Glamour Girl




 Kenny was beginning to wonder if he'd maybe been a little rash when he signed that contract. On the face of it a fat stack of cash in exchange for posing for a few snapshots seem like a pretty sweet deal. Lord knows he needed the cash so he didn't ask as many questions as he maybe should have. 

Before he really knew what he'd agreed to he found himself sporting blonde hair and a pair of perky tits. 

As he knelt on the cold damp sand and with an icy wind threatening to freeze his sensitive new nipples off it was becoming increasingly clear that the life of a glamour model was not all it's cracked up to be.

He told himself that he just have to keep smiling and it'll all be over soon but it was slowly dawning on him that he hadn't actually seen an end date on that contract

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