"M-model for you?!" Chihiro asked with shock as Mahiru vigorously nodded her head.

"You're such an adorable girl! I just have to take pictures of you!" Mahiru insisted as she grabbed Chihiro's hand and started pulling him away. He tried to grab her wrist and pull himself away, but her grip was tight.

"I-I'm not so sure about this!" Chihiro said, but Mahiru just ignored him as she pulled him all the way to her room, where she had a mini studio set up. Chihiro gulped as she plopped him on the chair and walked over to her camera.

"Don't worry, we'll start with some nice, innocent photos." Mahiru promised, but Chihiro caught the underlying meaning that they'd eventually do more than that. Yet even if he wanted to get away, he wasn't sure if he'd be able to do so before she caught him, so he had to wait and play along for now.

Mahiru kept to her word and had Chihiro go through several innocent poses, though feeling the white lights and camera on him, as well as Mahiru's gaze, made him blush all the same. Before long, she had him doing more lewd poses, which surprised him. He knew she'd hinted at it, but what little he knew about the girl, he never pinned her as the horny type. He only felt that way when it was obvious how she ogled his body as she had him bend over, shake his butt a bit, grope his nonexistent chest, stick out his tongue while holding his hands over his hips, everything. Then…

"Take off your jacket." She instructed, and he gulped. He still hadn't worked up the courage to confess his secret to anyone besides Mondo yet, and the outfit was the only thing protecting his secret. Then, Chihiro shook his head, not to say no, but to snap himself out of it. She was only asking him to take off his jacket, nothing more. It was too early to start panicking. Again, not seeing another alternative, he slowly unbuttoned his school jacket and removed it, revealing a white shirt underneath as he tossed it aside. Mahiru giggled. He hoped she wouldn't have him take off anything else, because even the lack of a bra might make her suspect something. He did a few more basic poses, but also a couple where she made him fondle his own chest, which was a little weird. He really didn't like the look in her eyes when she instructed him to do it, but the next thing she said really sent a shiver down his spine: "Remove the skirt~"

"I-I'm really not sure if I-" Chihiro tried to say as he started creeping towards the door. She immediately stepped in front of him and gave him a look that let him know he wasn't leaving. If he was someone stronger, more headstrong and confrontational, he would've pushed past her, but he was just…him, so he made his way back to the chair and slowly started removing the skirt. He prayed to whatever might be listening that he wouldn't get a boner during all this as he dropped the skirt and immediately sat down, his hands between his legs as he did his best to cover the crotch of his bloomers.

"Bloomers?" Mahiru asked. "Not what I would've expected but alright." She smiled. "You should take off the shirt too, so we can get some underwear shots! It'll look great, trust me!" Chihiro definitely didn't trust her, and again, he didn't want to reveal he wasn't wearing a bra, so he shook his head. "Aw, come onnnnn, it'll look great! Just do it!" He shook his head again, but her attitude didn't change. "Please? For me?" Another head shake. Finally, while keeping her smile, her voice changed to be flatter and more serious. "Do it or I'll rip it off."

"O-okay…" Chihiro squeaked as Mahiru backed off, still wearing that smile. Chihiro was sure his secret was about to be revealed, and even if it wasn't yet, he was sure Mahiru was going to force him to strip completely, and there would be no way to hide it then, and he knew he didn't have the strength to oppose her. He was already resigned to his fate. He slipped off his shirt, revealing his chest, and Mahiru gasped. He waited for the revelation, but even though it didn't come right now, it would eventually come.

"Oh, you don't wear a bra either?" Mahiru asked, and Chihiro whipped his head to her in shock. She winked at him. "Alright, don't hide it now, just because it's flat doesn't mean you aren't pretty." Chihiro gulped as he slowly lowered his arms. Again, he was resigned, and knew she was going to strip him naked. The girl had him squeeze his nonexistent chest and play with his nipples while leaning over, sticking his tongue out, making generally seductive poses. Chihiro almost felt like he would have enjoyed it if he wasn't absolutely dreading the next words that would probably come out of the photographer's mouth.

"Alright…now the bloomers~"

"M-Mahiru, I-I really don't feel comfortable doing that, a-and I think I'd rather just…go?" He asked, but she simply stared at him expectantly. She wasn't budging, and he was sure she'd grab him and rip it off herself if he tried to make a break for it, which would be even worse. "O-okay, but…it won't be what you expect…" Chihiro said, before taking a deep breath and removing them as fast as he could, dropping them to his feet and stepping out of them as he brought his hands over his semi-erection. She'd seen it though, if her wide eyes were any indication. "L-look, I-I'm actually a guy, b-but I have a good reason for why I've been dressing as a girl if you'll let me-"

"You're so cute~!" Mahiru suddenly said.

"H-huh?"

"Move your hands, let me seee~!" Mahiru said, and he slowly removed his hands, his dick twitching as he felt her eyes on it. "I love it! I'd…rather it be less stiff, but yeah! It'll make for great pictures!" She said as she immediately started snapping. Chihiro felt a deep flush over his entire face as she directed him through several more poses, like sticking his butt out at her and spreading his cheeks with his hands, a pose that made him immediately stiffen more and grow even more embarrassed. She also had him spread his legs wide for her, though she seemed annoyed at his stiff dick. Nevertheless she led him to put his hands behind his back in a way that made him look bound as he puffed out his chest (thankfully she didn't actually tie him up), and stroke himself as she snapped more pictures. She also encouraged him to keep sticking his tongue out and shift his body in several different ways. The entire time, his cock kept pulsing and throbbing with desire. Eventually, as he sat clutching it in his hand, she groaned.

"Alright that thing is kind of annoying me." Mahiru said as she started walking over. Chihiro feared what she was about to do, but then she wrapped her hand around his cock and started pumping it. She proceeded to give him a handjob, which led to a lot of moaning, shaking, and groaning from the poor virgin boy, which then led to him having the biggest climax in his entire life. Mahiru made him promise to clean it up later, before they resumed taking pictures, with Mahiru much more happy now that his penis was limp…even if it eventually got hard again and she had to satisfy him with a blowjob.

Then, at one point, Hiyoko came in and threw a massive fit before Mahiru knocked the girl out and the two resumed taking pictures until Mahiru was fully satisfied, asking if Chihiro would become a full time model for her.

With the face she gave him, he couldn't say no.