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   YOUNG MODELS - 1

   Sue and Joanne, or Jo as she preferred, were sisters.  Sue was 16 and Jo
had just turned 13.  They lived in a small cottage near the beach.  Their
parents had married just before Sue was born and had trouble from the
start. He had worked in the computer field and was completely engrossed in
his work.  The last thing he wanted was a family.  When Jo was born, it
proved to much for him and he left for parts unknown although he always
sent money for support.  His departure was no great loss to either the
girls or their mother.  He had only been home about two weekends a month
anyway.  The rest of the time he was traveling for his company.

   The beach that they lived near was a clothing optional beach.  The
girls' mother had wanted to live there and, although her husband was not
especially happy with the location, he had bought the cottage.  He was on
the conservative side and, while she loved the area and the beach, he was
not interested at all in the beach.  Sue seemed to inherit her father's
conservative nature.  Although she loved the beach and was not bothered by
the nudity, she usually wore a bathing suit.  Sometimes she would go
topless but seldom was she completely nude.  Jo, on the other hand, almost
seemed as though she hated clothes.  Even as a small child, she would
rather be nude than wear clothes.  On the beach, she would always be nude.
Where their mother worked full time now, Sue more or less took the job of
caring for her younger sister.  Many times they would walk to the beach. 
Jo usually had her top off as soon as they hit the sand and would remove
her bottoms even before spreading her towel.

   1A - SUE

   Sue didn't date much.  Although she had many opportunities.  She was
quite cute but she was very shy.  She also had to spend much of her time
with her sister.  Her mother would usually go out on at least one night
during the weekend and Sue was the baby-sitter for that evening.  Sue
didn't mind the time that she spent with her sister though.  They were very
close despite their age difference.  When she did date, it was usually a
group type of activity and seldom a one on one date.

   Despite having to watch her sister much of the time and maintain the
small house, Sue was bored with her life.  One of her friends, Meg, told
her that the clothing company in town were she worked had an opening and
suggested that she apply.  The job was what they called a size model.  Even
though it had a great title, the job only entailed trying on clothes to
check the fit.  It wasn't really glamorous but it was better than working
at a fast food restaurant.  It also paid a dollar more per hour.  Sue
talked to her mother and it was agreed that she could apply.  The job would
be two afternoons a week and Jo could stay alone for the two afternoons. 
If there was a problem, the neighbor would be home and said that she would
watch over things.

   A week after filling out the application, the company called and asked
her to come down for a tour and interview.  Sue was excited and also
nervous.  She arrived at the designated time and was told that one of the
experienced "models" was asked to show her around and explain the job.  As
it turned out, Sue's friend Meg was the tour guide.  As the two left the
reception area, Meg explained the job.  "Its no big deal, you just gotta
try on clothes to see if they fit.  When you come in, they'll give you a
rack of clothes.  You take them into the changing room and put them on. 
Then you go to the fitters and they check the fit.  Most of the time they
just look and say 'OK' and then you go put on another outfit.  Other times
they'll pull and tug some and maybe shove their hand in your top or pants.
Some girls are really wiggy about that but its no big deal.  They're not
trying to cop a feel or anything, just doing their fitting thing."

   "Are the fitters all girls?" asked Sue.

   "No, silly," answered Meg, "they have both men and women."

   "Do the men fit the girls' clothes?"

   "Hello???" continued Meg, "This isn't kid's stuff, you know.  They all
fit everyone."

   "You mean a guy might stick his hand in my pants?" exclaimed Sue.

   "That's his job, silly." explained Meg, "If one of the guys has to put
his hand in your pants to fit you, he's gonna do it.  They do it all the
time.  Its not like they're feeling you up or anything.  They do the same
thing to the guys.  Do ya think they're feeling them up?  Besides, what
girl do you know who hasn't had a guy's hands in her pants?"

   "I guess you're right..." answered Sue trying to downplay her concerns.
She didn't want her friend to know how inexperienced she really was.  A guy
had tried to feel her up once but she panicked and stopped him.  She
regretted it later because she really liked him but that had been her last
date with him.  The truth was that no guy had ever had his hands in her
pants.

   "When you're a model, your going to be touched.  Its part of the job."
commented Meg.  "This is the changing room." explained Meg as they entered
a large room with girls putting on and taking off clothes, "Each girl has a
rack that has the clothes that she has to try on."

   "Do the guys change here too?" queried Sue.

   "You really are thick, aren't you." Meg teased, "Of course not!  They're
across the hall.  Why?  Did you think that everyone changes in the same
room?"

   Sue replied, "I don't know how things work around here."

   "Just because you're going to be a model doesn't mean that you have to
put on a show for everyone.  Here you..."

   "I know!" interrupted Sue, "I just wanted to see what you'd say."

   Meg started laughing.  "I thought that your questions were serious.  I
guess I'm the dumb one." Sue didn't say anything but just laughed with her.
Some of her questions had been serious but she didn't want to look naive in
front of her friend.

   They finished their tour and Sue went for the interview.  She left about
a half hour later as the newest employee of the company.  She was to start
next week.

   1B - JO

   Physically, Jo and Sue were almost the same size.  Jo had always been
big for her age and she had also started to develop earlier than most.  At
13, she was almost into an A cup and her hips had taken on that feminine
shape.  Her personality did not match her physique though.

   Jo, simply put, was a tomboy.  She was really interested in sports and
never really played with dolls or and of the other "girl" things.  She
particularly enjoyed playing football and had wanted to join a boy's team
in the local midget football league.  Although she was a better end than
most of the boys, she was not able to make the commitment to the league. 
She did, however play in the informal games at the local field.  The teams
there were not set but she and four boys usually stayed together as a team.
She, of course, played end and her team seemed to be the "team to beat."

   This year was somehow different.  She didn't realize it but the boys had
noticed that she was not just one of the guys but rather a girl.  Jo, being
true to her nature, hardly ever wore a bra under her loose T shirts and the
boys had noticed.  They also took every advantage to grab one of her tits
"accidentally" every time they had the chance.  Jo had not even noticed
their obsession until one particular game when things really got out of
hand.  She had gone out for a pass and while an opponent was trying to
prevent her from catching the ball, had pulled her shorts right down to her
ankles when he fell.  Jo was left standing covered only by her white
panties but thought nothing of the situation.  One of the boys had the same
thing happen to him the year previous and after a good laugh, the game had
continued as usual.  She just reached down and pulled up her shorts but
this time, no one was laughing.  The boys just stared.  A few plays later,
it was decided that Jo should play center so one of the boys could play
end. Jo was surprised because the boy who was designated to take her place
couldn't catch.  She went along with it though.  The problem was that every
time she got into position to center the ball, the quarterback's hands
seemed to "accidentally" rub up between her legs.  The boy on the other
team who was in front of her, instead of trying to get by her, kept pushing
directly into her and his hands kept landing right on her tits.  She
finally realized there was a problem when the boys on her team started
alternating being quarterback and the other team alternated who was
opposing her on the line.  Nobody except Jo seemed to care who, if anyone,
won the game.  She finally could take no more and feigned an injury to her
arm and left.

   As she was walking away, one of the boys who had played on the other
team caught up to her.  "Are you OK?" he asked.

   "Ya, sure." Jo answered, "My arm just hurts a little.  It'll be fine."

   "Um, er, ah, sorry about the game." he stammered, "I can't believe what
they were doing to you."

   "Forget it!" she snapped but then realized that the boy was trying to be
nice to her.  "Don't worry about it." she continued in a more pleasant
tone, "Its not your fault.  I was being stupid playing anyways."

   The boy continued to walk with her but remained silent for the moment
trying to think of what to say next.  He then started again, "I didn't do
anything.  I told them to stop but they just laughed and said for me to
have some fun.  When it was my turn, I told them no."

   Jo realized that the boy was the only one who hadn't tried to grab her.
"Its not your fault." she repeated, "What's you name anyway?"

   "Bob." he answered, "What's yours?"

   "Jo." she answered, smiling.

   "I don't think you were stupid for playing." he said smiling back at
her, "I thought you were a good end, especially being a girl and all."

   Jo was going to snap back at him for his comment but then stopped.  She
knew that she was a girl and suddenly realized that the boys looked at her
as a girl now instead of one of the guys.  Her whole world had just been
turned upside down.  She stopped and looked at Bob.  She wanted to say
something, anything, but she was at a complete loss of words.

   "What's the matter?" Bob asked.

   "Nothing." she blurted and then hesitated not knowing what to say next.
"Are you going to be at the field tomorrow?" she finally muttered.

   "Ya, sure, I guess so." he answered wondering what was happening.

   "I gotta go home." she said as she started to walk away, "Maybe I'll see
ya there..."

   "OK" Bob shouted to Jo as she walked away from him, "Seeya tomorrow."

   As she walked home, she pondered this new situation.  She was now a
girl...

   Jo walked into the living room and saw her sister watching TV.  "I gotta
change." she said as she walked past Sue into the bedroom that they shared.
For the first time, she closed the door although she had done it
unconsciously.  She quickly shucked her dirty T and shorts and even slipped
off her panties.  She walked to the mirror and studied her nude body.  Her
tits were rounded and perky but they had been like that for a while now. 
Between her legs was a thatch of well defined hair but that too had been
there.  What was different now?  What had suddenly made her different?

   Sue opened the door as she excitedly exclaimed, "Guess what, I got a
job! I'm going to be working..." Seeing Jo standing nude in front of the
mirror made her stop.  "Whatcha looking at?" she quizzed.

   "Ah, nothing." dismissed Jo as she walked to the bureau to get clean
clothes.  She wasn't ready to get into a conversation about her situation
now.  "Where you gonna be workin'?"

   "At the clothes factory." answered Sue enthusiastically, "I'm gonna be a
model!"

   "Wow!", exclaimed Jo.  She had always thought of her sister as a great
beauty but this news really surprised her.  "My sister's going to be a
model!  Can I watch you model sometime?"

   "Don't get to excited, I'm not that kind of a model." explained Sue,
"I'm going to be a size model to make sure the clothes fit."

   The conversation continued about Sue's new job.  For the moment Jo
forgot about her new situation as her attention was now on her sister.