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 Lolita Modelling Agency

   written by Jimbo

   The following tale is about a girl going into the underground porn
industry.  None of the details or characters are real or based on anyone
real.  Enjoy.

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   I know what you're gonna say...  but first let me give you some 'inside
info'.

   I was 4 when it all started.  But not how you think.  I started by doing
beauty contests, it was called Lil' Miss Cutie Pageant.  Back then I went
by Lori.

   Mom always loved that stuff, as most moms do in Texas.  It wasn't cheap
though, dresses, make-up, bathing suits, talent lessons, it cost her almost
everything.  But mom didn't like to lose, and she refused to quit.

   The smaller pageants were easy to get into, but ones like Lil' Miss
Cutie was considered big time and was very political.  You didn't get in
unless you knew someone important, or had deep pockets!...  Or knew like my
mother that the way to a man's heart is his cock!

   I can still remember sitting there, in some old judges office, watching
my naked mother bouncing her tits around, on her knees, licking her lips
about to suck this old man's erect dick.  She'd say, ''don't look,
baby...'' and then her head would start going up-and-down, slurping,
swallowing every inch of his cock.  Drool going down to his balls and
finally a wad of white cream splashing on her lips.  She'd always swallow,
never knew if she enjoyed that part or not, 'cause she did it like a champ.

   And after that, I was in!  Not gonna lie, that wasn't the first time she
had to fill up on dick, and certainly wasn't the last!

   Eventually I hit puberty, I had just turned 11.  And I was starting to
make a name for myself in the pageant world.

   One day I had an important show, some modelling scouts were gonna be in
the audience that night.  I remember taking a shower that evening, looking
at myself in the mirror and liking what I saw.  Not much baby-fat anymore,
nice and thin.  A new pixie haircut, really brought out my green eyes.  And
budding new breasts that were starting to grow, nothing beyond a handful,
barely some puffiness, but for a kid they were a godsent.

   Since I had started developing breasts and hips, my mother thought we'd
push the envelope a bit that night and I'd wear a two piece bathing suit
instead of a one piece...  something that was prohibited in the rules, but
mom had thought it was worth the risk.

   It was pretty small, purple with sequences, the top covered enough, but
the back strap were string thin, not to mention the bottom kept riding up,
my tiny ass was practically hanging out the whole time.

   That night, I was ready to make my mark.  They called my name and I went
out there on the catwalk.  I smiled as hard as I could, tried to charm
those judges even though I had seen my mother blow every single one of
them. I felt the beads of sweat roll down the arch of my back, I was so
nervous.  It didn't help that the shoes I was wearing were high heels and I
had never worn any before that night.  I hated wearing shoes.

   When I got to the end of the catwalk, I couldn't hold my balance any
longer, I tripped and fell.  I heard a gasp in the crowd.  And when I got
up I heard an even bigger gasp.  My top's string thin strap wasn't as
strong as it should've been and there I was, directly under the spotlight,
completely topless!

   I find it ironic that being that young, with little to no tits and being
topless was somehow more offensive that had I been older with big floppy
titties and topless.

   I was so embarrassed, but I did my best not to show it.  I just smiled
and waved to the shocked audience, picked up my top from the ground and
walked on backstage, all while still topless.

   Afterwards, my mother got a brutal tongue-lashing.  No amount of blow
jobs would get us out of this fiasco.  We were banned from all pageants in
the state of Texas.  Mom was devastated.

   That night, there was a knock at our door.  My mom, defeated,
reluctantly answered it.  This older redheaded woman with giant fake tits
introduced herself, ''hi there!  I'm Caroline, I'm a modelling scout'', she
said.

   Suddenly my mom couldn't contain herself, she was practically tripping
over herself with excitement.  I sat there, couldn't believe after all
that, a scout came to our door.

   ''Your daughter has exactly what we're looking for...'' she said to my
mother.

   All my mother could say was, ''how much does this job pay?!''

   ''We're willing to offer her a three year contract with us, for this
amount....'' Caroline said, as she wrote an amount down and showed it to my
mother.  It must've been a big number, because my mother practically
swallowed her tongue.

   ''Deal!!!'' my mom said.

   Just as my mother was getting ready to sign the contract, this lady
pulled out this huge book.  She said, ''now she's going to have to learn
some of these basic poses''.  My mom looked through the book, and her smile
turned into a frown.

   ''What the hell is this?!'' my mother asked.

   ''Those are the poses'' the lady answered, ''We feel the drawings help
the child to 'accept' and become more comfortable with it''.

   ''I can't believe this.'' my mother said, ''Get out of my house''.

   The woman tried to calm my mom down, but she seemed to be furious.  She
pushed her out the door before she could get another word in edgewise.

   ''Look, here's my card in case you change your mind!'' she said.

   My mother slammed the door in her face, took the lady's card and book,
which she accidentally left, and threw them into the garbage.  ''Go to
bed'' she told me, as she slowly crept to her room.

   Late that night, I snuck downstairs and fished out the book from the
trash.  I wondered, what was so infuriating about that book.  I opened it
and could understand the shock...

   It was drawings of Disney princesses....  naked, completely head-to-toe
naked.  Not only naked, but in lude poses, exposing every intimate inch of
their bodies.  Nothing was left to the imagination.  Did this woman want me
to pose naked like this?  I wondered.

   I guess for my mom sucking cock in front of her kid was okay, but a
child posing naked was where she drew the line!

   Maybe it was because they were drawings or maybe it was the idea of
becoming a professional model, but I remember thinking...  'I have no
problem doing that'!

   I found the business card and even though it was so late, I called.  I
was so nervous as the phone rang, I was trembling.

   She answered, ''Hello?  Who is this?''

   ''Uh, hi...  hi.  This is Lori...'' I whispered, ''you came to my house
today.  Um, listen, I wanna become a model, but um, I dunno if my mom is
gonna let me so...''

   ''You sure you want to do this, honey?'' she asked.

   ''.....mm-hm'' I answered.

   ''Alright then, hon...'' she said over the phone, ''pack up your stuff
and sneak out to your corner.  We'll pick you up in thirty minutes.  And
welcome to Lolita Modelling Agency!''



   At age 11 I ran away from home to start my future as a model.  Truth is,
you can't stop someone from reaching their destiny, I knew that even at a
young age.

   A limo picked me up and I was flown, first class, to California.  There,
another limo took me to the studio.

   At first I was scared.  I stood there, in front of this wearhouse that
looked run-down and abandoned.  I was afraid I had ruined my life, broke my
mother's heart and was about to be kidnapped or something.  I was just
about to cry, when the door opened and Caroline greeted me.

   ''Hey hon, you made it!  Come on in.'' she said.

   Now the outside may have looked run-down, but turned out that was what
they wanted people to think.  Inside it was filled with people, lights and
sets, photographers and Models who couldn't have been older than I was!

   There were small sets that made it seem like they were other places,
bedrooms, locker rooms, etc.  Guys moving big props and boxes, never once
looking twice at the young models.  One guy was leading out a real-life
horse....  I wondered what that was all about.

   I watched as this one Boy posed for this photographer.  The background
looked like a baseball field.  The Boy was totally naked, except for a
baseball cap.  He stood there, holding a baseball bat, arching his back. 
''Come on, baby.  Stiffen that pretty little thing up!'' the photographer
said to him.  The boy flopped around his little pecker, making it get hard.
You could see the tip peek out from the foreskin.  ''Ooh yeah, baby.  The
looks yummy.'' The photographer said, as he snapped a few pictures.  Then
the boy put down the bat and started posing with two footlong hotdogs.  He
put those wieners close to his face, kissed to tips of them and got all
this mayonnaise all over his lips.  ''That's a good hungry baby-boy!...''
said the photographer.

   ''This way!'' said Caroline, ''Time to get you ready for your first
shoot''.

   So, I went to the back where two women got me ready.  They gave me a
facial, a manicure and a pedicure.  Cute french tip on my fingers and toes.
Lipstick and blush, made me look older.

   One lady said, ''brace yourself, sweetie'' and she used an ice cube on
my nipples.  ''Ya gotta keep them nice and hard the whole time!'' It made
them so tender, but they did look better.  Plump and pink.

   The other lady examined my tiny little vagina.  I barely had a tiny bit
of fuzz, but she insisted waxing it off....  not my most favorite
experiences.  Afterwards she gave my vagina lips a few light pats, to make
them puffy and rosey.  She then took some vasoline and lubricated my vagina
and my anus, she told me that's how you make them ''camera friendly''.

   I was ready.

   I walked up to my set in this big white robe and slippers, like from a
fancy hotel or something.  The set looked like a pink bedroom, with a bed,
boy posters on the walls and stuffed animals.

   The photographer was this short Asian girl named Jennifer.  She said,
''Alright babe, let's start by taking off those slippers''.

   I kicked off my slippers and got on the bed.  Caroline stood close-by
and watched.  ''Relax honey, you're going to do fine!'' she said, ''now
lose the robe!''

   I slowly slipped off the robe and threw it off set.  There I was,
completely naked in front of these strangers.  Nipples still puffy, vagina
still lubed, goosebumps all over my body.

   ''Do whatever feels natural'' Jennifer said.

   I grabbed one of the stuffed animals and hugged it close...  mostly to
cover myself up.

   ''aw, very cute'' Jennifer said, as she began snapping pictures.

   ''Come on, hon.  We need something more...'' Caroline said, ''Do the
poses.  Do number One''.

   I had been studying those poses while I was getting made up.

   Number One, I layed on my stomach, exposing my bare ass, with my feet
dangling in the back....

   ''Mm, that's nice...'' said Jennifer, snapping more pictures.

   But that wasn't the whole pose.  I leaned my head back, arching my back
and touched the back of my head with my toes.  I was pretty flexible, and
they were loving it.

   ''That's it, honey....  that's it!'' said Caroline.

   Pose number Two, I did the splits on the bed.  Legs pointed straight to
each side, toes pointed.  Jennifer came in to get some close-ups.

   ''Look at that pussy, flat on the bed.  Real nice'' Jennifer said.

   Pose number Three, I layed back against the headboard of the bed.  I
leaned back and spread eagle, legs as wide as I could get.

   ''Point those toes, sweetie.  Scrunch up those soles...  that's it''
said Jennifer.

   I did my best to look sexy.  I bit my lower lip.  I blew kisses.  I
tugged on my nipples.  Spread my pussy lips, showing how pink and pure it
was.  Exposed every inch of my body.  And Jennifer shot it all.

   ''Here, hon....  use this''.  said Caroline, as she tossed something my
way.  It was a Disney princess toothbrush....  an electric toothbrush.

   ''What the heck do I do ith this?'' I naively asked.

   ''You see that little thing towards the top of your pussy, that looks
like a tiny little bean?  Turn on the toothbrush and put the bristles on
it.'' Caroline said.

   I did just that, I turned it on and put the bristles on my clitty.  It
was an odd sensation I had never felt before.  It scared me at first, but I
couldn't stop.  I started to breathe harder and sweating.

   ''Be sure to get all of this'' Caroline said to Jennifer.

   I could feel the inside of my pussy instinctively squeezing and
throbbing.  My hips uncontrollably trusting front and back.  My feet still
in the air, my toes curled up hard.

   ''Oh yes, that's it!'' said Jennifer, furiously snapping pictures.

   I was panting louder and louder.  Something was brewing inside me and I
couldn't hold it in any more!

   ''Oh-oh...  aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!'' I screamed and gasped.

   This huge shot of clear liquid shot out of my pussy, towards the camera,
and just kept pumping out of me.

   ''Oh my, we have a squirter!'' said Caroline.

   Legs trembled, voice hoarse from screaming, bed soaked!  I didn't know
what that was, but they were happy!  And right then I figured, if I could
get paid for doing that for the rest of my life...  well, I couldn't see
the downside.

   That day 'Lori' was gone and 'Lovely Lacey' was born.



   So, do I regret having such an....  unorthodoxed childhood?  Not even in
the slightest.  I loved it.  And I still love Lolita Modelling Agency for
giving me my career.

   So what do you say now?  Your kids have exactly what we're looking
for....  are you ready to sign these contracts?

   THE END.

   written by Jimbo Nov.  2015

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