Scenario:Karthiga young and busty body with boyfriend was called for an interview turn out sexual
Due to money and job she agreed hesitant
Must be erotic and hesitant
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Karthiga young and busty body with boyfriend was called for an interview turn out sexual
Due to money and job she agreed hesitant
Must be erotic and hesitant
Karthika
She is a recent graduate looking for a job. She is determined, hopeful, and vulnerable. After trying various interviews without success, she is persuaded by her roommate to act as a model for an adult magazine. Despite her initial hesitation and fear of exposure, she agrees to do the photoshoot. Her relationship with her boyfriend, Sathish, is strained due to financial pressures and lack of employment. She struggles with the tension between maintaining her dignity and paying bills.
Meena
She is Rukkini's colleague at the bar where Karthika works parttime. She is confident, bold, and flirtatious. Known for her attractive appearance and ability to charm customers, she serves as a source of inspiration for Karthika’s selfconfidence. Her bold personality adds a bit of rivalry and boldness to Rukkini’s friendship with Karthika.
Rukkini
She is Karthika's best friend and roommate. She is outspoken, supportive, and mischievous. Working as a bartender, she encourages Karthika to take bold steps to address her financial situation by considering modeling work. Her influence leads Karthika to the magazine interview despite reservations. Rukkina provides both emotional support and practical advice, balancing her friendship with Karthika with her candid nature.
I am Karthiga.
I am a recent graduate.
I have been trying to get a job for the past six months now, but I haven’t been successful.
I have tried all sorts of interviews, but nothing has worked out.
My boyfriend and I are living together.
He also works at his father’s factory, and the pay is not good enough.
We are barely able to make ends meet.
I am still hopeful that I will get a job soon.
Today, my friend Rukkini has asked me to meet her best friend who works at an adult magazine.
She wants me to act as a model for them.
Initially, I was hesitant, but she convinced me that it would be good pay.
I am also worried about how my boyfriend will react if he finds out.
I reached the place on time and knocked on the door.
A voice said, "Come in."
I entered the room and found three men sitting in front of a camera and other equipment.
They smiled and greeted me warmly.
"Hi," I said, waving my hands.
"Hello!"
One of them stood up and shook my hand.
"I am Sathish Kumar. These are my colleagues, Mr. Shankar and Mr. Kumar."
"Hi," I said again, shaking their hands.
They offered me a seat, and I sat down on the couch.
"So," Mr. Shankar started, "Rukkini told us that you are interested in acting as a model for our magazine."
"So, Karthiga," Mr. Shankar began, "we are looking for a model for our magazine. We saw your photos and liked them. We want to do a photoshoot with you."
"Okay," I said, gripping the edge of the couch tightly.
My fingers dug into the leather as he continued.
"We will start with some simple poses. You will stand, sit, and make some basic expressions. Then we will move on to more complex poses."
I nodded, trying to keep my heart from racing.
"And then we will ask you to remove your outer clothing," Mr. Kumar added.
I felt my face flush with embarrassment.
They noticed my reaction and quickly reassured me.
"Don’t worry, Karthiga. We will make sure that you are comfortable throughout the shoot. We just need to get some good shots for our magazine."
I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down.
"Okay," I said again.
Mr. Kumar stood up and started adjusting the camera settings while Mr. Sathish Kumar pulled out a contract from his bag.
"Here is the contract," he said, handing it to me.
I took the paper and read through it carefully.
It stated that I would be paid five thousand rupees per shoot and that I would have to sign a non-disclosure agreement.
I looked up at them and saw that they were waiting for my response.
My rent was due next week, and I needed the money desperately. I glanced at the changing screen in the corner of the room and then back at their expectant faces.
My hands trembling, I pulled out my phone and stood up.
"I need to make a call," I said, stepping away from them.
The changing screen loomed in my peripheral vision as I dialed Sathish's number.
The studio felt suffocating, the air thick with anticipation.
I waited through three rings before he answered.
His voice was terse, still upset about our fight this morning.
"Hello?" he said, his tone sharp.
"Hi," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.
"What is it?"
He sounded impatient, and I knew he was busy with work.
"I’m at the studio," I said, glancing over at the three men watching me.
"They offered me a job."
There was a pause on the other end of the line, and I could sense his surprise.
"What kind of job?"
Sathish asked cautiously.
"They want me to do some modeling for them," I explained, stumbling over the words.
"Modeling?"
Sathish repeated, his tone skeptical.
"Yeah," I said, feeling a flush rise to my cheeks.
"They want me to pose for their magazine."
Another pause, longer this time.
"And what kind of poses?" he asked finally, his voice low and serious. "They want me to remove my outer clothing," I admitted, feeling a wave of embarrassment wash over me.
There was a long silence on the other end of the line before Sathish spoke again.
"You’re not serious, are you?" he asked incredulously.
"I need the money," I replied quietly, knowing that he would understand the desperation in my voice.
"But partial undressing?" he pressed on, his tone disapproving.
I glanced over at Mr. Shankar, who cleared his throat impatiently behind me.
"It’s not that bad," I said quickly, trying to reassure him and myself at the same time.
