Model Life TG

My Photoshoot

I saw a photographer taking a picture of a model. She was stunning and Indo Caribbean like me. I wasn't stunning. The photographer was stunning too. The photographer was an Arab girl. They were so beautiful. I was dealing with my addiction to fapping and it wasn't good. I got urges to fap from seeing the model in booty shorts, a crop tank top, and stylish sandals. The photographer stopped taking photos and stared at me while I ignored her. I felt shy from her staring at me. The photographer was so gorgeous. The photographer whispered something to the model. I then felt someone grab me. I tried to get away but couldn't. "You perv fell for our trap," the model said standing in front of me grabbing my hands tightly. She had glossy mid back length straight open black hair and glowy brown skin. I stared at the concrete sidewalk since I was too shy to look at her. "Why can't you look at me? Are you shy for me? Do you have a crush on me since I'm a beautiful girl?" I didn't answer but looked down stiffly and nervously. "I have something for you," she said. She waved her hand and I felt different. I looked down and saw that I had breasts. I was a girl! "Aww you're so beautiful now," she said. I wore skirt which was pink and had spaghetti straps and wore my long hair in a low ponytail which had a left sidepart. My ponytail was very glossy and smelled sweet. My skirt exposed my smooth brown legs, arms, and shoulders. I also had glowy brown skin.I wore pink sandals too.
"Wow," a white guy said walking with his friends. "What a beautiful model. The one in the pink skirt. Oh my goodness. She's so hot." I looked at him and he started blushing. I stared at him more with a serious expression.
The photographer who was the Arab girl came over to me and said," I'm just being nice letting you wear a skirt but soon you'll need to wear latex." I shook my head. "Yes you need to."
"I don't want to," I said shocked from my smooth, creamy, beautiful voice.
"I don't care," the photographer said.
"Wearing latex is embarrassing," I said.
"You must wear it since you're a naughty girl," she said.
"Fine," I said nervously.
"That's my girl," the photographer said smiling. "Let's take some pictures my model. You're going to be all over magazines and the internet for guys pleasure themselves to you. Let's just take pictures in that pink skirt for now." I got in front of the camera. "Chin up. Hand on waste. Rest other arm. Gaze downward." I followed her instructions. "Perfect. Put your foot and lean it against the wall. Put your ponytail over your shoulder and stare at the camera. Bite your lips now and look down. Good girl! So hot! Do you want to see it?"
"Yes," I said. She showed me the pictures and I was so stunning. I looked seductive in them.
"Guys love sexy things like you," she said.
"Please don't objectify me," I said shyly.
"But you masturbated to girls when you were a guy and objectified them," the Arab girl photographer said. "My name is Sarah," she said. "And she is Ariana and you are Sukhriti. You were so short as a guy, only 5'5". You're like 4'11" now. You're so cute and tiny."
"Please," I said. "I don't want to wear latex."
"You must, now, Sukhriti," Sarah said. "Here," she said handing me a bag which had the latex clothes in. "Change in the van." I went in the van and placed on the black latex bra, panties, catsuit, gloves and thigh high three inch heel boots. I came out of the van nervously and looked at Sarah and Ariana. "Damn. So sexy," Sarah said. "Perfect for the photoshoot. It fits you perfectly. I could see all of your feminine parts. Get in the van we're actually going to drive to another location. So get in the van hun." I got in the van and we drove to a new site. "Ready. Now open your mouth and put your tongue in on the top row of teeth and tilt you head to the side. Extend that hip, Sukhriti. Beautiful!"
"Yeah Sukhriti!" Ariana said. I smiled at the camera and bit my lip sensually for the photoshoot. I extended my leg out and showed my curves to the camera. "Damn what a sexy girl."
"You're a natural Sukhriti," Sarah said. "Tie your hair in a bun now to make the photoshoot look better." I tied my hair in a low bun and followed her directions for the photoshoot.
"Poor guy," Ariana said. "He's just a girly girl now. This is going on the magazines for everyone to see her sexy self." I blushed and gave a sexy look with my eyes to the camera.
"Great job Sukhriti my beautiful model," Sarah said to me. She showed me the pictures. I looked so sexy and intimidating. She got the detail of my smooth and clear, glowy brown skin.
"I like the pictures," I said. I blushed at how hot I looked in the pictures.
"What a girly girl. Good girl. My model," Sarah said. "Sukhriti." I smiled. "You love being a girl, don't you?" I nodded. "You love being a model, don't you."
"Yes. I like photos and photography," I said smiling. "I hate my past as a guy."
"Aww she's so gone. She's just a mindless model now," Ariana said. "I love when we took away her precious manhood from her, so now she needs to understand the problems that girls go through especially what we go through every month. Guys are so lucky they don't have to go through it. Well Sukhriti you're about to know what we go through and you'll be so sorry for objectifying girls and avoiding them. Women are better than men. Men are losers. That's why I turned you into a girl. Look at those big milk jugs you have on your chest and you have a round ass. Ariana smacked my butt.
"Ow!" I said.
"You also need to experience sexual harrassment, what women go through everyday. It's dangerous for women since they could get raped by a guy and end up pregnant. It's not a joke. I get harrassed everyday. I hate guys. They should all be turned into women to know how it feels like," Ariana said. "Women deserve the best and men shouldn't deserve anything."
"But I miss being a guy," I said.
"That's why I turned you into a hot girl permanently," Ariana said laughing.
"Please," I said crying. "I miss being a guy."
"Get used to it. You have a pussy now and not a dick," Ariana said.
"I can't," I said.
"I don't care," Ariana said. I started to cry more. I missed being a guy.
"Yeah, Sukhriti," Sarah said. "You must learn what it's like to be a girl. And stop crying."