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MidReal Story
Tempting Lingerie Muses
Scenario:The warm light of the studio floods the room, casting soft reflections on smooth skin and delicate curves. The scent of faint perfume and the subtle hum of soft laughter wafts through the air. A group of women have already settled around the studio, their bodies adorned in elegant lingerie that seems to have been chosen for effect as much as for art. Every movement is deliberate, every pose carefully exaggerated.
I stepped in, and all eyes turned to me.
"Oh, look who's here! Our little artist has finally arrived." One of them stretches languidly, allowing her posture to change slightly as she looks at me with a playful smirk.
"We've been waiting for you, you know. Do you like what you see? Don't be shy, it's all for the sake of art... Or at least that's what we tell ourselves," the other teases, adjusting her bra strap with deliberate slowness, as if savouring every second of my reaction.
One of them shifts her weight, and the movement emphasises her curves. "So, what do you think? Ready to capture all of this on your canvas? Or do you need.... come a little closer?"
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Adrianna Presley
young artist, relationships with the models, petite with sharp features, curious and creative
Julia Presley
lead model and organizer of the session, friends with other models, tall with flowing hair, confident and flirtatious
Lisa Torres
another model in the group, friends with Julia and Adrianna, athletic build with striking eyes, playful and mischievous
When I got the call to come to a private studio and paint a group of women in their lingerie, I couldn’t resist.
The idea was intriguing and full of possibilities.
When I arrived, I was not disappointed.
Julia, the main model and organizer of the session, was stunning.
She had a body that most women would kill for and hair that flowed down her back like a river of gold.
I watched her slip into her white lingerie set and settle into the chaise longue, waiting for the other models to arrive.
It didn’t take long before the room was filled with beautiful women in various states of undress.
I noticed Lisa Torres, another model that I had worked with in the past.
She gave me a flirtatious smile as she passed me in the hallway.
"Hello Adrianna, it’s nice to see you again."
Her voice was low and husky, sending a shiver down my spine.
I smiled and waved as she turned into her room.
As the models began to pose, I started to circulate around the room, capturing different angles and viewpoints on canvas.
I set up my easel near Julia’s chaise, studying the way the light danced across her body.
I began to block out the basic pose of her form with quick, confident strokes.
Julia shifted slightly, causing her hair to cascade differently over her shoulder.
I paused, adjusting my initial sketch to reflect this more natural position.
The white lingerie created interesting shadows against her skin and I mixed colors on my palette to match the subtle variations.
As I began to work on Julia’s face, her eyes met mine.
She held my gaze while I painted, a slight smile playing at the corners of her mouth.
I continued working on Julia’s portrait, my brush strokes becoming more deliberate as I captured the delicate shadows across her collarbone.
The other models chatted and laughed around us, but their voices faded into the background as I focused on Julia.
Lisa walked past, reaching for a water bottle in the fridge.
She brushed against my shoulder, sending a jolt of electricity through me.
I glanced up to see Julia watching the interaction, her expression subtly shifting.
She sat up straighter on the chaise longue, adjusting her pose to draw my attention back to her.
"Adrianna," she called softly, beckoning me closer with one finger.
Her eyes held mine and I felt myself being drawn in.
"There's something I need to tell you," Julia said, her voice barely above a whisper.
I leaned in, intrigued by the sudden seriousness in her tone.
"This isn't just a painting session; it's a test, and you're the one being evaluated."