The Girls
Copyright© 2012 by Pan
Chapter 8: Gina: Centrefold Ambitions
Mind Control Sex Story: Chapter 8: Gina: Centrefold Ambitions - An ancient mind-controller subtly alters a number of schoolgirls to be sluts, each with their own specific fetish...each girl talks herself into performing depraved acts as if they're perfectly logical, whether it's sex with family members, sucking off a dog, or posting naked photos of themselves all over the school...
Caution: This Mind Control Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft Ma/ft ft/ft Consensual Mind Control Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Incest Brother Sister First Oral Sex Masturbation Bestiality Exhibitionism Teacher/Student School Prostitution
Gina had been walking home, when she had passed a newsagents. Realising that she hadn't yet purchased her week's quota of magazines, she had ducked in and picked them up. It was quite late that night when she finally got around to opening up the bag and looking at them. Cosmo, Seventeen, Teen Magazine, Playboy...
"Woah!" Gina said, blinking twice in surprise. "How did that get in there?"
She thought that the newsagent had looked at her strangely.
Well, the money was spent now, and she was hardly going to go back and return it. Before she threw it out (or hid it among her brother's stash - Gina's brother was hardly subtle about his porn collection) she might as well flip through it, have a look.
To her surprise, there was a /lot/ of text. She had always assumed that these magazines were almost entirely pictures of naked women. But here was an article about cars, one about the best way to attract women, one about the latest DVD releases...
Gina found herself actually quite interested in these articles. Gina, in her spare time, wrote. She knew that she would probably never reach a point where she could live off original fiction, so instead she had recently been focussing on journalism. In a little less than a year, she'd be going to university, and she had already been accepted into her journalism course.
These articles, they were a type of journalism. Perhaps she could get a job writing these, once she got her degree. Yes, a job at Playboy. That sounded exactly like what Gina wanted. She'd have to tell the guidance counsellor about this new career choice, in her follow-up meeting. He'd be so pleased.
Engrossed in the pages, Gina flipped them rapidly, until abruptly, she came to the centrefold. She had become so absorbed in her reading, the primary purpose of Playboy had slipped her mind; she'd been quite literally reading it for the articles.
Gina turned her head to the side, in the same manner as thousands of teenage boys had done before her. The girl was pretty cute. It was a good photo, too. Probably airbrushed, but you couldn't actually spot the airbrushed areas.
Gina blinked twice, and wondered how her own body looked, in comparison. If she was going to get a job at Playboy (and the idea was seeming more tempting the more she thought about it) then she was going to have to get used to the female form. Nudity was something she was not only going to have to get accustomed to, but start to both appreciate, and critically analyse.
Nervously, she stood up, and stripped off. No one was home, she realised with a pang of regret. Wait, regret? If someone was home, she realised, she wouldn't be able to walk around naked. Otherwise she'd have their eyes, following her, watching her naked breasts bounce as she walked, watching her shaved...
Nude, Gina stood in front of the mirror. She looked down at her pussy. It wasn't shaved, she realised. It wasn't even trimmed. Gina had never been a big fan of sex - she'd had plenty, but it had always been lights off, under the cover. And since it wasn't bikini season, what was the point of shaving it? If it were shaved, then all the boys would be able to see her pussy lips. And if she was going to be naked for all the boys, well, she wanted them to see her pussy lips, didn't she?
Gina blinked twice. That had been an odd thought. She glanced down at her pussy again. One of her hands wandered towards it, and discovered that as well as being unshaven, it was starting to grow moist.
Perhaps, she reasoned, she should shave it. If she was going to work at Playboy, then she was going to have to learn to fit in with all the other girls who worked there. And by the look of these pictures, all the girls who worked at Playboy had shaved pussies.
Of course, that was the models, not the journalists. But Gina had a fairly great body, she reflected, while checking herself out in the mirror. Maybe she could cross-over, and do both. Model and write articles, surely girls did that all the time at Playboy.
If she was going to be modelling, Gina pondered, her fingers playing with her pubic hair, then she probably wouldn't have time to write articles. She didn't know a lot about it, but she was pretty sure that taking nude photos was pretty time-consuming. She wondered how many men were at an average shoot - the photographer, perhaps the director (or were they the same guy?) - one or two lighting technicians, make-up, maybe a few assistants...
The one thing they wouldn't need for sure was the costume department, Gina thought with a giggle. All those people, just to look at her naked body ... sure, they'd all pretend to be professional, but they'd all be checking her out whenever they could, looking at her firm breasts, her tight arse, her long legs ... some of them would probably nip off to the bathrooms if they got a chance, to have a quick wank.
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