Nova Talent Agency - Part 1 - Desperate Wish

Every woman has dreamed of becoming a model at some point in her life.

Jenny: "Mom, I really want to be a model. I've always wanted to, and I'd do anything for it, you know that."
Silvia: "Honey I know but you're too young for that from my perspective, and being a model isn't just about walking around in pretty clothes. It's acually hard work."
Jenny: "I know mom but all my friends have already been to this new, cool agency downtown. They say it was amazing and that they're all going to become famous and make tons of money."
Silvia: "They're all just con artists and crooks who want to get young girls in front of the camera."
Jenny: "That's not true at all. My friends' parents were always at the shoots. So, what do you say now...?"
Silvia: "Well ok, I'll ask Jon and Gina (some of Jen's friends' parents), and if they say it's legitimate, then I'll go check it out."
Jenny: "Oh, Mom, you're the best, the very best." and she hugged her mother and kissed her on the cheek.

In the following days, after her daughter continued to pester her about it, Sil spoke with the other parents, who confirmed that everything was above board. This reassured her somewhat, even though she still wasn't a fan of the idea. A day later, they had an appointment at the modeling agency "Nova Talent" and introduced themselves. The offices were located in a modern high-rise building in the city center. Everything was highly professional, gleaming, with exquisite furniture, fragrances and very friendly staff. Everyone wore the finest designer clothes, was impeccably groomed, young, slim, almost like models themselves, but also a bit frantic. Jen was immediately impressed.

Jen: "See, Mom, everything's totally fine, so you can chill now."
Sil: "Apparently you were right, but let's see what happens. I haven't said yes yet."

Jen grumbled something unintelligible when a woman in her forties approached them and invited them into her office. They followed her into a bright office with modern furniture, and they all sat down on a comfortable couch.

Veronica: "Let me introduce myself. My name is Veronica, and I run the "Nova Talent"."
Sil: "I'm Silvia, and this is my daughter, Jenny. She desperately wants to become a model. Your agency has a good reputation, which is why we're here." Jen just sat silently beside them and listened.
Ver: "O0h thats so wonderful to hear. Then straight to business if that's good? Time is money," she grinned. "So, first the formalities. Please fill out this questionnaire, then I'll need a copy of your ID card, your daughter's, and your credit card details. What I can offer you today is a free initial test shoot, creation of a comp card, and inclusion in our database, which is accessible to our clients. There's a small fee of $100 for inclusion. Then you'll receive a draft contract, which you should read carefully. We receive a 25% commission on every job your daughter is booked for. You keep the rest."
Sil: "How much does one earn per job?"
Ver: "That depends on the type of shoot and for whom. Please indicate on the questionnaire which jobs are not suitable. But on average, it's about $500-$3000 per day. Semi-professional jobs bring in even more, but I don't think that's why you're with us."

Sil shook her head, thinking she'd misheard and hardly believing how much she was being paid just for the photos. Jen's eyes widened, and she was already thinking about all the things she would do with the money. While Sil was filling out the questionnaire, Veronica asked Jen to come into the area for the photos to create her portfolio. It was within earshot but out of Sil's sight. Veronica took some photos from the front and back, close-ups of her face and body. Then she did a 3D scan with a special camera. Now she asked Jen to undress down to her underwear. Sil's ears perked up, and she joined her. Veronica explained that this was necessary to show clients Jen her actual body measurements.

Sil somewhat calmed down, and returned to the very long questionnaire. Jen, who was a little embarrassed to be standing half-naked in front of the camera, continued and followed Veronica's instructions. Veronica noticed that Jen's underwear was very see-through and started again with the same photos as before, then a 3D scan. Thanks to all the new technologies and the highly transparent underwear Jen wore, she was able to quickly remove the underwaer and create perfect nude photo sets which all the Pervs out there will love. Fresh meat to the market. From Ver's perspective, this was an absolute stroke of luck, which will bring her a lot of money right now without her having to do much at all. Afterward, she gave Jen a large exercise ball and had her pose on it. All by herself, she got great photos of Jen's ass, tits, nipples, and her small, shower-stained pussy. Veronica had to provide some guidance, and so almost everything happened by itself.

She could have just posed naked. Ver hadn't quite mastered the art of shooting her vagina yet; Jen was somewhat hesitant, which was understandable. Then she had an idea: she gave Jen a chair with an open back and told her to straddle it. Obediently, Jen jumped onto the chair, and in milliseconds without thinking her legs were spread wide, her pussy ready to be photographed. Oh, I love it when they are young, naive, and stupid, thought Ver. The spread revealed a bit of her labia on either side, and her pubic hair was clearly visible. There was a large, fresh stain on her panties, because apparently, her little pussy was getting wet from the spectacle. Jackpot, thought Veronica. Jen, in her naiveté, didn't notice a thing. So Veronica got exactly what she wanted without mother and daughter finding out.

After Ver went back to her desk, told Jen to get dressed again, and politely asked Sil how far she'd gotten with the questionnaire.

Sil: "I'll be finished in a minute. You want to know quite a lot."
Ver: "Yes, we're legally required to. We're a reputable agency."
Sil: "I can tell. Everything's very professional."
Ver: "It's good that we can convey that to the outside world. That's very important in our business."

After she had captured every possible shot from every angle Ver separated Jen's soft porn photos from her regular ones and automatically created a public portfolio. Then she asked mother and daughter to come in for a chat and evaluation. She presented them both with the professional portfolio, which impressed them both greatly. Luckily, Sil had no idea about the other photos, and Jen was too stupid or intimidated to ask.

Veronica said, "Well, Jen, you're an extraordinary beauty." Jen immediately blushed, as she wasn't used to such compliments, while Sil smiled proudly. "A little shy, but that's normal. Your body language is a bit awkward, but that can be improved with some courses and prep shoots. We'd cover the costs if you wanted to register with us. You definitely have model proportions and could really make it big someday. Take a look at your AI 3D animation here."

Sil and Jen stared in astonishment at the large monitor in Ver's office. On it, Jen appeared to float weightlessly down the catwalk. The whole thing was accompanied by enthusiastic spectators and frenetic applause. Veronica's psychological tactics always worked. Also this time.

Ver: "We determined your body measurements through the scan. Cup size B, waist 60cm, and so on... You'd be suitable as an underwear model, too. I see your mother didn't check that box. Too bad." Sil already knew what was coming.
Jen: "Mom, why not?"
Ver: "Yes, Silvia, why not? It brings in a lot of money, and that's how all the super models became truly famous. Schiffer, Klum, Evangelista, Hadid, Yai, Jenner, to just name some of them."
Jen: "Please, Mom... Come on. Please." Jen looked pleadingly at her mother which could barely resist.
Sil: "Ok ok, but before these photos are published, I want to see them first."
Ver: "Of course, no problem."
Jen: "Oh, Mom, you're the best," she giggled and hugged her mother. Sil had a queasy feeling, which she swallowed.
Ver: "Good, now that that's done, please have the contract signed. Have you read it?"
Sil: "Not entirely, but I trust you."
Ver: "Sure you can, and thank you for your trust. We won't let you down." You should read it mommy, Ver thought Ver, grinning at Sil and Jen.

Jen and Sil signed the contract together, and that sealed the deal. Then Ver escorted them both out of her office, but before letting them go, she asked Silvia for a quick private chat.

Ver: "Silvia, just a word, please." Sil looked at Jen and sent her into the anteroom to wait for her. Then Ver closed the door, and Sil sat down in the chair in front of Ver's desk.
Ver: "How do I begin... As a mother, I know it's hard to let go."
Sil: "What do you mean?"
Ver: "Well, I've noticed that you have a very strong protective instinct toward your daughter, and that's usually a very good thing. I assume Jenny is your only child."
Sil: "Yes, exactly. My everything. I really lov..." Ver interrupted her with a dismissive hand gesture.
Ver: "Yes for sure… listen, if this is going to work, I'd like to ask you to get used to the idea of ​​letting go. I know many parents like you, and I have these kinds of conversations often."
Sil: "But, how..."
Ver: "Let me finish please!" Ver commanded. Sil was completely taken aback and remained silent. Now she was meeting the Businesswoman Veronica. Tough, cold, and profit-driven. "Jen needs to start standing on her own two feet. She's not getting any younger. Many models start much earlier. She's already relatively late to the game and therefore needs to really speed up now. There's a lot of catching up to do."
Sil: "But she's still so young."
Ver: "I've seen and even managed younger models. They were all more independent than Jen was at that age." Which was a blatant lie. "You're welcome to bring Jen to the upcoming training shoots, but she should do the shoots on her own. That will give her confidence and strengthen her for this business if she wants to be successful. I Need you as her most trusted person on board. It won't work without you, Silvia. You're my most important ally. Do you understand?"
Sil: "I don't think that..." Ver stared imperiously at her.
Ver: "I wasn't finished. You're certainly a good mother, but you're not doing your child any favors by shielding her from everything. A little fresh air strengthens the immune system. You've seen how things are run around here. Everything highly professional and organized, isn't it?"
Sil: "That's true, but I can't just leave her alone," Ver cut her off.
Ver: "You don't Silvia. If you're not around, I'll personally take care of her and treat her like my own daughter. You must let control go. You and your behavior are the key to your daughter's success. Are you paving the way for her, or are you continuing to put obstacles in her path? Think about that, and now get back to your daughter. She's probably bored by now."

Sil returned to her daughter in the anteroom, confused by Vers's words. At the same time, the assistant bombarded her immediately with questions about tomorrow's appointment. They fully focused on scheduling a training shoot at the agency for the next day when an elegant, well-built young man entered Veronica's office. Sil, who still had Vers' words in her ear, tried to understand what the two were talking about.

Ver: "Subject 4325 VP (Virgin Pussy) SCP (Public Sedcard) created and ready to upload. SCVP also ready to upload to the relevant model forums. Code -Pussy Galore- as soon as possible, standard (price) plus 20 (percent) C (Cunt) status."
Man: "Understood, Madam. Will do immediately. Consent obtained from 4325?"
Ver: "Contract signed. CR (Copyright) and everything else transferred to us. Subject will be trained and conditioned. New appointment tomorrow. Prepare everything necessary."
Man: "The whole program?"
Ver: "We'll take it slow. 4325 is a VP with high potential, needs some proper upskilling."
Man: "Understood. HMT (Hardcore Male Training)? "
Ver: "Not yet. For now SI (Slow Intro), then RMT (Rapid Mental Transformation), and hopefully full SS (Slut Status) in 3-6 months. Goal: compatible with all clients wishes without AL (Age Limitation)."
Man: "Oh, that's ambitious. The MS (Mother Ship) would have to be neutralized first."
Ver: "Don't worry, I'm on it, we'll manage. You have to think positively." Then she left her office, passing Sil with a friendly smile and wishing a beautiful day.

Sil could only half-listen, as she was simultaneously scheduling the appointment with the assistant. Subject 4325 VP, SCP, SCVP, Pussy Galore, CR, SI, SL, MS...? What were the two talking about? Must be some kind of internal code. Sil interpreted it all as further proof of the agency's professionalism. After all, her daughter seemed to be classified as a VIP with high potential, which greatly reassured Sil. Especially after the conversation with Veronica. When Ver passed them she replied and saw her very reassuring friendly smile.

On the way home, Sil suggested to her daughter that she would only drive her to the agency tomorrow and pick her up again, but not come to the office. Jen couldn't believe her ears. Overjoyed, she threw her arms around her mother during the drive. She immediately texted her friends, who could hardly believe it. Then Jen said something to her mother that sent shivers down her spine:

Jen: "Mom, I always thought you were super uptight and prudish, but right now you're the coolest mom in the world. I'm so happy, and my friends think you're amazing too. They wish they had a mom like you." Sil was close to tears.
Sil: "I... I'm speechless. I just want the best for you."
Jen: "I know, Mom. Thank you."

Sil was so proud of her daughter and of herself. Had Veronica been right? After all, she'd been doing her job successfully for a long time and knew what it took. Sil decided to give her daughter more freedom, even though it was difficult for her.

Shortly after arriving home, Sil received a message from Veronica:
Ver: "Hi Silvia, this is Veronica. Please send me Jenny's cell phone number immediately."
Sil: "Hi Veronica, can't we talk on my cell phone? I can get Jen quickly."
Ver: "Silvia, we already talked about this. Jen can handle it on her own. The number, please."

Reluctantly, Sil shared the number. From now on, she would miss out on a lot if she wasn't careful, she thought, finding herself doing exactly what Ver had discussed with her. She needed to trust her daughter more and let her go. But was she old enough? Sil was very conservative in that regard. In her eyes, you weren't considered an adult until the age of 21, which was still a way off for Jen. She took the plunge, even though it was difficult.

Upstairs in her room, Jen was lying on her bed chatting with her friends when she received a message from an unknown number. Curious, she began to read:

Ver: "Hi Jen, this is Veronica from Nova Talent." Jen's heart was pounding in her chest. "Your mother gave me your number." Jen was a little surprised and immediately asked her mom, who confirmed it. Sil just thought, "Veronica doesn't waste any time. Typical businesswoman."
Jen: "Hi Veronica, how are you?" Jen didn't know what to text.
Ver: "Call me Nica, we'll be spending a lot of time together from now on."
Jen: "OK, Nica." Her heart was still pounding heavily.
Ver: "Cool, Jen. For tomorrow, please bring several sets of lingerie. Like the one from today, it was amazing." Jen blushed. "Not cotton, but lace. Here's a selection: boudoir style, balcony & half cup, minimalist chic, etc."
Jen: "Oh, sorry, I don't think I have anything like that… but I can quickly wash today's clothes and bring them back tomorrow."
Ver: "LOL okay, do that. We still have some stuff here, and later we'll go shopping the two of us, I'd say. What do you think?"
Jen: "But I don't have much money. If we go to Walmart or something, they have nice underwear too."
Ver: "Hahaha... Walmart. No, no, let me surprise you. Nova pays, and you pay it back from your first paycheck. Okay?"
Jen: "Yeah, sure, I'd love to... wow, I'm so incredibly happy!" Veronica grinned on the other end. Those psychology courses were paying off again.
Ver: "Perfect. So I'll see you tomorrow with your mom?"
Jen: "No, no, I'm coming alone. My mom isn't coming."
Ver: "Amazing honey. I see you're as independent as I thought." Jen blushed furiously.
Jen: "See you tomorrow, Nica."
Ver: "See you tomorrow, Jen."

Jen had to look up what all the different styles were and quickly found some impressive pictures. Everything was beautiful, elegant, and aesthetically pleasing. She was so excited for tomorrow's shoot. Then she rummaged through her underwear, but she already knew she didn't have anything even remotely comparable. The underwear she was wearing was already the highlight of her selection. She quickly realized she had to accept Nica's offer and was already getting excited again. Soon she would be whisked away to a world she had only dreamed of until now. Surrounded by beautiful clothes and people, she herself would be in photos and on the catwalk, admired by everyone. She could hardly believe her luck and only now noticed that her body was incredibly aroused in every way by the new experiences. She looked in her panties and only now noticed the large stain of vaginal fluid, which must have leaked from her vagina during the shoot.

Was that visible in the photos? Had Veronica noticed and only said nothing out of politeness? Her thoughts swirled, and butterflies fluttered in her stomach. Her pussy produced even more lubrication, and suddenly she realized that her hand had slipped inside her panties as if of its own accord. Her fingers began to spread the juice over her lips and clit. It was like a rush of the senses, a natural, automatic response. Her delicate, slender fingers circled her small clitoris again and again, which slowly swelled, arched, and cried out, "More, give me more!" More juice flowed from her pussy, gush upon gush with each new wave of arousal, already slowly trickling down toward her small, virgin anus.

She tried to catch the flow, to tame it, but like a raging torrent in the mountains after the snow melted, the juice carved its way irresistibly through the valleys of Mount Pubis. Instead, as so often before, her delicate fingers strayed to the entrance of her tight little asshole and slowly massaged themselves inside. Meanwhile, with her other hand, she continued rhythmically rubbing her intensely swollen, throbbing, increasingly sensitive clit. Now two fingers deep inside her ass, one hard massaging her clit, and now two more inside her virgin pussy. She came harder than ever in a blazing orgasm, spraying her juices in a high arc across her room like never before. Accompanied by loud moans and gasps, she savored the deep inner pleasure. Sil, as she had a few times before, overheard everything and was happy for her daughter. Somewhat envious of the youth and also with a wet panty, she stood one floor below in the kitchen preparing the food.

To be continued...