Allison Gibson couldn't pass up the offer. It was the summer after her freshman year at university and the 19 year old Communications major was happy to be back at home and earning some side money house sitting for people who were out traveling.
A particularly generous house sitting offer came from family friend, Keith Wallace. Keith owned his own automobile repair shop and had a collection of classic muscle cars and expensive and loud motorcycles.
He was a self made millionaire who was only a high school graduate and went to the same high school as Allison's father. They had known each other for decades and times were always more lively when Keith showed up to parties or get togethers.
Keith was obsessed with staying in great shape all throughout his life and still filled out the specialized t-shirts and jeans that left little to the imagination.
Allison's relationship with Keith was one she always thought was friendly. He was frequently at family parties and get-togethers. She did wonder why he wasn't married but was told he became so successful with his business that he forgot to settle down.
To her, he seemed like a fun and in shape guy who had his shit together.
That's why she didn't hesitate to agree to house sit for Keith while he was away on a business trip. It would give her a chance to make some good money, Keith had offered her $100 a day for the week, and she could hang out with his cat Bubbles.
The house was on the other side of town and out in the country a bit. The drive was more than an hour each way, so Allison decided it would be fun to stay at the house for the week so that she didn't have to make the long commute.
Nestled on multiple acres of forest, the only entrance to the tucked away cabin feeling home was a long driveway from the county road. The house was just beyond the last few signs of dense city population. The county road buzzed with traffic, especially on weekends as people made their way to lakes in the area, but once she was on the heavily wooded it felt as if Allison had found an oasis of relaxation.
Keith had left early on the morning of his business trip so the pristine home was left to only Bubbles the cat and Allison.
She drove up in her well worn car to the expansive fivd car garage area where he kept his treasured autos and bikes.
As the five foot five inch, brown haired, blue eyed Allison exited her car she wondered what type of motorcycle or car Keith was working on in his spare time. She thought about taking a look around once she got settled into the house.
The wooden interlocked beams of the rustic looking home still gave signs of grandeur inside. Large windows and hints of modern finishes to the home made it feel like a design element in the forest rather than a house.
She was a bit awestruck as she clutched her plaid overnight bag and went to the front door to punch in the code that he had given her to retrieve the key to let herself into the luxury home.
Inside, the house had immaculate hardwood floors throughout with a rustic feel throughout. The main level looked out into the peaceful and serene forest and felt like a refuge for unwinding from the busy world.
The living room's main feature was a vaulted ceiling that also held a massive stone fireplace that dominated the room as it ascended to the top of the house.
Multiple hunting trophies adorned the walls and Allison began to wonder how many of the deer on the walls were roaming around out back from the house when they met their fateful end.
She made her way to the guest room that he had set up for her to use while she watched the house.
She settled into the tastefully adorned guest room and thought about what movies she was going to watch and what food she would order to be delivered.
First, she thought she would make contact with Bubbles the cat to just make sure everything was okay.
Bubbles had been with Keith for a decade and had free roam of the entire estate. The cat meant a lot to him and he spared no expense to make sure she was well taken care of.
Allison, in her jeans and peach t-shirt, made her way through the house looking for the cat to make sure she was okay.
She went upstairs and couldn't help but be awestruck by the reclaimed wood handrail that looked completely handmade.
She was mildly distracted by the beauty of the house when out of the corner of her eye, she saw Bubbles possibly peek out of a bedroom before darting back in.
Allison wasn't completely sure if she saw the cat and wanted to go investigate and so she walked down the upstairs hallway to the open door.
She stepped inside the room and turned on the light to reveal it to be his master bedroom.
The grandeur of the room wasn't the least bit surprising as the large room contained a gigantic king size four post bed extravagantly made up with pillows and satin sheets.
A quick peek inside the master bathroom revealed exquisite white tile, jacuzzi tub, and a large shower with two rainwater style shower heads.
Allison had to remind herself to not gawk at the incredible house and to locate Bubbles so she could start unwinding downstairs.
She caught a glance at what appeared to be Bubbles near a computer desk in the corner of the room and walked towards the cat who jumped off of the computer desk and sprinted out of the room.
Just as Allison twirled around to see the cat depart, something on the computer caught her eye.
She did a double take and then walked over to see the brightly lit screen saver on Keith's computer.
The picture was of a brunette in a bikini with an incredible body, breasts nearly the size of soccer balls, long and lush brown hair, and a smile with thick lips.
Right as she was about to turn away from the picture she noticed something else: the picture was of her.
None of the features were Allison's. She had only B cup sized breasts and her brown hair only went to her shoulders. However, her face had been photoshopped onto a model's body.
She just stared at the picture for a minute and took in how different she looked. A range of emotions rattled through her mind. Why did Keith have this altered photo of her? What else could be on the computer? Why did he ask her to come over to housesit?
Curiosity got the better of her and she clicked the computer mouse. To her shock, the computer screen opened to reveal the full desktop. There was no password needed.
She could feel her breathing get deeper as she tried to wrap her head around what she would do next. She knew there could be anything on the computer including many things she probably didn't want to see.
However, she felt that she needed to know what else Keith had on the computer.
She clicked on the first computer desktop folder that caught her eye.
She opened the folder entitled "Allison" and found an incredible number of items.
More altered pictures of her with massive breasts in bikinis, dresses, sweaters, and lingerie. Altered photos of her nude.
