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 Warning: Whale Shark, Exhibitionism, Peril, Breast Torture.

   Whale Shark Photoshoot

   Paige looked at the photographer in front of her as she stood in front
of the glass at the Whale Shark Tank.  She was dressed completely in a
Scuba suit, the black and dark blue suit conforming to her every curve,
emphasizing her hot ass and incredibly large tits.  Paige's breasts were
the reason she got a modeling job at all, they were individually each
larger than her head and her nipples were bigger than her thumbs.  The
shoot itself was a bit odd, but she thought it would be fun.  She had paid
the Whale Shark's trainer to get the shark to pose with her and even
pretend to eat her.  She knew Whale sharks mostly ate only krill, but it
didn't make her any less nervous.  When the Photographer signaled, she
unzipped the front of her wet suit baring the white expanse of her
cleavage. Slowly slithering out of the wet suit she posed for the
photographer, stretching and thrusting out her chest for the camera.  Paige
breathed in deeply as she stood in front of the camera.  the top of her
suit was completely unzipped now, hanging down behind her as she stood in
the lower portions of the suit.  Paige posed, hefting her tits for the
camera as her skin glistened under the lights.  At the photographer's
prompting, she slid the suit past her hips baring her neatly trimmed snatch
and legs.  The only piece of clothing left on her were the straps for her
oxygen tank and the breather and tank connected to it.  She was completely
naked now, and the thought of the camera shooting her was starting to
excite her.  Turning a bit she rested her palms against the glass of the
tank, thrusting her ass and cunt out for the camera to shoot.  "That was
great Paige, head upstairs for the next part." The photographer downstairs
said as he headed upstairs.

   When Paige got upstairs The second photographer was already set up,
dressed up like a fisherman he had propped up his fishing pole and pulled
out the attached fishing line.  The line split in two, each tied at the end
with a large fishing hook.  The photographer from below had temporarily
joined them upstairs and was manning the camera as the upstairs
photographer would be in on the shot itself.  Finally the Whale shark's
trainer was standing off to the side, out of the shot, waiting for his part
to come up when they needed the whale shark.  Paige walked over, nervous
and a bit excited.  When she had planned the shoot aside from the ending
this was the part that made her the most hesitant.  steeling herself she
walked up to the "fisherman".  The first few shots were simple, the
fisherman hefting her breasts, squeezing and pulling on them, tweaking her
nipples and pulling on them so that her massive tits were raised up above
her head for the camera to see.  But all of that was just a warm-up for
what was about to happen.  Paige braced herself as the fisherman took one
of the fishing hooks and lifted her breast for the camera.  she could feel
the other photographer zoom in on her tits as the fisherman slowly started
to pierce them, first one then the other.  The clicking of the shutters
increased as the photographer zoomed in and out trying to capture every
detail of her new piercing, the expression on her face, the slight drops of
blood, the metal hooks gleaming in her over-sized Nipples.  Paige couldn't
help but wince at the pain, but through the discomfort she found that her
new adornments only served to make her more excited.

   Wincing at the pain from the two hooks in her nipples Paige waded into
the shallow part of the tank until the water was right at breast level and
turned around, baring herself for the camera.  The first photographer had
headed back down the stairs to get the angle from below as she posed. 
smiling for the camera she propped her tits up with her arms, then let them
float freely in the water for a few shots.the photographer had given her a
lot of slack on the line and the trainer was just entering the water so she
had a bit of leeway to play around.  With a smile and a wink at the camera
she dove under the water, making sure that her oxygen lead to the tank was
secure in her mouth before she submerged.  her short brown hair flowed
behind her as she kicked her way down to the glass viewing window below.

   Paige posed for the photographer below, kicking out to emphasize her
slender legs and pert young ass.  Paige's breasts bobbed in time with her
in the water, the fishing line almost invisible making them look like they
were just pierced oddly.  At least until the photographer up above reeled
in the line, pulling it taut so that her breasts seemed to defy gravity
pulled upwards in front of her face as she posed for the camera on the
other side of the glass, trying her best to look like bait.

   Breathing in deeply from her oxygen tank, Paige waved the whale shark's
trainer to bring the gigantic beast closer.  The trainer dropped what
looked like a solid block in the water which quickly dissolved into a thick
concentration of krill.  As the whale shark swam closer and opened its
mouth Paige posed the lines attached to the hooks in her tits still taut,
causing it to look like she was cast at the end of the fishing line.

   Paige tugged at the lines pulling at her nipples, looking for the camera
like she was panicked bait on the line, of course, the real reason for the
tugging was to get some slack to do what she had to do next.  The lines
slackened, letting her buoyant tits float naturally in front of her,
bobbing up and down in the tank as she swam for the open mouth.  Paige
couldn't help but be awed by the cavernous expanse of the whale shark's
open mouth, it's gigantic tongue alone was bigger than her entire body.  A
spike of fear went through her at the thought of what she was about to do.
The Whale shark's trainer had dropped into the tank, clad in a wet suit to
help her out with this next portion of the shoot.

   Paige swam directly into the Whale Shark's mouth, her heart rate spiked
even as her pussy moistened at the possible danger she was putting herself
in.  The whale shark's tongue was warm, and even under water, a bit slimy
as she tried to position herself appropriately in the giant animal's mouth.
Facing the cameras from within the beast's maw Paige crouched on the
tongue, arms reaching forwards, the lines on her tits pulled tight once
more.  With her arm reaching forward and her tits held aloft by the line in
front of her it looked like she was being dragged down into the beast's
gullet and was swimming frantically to escape.

   Paige hesitated before finally giving the signal to the trainer to make
the beast shut it's mouth.  The hooks were pulling sharply on her breasts
now as she inched forward, trying as best she could to make sure her
breasts would protrude from the whaleshark's mouth once it was closed.  The
trainer had moved over to help her, holding Paige's overly large breasts in
place as she moved around so that they'd be the only part protruding. 
Paige couldn't help but twinge as the Trainer held her breasts, maneuvering
them so that Paige's hooked nipples rested between the trainer's thumbs and
pointer fingers.  Paige was nervous, but couldn't help but feel aroused as
the trainer squeezed her breasts in an effort to get a firmer grip.  The
two mounds rested on the Whale shark's Bottom row of teeth while Paige lay
on her front resting on its tongue as the giant beast's mouth closed on top
of her, the huge strainer teeth inches away from her face.

   The photographers started taking pictures as soon as the trainer
retreated out of view, pulling the fishing line completely taut so it
looked like Paige had been successfully used as bait.  Paige's huge tits
protruded from between the teeth almost completely, Bulging from the force
the Whale's teeth exerted on them, looking fuller and more plump than ever.
The two mounds looked like nothing so much as a pair of pale torpedoes
topped with fully engorged nipples.  The photographers continued to take
pictures as the trainer slowly guided the Whale Shark to the surface as the
photographer up top reeled it in.  The Photographer down at the side of the
tank rushed upstairs as the whale shark breached the air above the tank,
Paige's tits protruding from the water as the beast surfaced.

   The lower photographer manned the cameras as the "Fisherman" raised the
protruding tits up, holding onto the fishing lines in the classic 'awesome
catch' pose.  Paige tensed as the hooks pulled on her breasts the cold air
hitting them now that they were out in the open.  She could feel the
fisherman's hand reaching lower, cupping one of her full breasts in his
hands in triumph for the camera.  A victorious Fisherman having landed the
greatest catch of his life.  This would have been the last shot according
to the plan, but Paige had an idea.  "Lets take a few more shots." She
shouted from within the beast's mouth, the words coming out muffled, though
barely comprehensible.  "Take some pics that make it look like the catch
got away.  start with some pics of the Hooks being taken out!" Despite the
fact that her voice was barely audible from within the mouth, the fisherman
heard her.  Slowly, carefully her started removing the over-sized fishing
hooks, letting the other photographer zoom in and out as needed.  carefully
he slid the thick metal out from Paige's nipples, being careful not to
catch the barbs on her flesh as he pulled the hooks out.

   All the while her tits were being pulled taut so with each minute
alteration of the hooks it looked like the massive beast was pulling way,
the hooks straining against his bulk until they were finally pulled out
without the aid of the photographer.  Carefully, crouching in the beast's
closed mouth Paige slid her tits through the whale's massive teeth,
squeezing the fatty mounds between the teeth until they were completely
inside the whale.  Making it look like the beast had swallowed her
completely.  Paige shuddered at the thought, realizing that if she wasn't
careful the picture would become reality.  The beast submerged with a
massive thump, causing Paige to bounce about the inside of the mouth,
frantically holding onto the whale's tongue as the photographers took
pictures of the whale swimming away with her inside.  Paige smiled.  This
would be a great photo set.  Now if only the Trainer would hurry up and get
the Whale shark to open it's mouth and let her out.
   The End