, and we started posing.

Even though my tits were huge, I couldn't take my eyes off hers. I must have been looking at them in over half of the shots.

I was so worried about modelling and posing, but it didn't really seem hard at all. This body was so perfect, any way I moved it just happened to look hot. I did get more critiques than before from Mike, but I seemed to be OK for the most part.

"See something you like girlie?" Sabrina asked, tracking my gaze.

"I mean, yeah, who wouldn't!" I said, not shifting my eyes for a sec. "Can I take 'em for a spin?"

"Uhh, OK", she said, her voice faltering. "I mean, we're both girls here. As long as I can do the same to yours."

I reached out, past my own tits, and grabbed hers with my manicured hands. They felt a little softer, but otherwise pretty close to mine. Sabrina did the same, taking my gargantuan tits in her tiny hands.

"Danielle, I have no idea how you carry these around all day!" She said, smiling and laughing. "Your back must be super strong!"

"Yeah, but they're so much fun to play with." I added, trying my best to keep the extreme sexual thrill I was getting from all this under the surface.

We changed outfits and did a few more scenes together, and I still couldn't stop my eyes from bouncing between her tits and mine.

"This is great girls. Anything else you wanted to do today?" Mike added after a few good sessions.

Figuring I would try my luck, I let something out: "We should both do a couple nude shots!"

"Um... Danielle, you know our magazine doesn't do nudes. We're pretty big and that could hurt our brand." Mike said.

"Yeah, I don't do nudes either. And I thought you told me before that part of your career was behind you?" Sabrina added.

"C'mon, just a few?" I pouted, bouncing my tits up and down by acting more animated than necessary.

"Well, if you insist, I guess we can take a few. Don't be surprised if these don't get into print though." Mike said.

Not wanting to disappoint, I threw on some red lingerie before baring my tits for the world to see. Even Sabrina was speechless.

"Wow, um, those are incredible." Mike stuttered. Even though he took photos of half naked girls for a living, these bad boys were enough to make him lose his cool.

We took photos for longer than expected. Sabrina left, and it was just me and Mike.

"How are you liking these pics?" I asked.

"They're amazing, just not something I can print." Mike replied.

"Well maybe you can keep them for your, ahem, personal use." I added, leaning into the tension. Maybe adding the block was smart. Danielle's body was clearly attracted to Mike.

"Why would I use photos when I have the real thing right here?" He said, walking in my direction.

We stared into each other's eyes, pressing our chests together, before locking lips. And that's the story of how I ended up fucking the director of photography for the magazine Darrell so desperately wanted to impress.

Yep, he was going to be pissed.