"How did I get myself into this?"
The single thought that kept running through Megan's mind, as a man she had just met 10 minutes ago ran his hands down her back, before stopping on her firm 18 year old butt cheeks. The fact that he wasn't doing it the way her boyfriend would, but that he was 'assessing' her body, was the worst part.
'Why did I let Vivian con me into coming with her?'
The second most common thought going through her mind as she looked over to see her long time friend undergoing her own assessment. Vivian wouldn't stop talking about her dream of being a model, and as soon as she turned 18, decided she was going to do it. And here they were, 2 weeks later, with 2 guys looking over every inch of their bodies, groping their way along.
'I should have known better. Should've known when she waved off my concerns and said 'oh don't worry, they supply talent for all kinds of jobs'. But nooooo, I came anyway. And when the first thing either guy said was 'do a quick spin for us, so we can see all of you two', or when Dan said "she would work for the Hometown Honeys series". I should have walked out. Damnit Vivian.'
Glancing over to see Vivian bent over the opposite arm of the couch, ass up in the air showing off her goodies, Megan hears
"Alright hunny, let's get you bent over the arm of that couch. Let's see those rear views."
Just then, the 'help' moves his hands up to push slowly on Megan's back, guiding her down to the arm of the couch. Pushing her further down when she initially stopped with her hands outstretched at full length.
"Deeper hun. We need to get a good look" the breathy voice of her 'assistant' for the past few minutes, while he manipulates her into place.
As she bends down, Megan looks to her friend who already has her left cheek against the arm of the couch, looking her way, smiling the biggest smile she thinks she's ever seen on her. Following suit, Megan puts her right cheek against the arm of the couch, all too aware that she's fully on display for the 3 men in the room. Only one person had seen her like this up until today...now she's tripling that number in one afternoon.
Never one to ever feel fully at ease when naked, Megan had always been a bit on the chubby side growing up. Even playing a couple high school sports hadn't taken off that last little bit of 'extra' that she always saw when she changed in front of her mirror. Little did she know that there was certainly a market for fresh 18 year old brunettes with 36C breasts, 28 inch waists and large but tight buns like hers.
On the other hand, Vivian knew that 'agencies' would always have a place for her body type. Always the tight petite body, as far back as anyone remembered, 'Viv' stood a very respectable 5'8, with small but perky 34B's, a tiny waist and a small but very toned behind. Guys at school were always trying to get her out of whatever she chose to wear when the two of them went out. The line for Megan was somewhat shorter, due to the guys not knowing just how useful she could be. But now they found themselves together, bent over the arms of the same couch, the differences in body types evident now as 3 talent evaluators looked over all the intimate details.
The voice of Dan, at least she thought it was Dan, broke the silence.
"Alright girls, reach back with both hands and spread those cheeks open please. Let's get a good look at you."
Looking over at Vivian and seeing her gleefully spreading her cheeks is the only thing that kept Megan from standing up, picking up her clothes and walking out the door. 'This is too much' she thought to herself as she closed her eyes, reached back with both hands to grab her cheeks, and give herself a light spread.
"Megan hun, don't be shy. Grab those cheeks and give a good spread." The voice of Dan giving her guidance, as apparently her first effort wasn't quite enough.
"Yea Megs, you can do it. Just do this." Hearing Vivian's voice causing her to open her eyes and look in her direction. As soon as she could focus, she saw Vivian release her grip on her cheeks, allowing her fleshy buns to jiggle momentarily before she re-gripped them with both hands and pulled herself lewdly open. Far further than Megan had just done with herself.
'Always the show off!' The thoughts of Vivian playing strip poker...or strip anything, for that matter at some of the parties this year, rushed back into her mind.
Pushing her fingertips more deeply into each cheek, Megan gave herself a rough spread with both hands, knowing full well that she was showing everything in great detail off to the three men evaluating them.
As she held herself open, she felt the soft velvety lips trying to part ever so slightly, as her tightest hole strained against her pull. The silence in the room making her feel more vulnerable than before, as the only sounds in the room consist of pens writing on note pads. No doubt taking notes of what they're seeing.