Chapter One
Jessica sat by herself and absent mindedly flicking through the pages of a magazine on her lunch break at the call centre she now worked in. She sat admiring the beautiful Casey who adorned the headline feature. Not even five years since she herself had graced men’s magazines, winning such platitudes of ‘Worlds Greatest Breasts’, ‘Britain’s Sexiest Woman’ and leading to a short-lived career in television. She still had what the guys she worked with called a ‘Killer Body’ and her 32GG breasts were still full and pert. But time had passed and at the age of 33 was considered past it for topless modelling.
Her friend Paula sat down beside her and opened her sandwiches for lunch and glanced at the magazine Jessica was browsing through. “You know she’s got nothing on you these days, yeah she’s in her early 20s, has a gorgeous face, slim toned body and amazing breasts, but she looks like she’d be a total bitch” said Paula before getting stuck into her lunch. “Personally, I think you’re still way prettier than her, your figure is amazing, and your boobs are better. If a bit smaller.”
“I think Casey really is a stunningly elegant woman, I mean look at her blond hair and those eyes are something else” said Jessica. “Your right about her boobs though, I thought mine are big at a GG but hers are easily an HH”
“True. My fella follows her on Instagram, and she comes across as being right full of herself. Is pretty condescending to her fans. I mean they are the ones who buy her magazines, subscribe to her Only Fans and vote for her in the polls.
“Besides if it all was all over today, she’s probably trampled on so many people on the way up not many would want to help her. I mean she’d have nothing if it wasn’t for the perfect big breasts.”
Jessica sighed, “Yeah, but she’s still a mega babe. Big boobs or not, she’s probably shacked up with a rich fella”
Paula glanced at her Fitbit and said “We need to go back soon. But my fella has been recruited to work for World Class Centrefolds as a booker and photographer... and he’s wanting to get you in for a shoot. I told him we’re rota off next Tuesday”
She stared back at her friend whose heart was clearly in the right place and was speechless. “You mean have a centrefold shoot next week?”
“Yeah, he’s really keen to start with a total legend and I think it would be fun”
“I’m not sure, I’d have to get a hair stylist and a make-up artist arranged. It’s not long to organise all that”
“Well...” said Paula before taking the final bite of her sandwich, “I can do your hair and makeup, I mean I glammed you up pretty good for your uncles wedding.”
Jessica’s face lit up with a huge smile and said “OK but let me pay your for it this time. This is so exciting a comeback to glamour modelling at 33! I’d given up on it all together. Thank you so much Paula.” With that they both went back to their jobs listening to customers complaining about not having a big enough overdraft.
Chapter Two
Casey was heading into town to negotiate a new contract with World Class Centrefolds as their premier glamour model. Naturally the tube train was deserted so she took the opportunity to flaunt her considerable assets for her Instagram story. She posed by running her fingers through her long blonde hair, then moving her hands down over her mighty breasts and gentle squeezing them. Casey knew she looked good and whilst wearing a brown leather skirt with matching jumper, she also knew she looked perfectly in fashion. Although Casey was at the top of her game, she still harboured a slight fear that her breasts would suddenly fluctuate or loose some of their precious volume, which is why she took extra care of them.
Casey had a special gym routine to help keep her magnificent breasts as pert and full as possible. Which of course she regularly shared on Instagram, with an occasional shot of her toned mid rift. She even made sure that when she slept with a Premiership footballer that they didn’t get too acquainted with her famous breasts.
As the tube train started to pull up the next station Casey stopped posing and blew a kiss to her phone and stopped recording her Instagram story. She then sat back and glanced through the hundreds of compliments from the viewers. If there was one thing Casey knew how to do it was self promoting herself on Instagram, where she’d amassed over 1 million followers. Most of the compliments she received were from men saying how amazing her breasts are and how pretty she is. “Well” she thought to herself as the tube train rattled along towards central London, “I’ve got £5m in the bank because of you lot and none of you would ever stand a chance with me because your all so pathetic.”
Casey then headed off towards the offices of World Class Centrefolds and put on her Gucci sunglasses as early summer sun shone down, illuminating her hair. In ten minutes, time she would become the highest paid glamour model ever and secure her financial future, so Casey felt good.
Chapter Three
“Hello Casey” said the voluptuous secretary, “The CEO is ready in the board room, just get the lift to 10th floor and its on your right.” Casey flashed a disarming smile and said “Thank you Sarah, may I also say you look magnificent today” before heading off to sign her deal.
Walking into the board room was the CEO and founder of World Class Centrefolds David William.
Personally Casey couldn’t stand the man she described as ‘Odious to the extreme with his self-made nonsense’ whilst showing off photos of his wife and children on holiday, but she gave him a warm friendly smile and said “David how good it is to see you” and pecked him on the cheek.
“Always good to see you Casey, and I must say you are looking particularly beautiful today.” As he returned the peek on her cheek. “Please take a seat and we can get started with your new exclusivity contract. It’s the best deal I’ve ever been able to offer. Five years at £1m per annum.”
“Yes, it’s a particularly appealing contract. I take it I’ll be syndicated out across each of World Class Centrefolds around the globe?”
“Of course, you will. I’ll see to it personally that you are top shelf material in each country that we have a partnership with, which is currently 35 countries.”
Casey sat flicking though the contract and got to the section for the company to cancel it. Suddenly she stopped listening to the CEO’s sales pitch and instead read the page with all her concentration. The first clause was if she had a baby the contract would be cancelled. Fair enough she thought, but that isn’t going to happen so I’m safe there. The second clause was ‘excessive and consistent weight gain over a period of six months or more’ which would be considered anything over 10% of her existing weight. Again, Casey thought, fair enough but that’s also not going to happen.
Her heart stopped when she read through clause three: “Any loss of breast size of two cup sizes or more and the contract will be cancelled with immediate affect and no further payments made to Casey.” Her deepest fear could lead to her whole career being destroyed, but that’s all it is a fear. Afterall she took every precaution possible to protect her magnificent breasts, so she was well protected.
She put the contract down on the highly polished board table and gave another of her disarming smiles and said, “Do you mind if I borrow your pen?” and with that she became the financially secure for life... or so she thought.
“Excellent Casey, your first shoot of your new contract will be on Tuesday with Jessica Wallace who’s making a comeback.” David said as Casey passed the signed contract back to him.
“Oh really, I thought she’d retired years ago?”
“Yes, she had but my new photographers partner works with her and showed me a picture of her. She’s looking better than ever these days and would be the perfect foil for you to work with.”
“Wonderful, I’ll try my best to make her look youthful along side me” Casey said with a laugh, but inside she though that Jessica was an old has been clinging onto whatever scraps the glamour world could throw her. In fact, she thought she look so far out of Jessica’s league that the shoot would be done in minutes.
Chapter Four
That night on the bus home from her ten-hour call centre shift Jessica allowed herself to daydream whilst she absently minded listened to Spotify. It was only four days until she would be back in front of a camera as a glamour model. Even if it’s just one last shoot, Jessica was determined to enjoy it and make it count. She took her phone out and WhatsApp’s Paula to say thank you. Walking into her one bedroom flat, which she’d bought with the last of her glamour model money, she felt like she was walking on air when her phone buzzed with a message from Paula.
Jessica couldn’t quite believe what it said: “No worries babe, Matthew has asked for your shoot to be a girl-on-girl with Casey! So exciting xxx” Her big come back would be with the number one glamour model in the world!
She couldn’t quite hide her excitement, and phoned Paula. “Hey Paula bases, that’s such amazing news! Does Casey know?”
“Yeah, she does, Mathew said she was in the office today and signed a new contract. Apparently, she said she’d do her best to make you look young”
“Really? That’s pretty bitchy and shallow to say the least. Anyway, her attitude is her problem not mine. I’m just so excited and I can’t thank you and Mathew enough”
“Well according to Matthew she’s really over-protective of her breasts and doesn’t let any of the girls touch them when shooting, so you can always get back at her and give them a squeeze. I’m sure Mathew would love to see that”
“Stop it!” Jessica said with a laugh, “I’ll just do what he says when we shoot and it’ll be all good. Although I do wonder how they feel, I mean they look so firm”
“They do, don’t they? I’ve always thought they look to good to be natural, but according to Mathew World Class only sign girls with natural boobs.”
“You can tell there natural because her nipples are so huge, but you’re right Casey’s breasts do still really high up on her chest and they never seem to fluctuate or sag. Like ever. I remember when I was that age, mine use to go up and down a cup size regularly. Hers just don’t.”
Chapter Five
Casey was getting ready to go out with her girlfriend on a hunting mission to bag a couple of rich guys who where too shallow to want anything other than a simple one night stand away from their girlfriends or wives. She admired her perfect figure and spectacular breasts in the full length mirror of her Kensington flat as he put on her new dress she’d bought from Harrod’s earlier in the afternoon.
It framed her curves perfectly and emphasised her ample cleavage, whilst the light gold colour went with her hair. She looked exquisite. The buzzer went and she let Emma into the flat for pre drinks, although neither of them drank alcohol, it was a chance to finalise the nights plans, check social media for which places looked popular and get an Uber together.
“Emma darling you look fantastic tonight, I love that dress on you with those heels” said Casey to her one friend she would never betray. The only reasons she didn’t is that Emma knew all of Casey’s secrets, all of the guys she’d slept with and all the hush money she’d made. Emma also knew that Casey’s biggest fear was anything happening to her magnificent breasts. Casey also knew all of Emma’s secrets, like the foreign leader she’d slept with and received a monthly allowance from to stay quite and be available whenever he was in London. It was a pro-quid-pro friendship.
“Thank you Casey babes, you look absolutely sensational tonight, I reckon we’ll have easy pickings tonight” said Emma who was wearing a little black dress that framed smouldering eye shadow, her small breasts and toned flat stomach perfectly.
“Of course, I hear the new Chelsea striker is out with his entourage tonight. He must be worth a bit as they signed him for £125m” said Casey.
“Oh yeah, I heard that as well. Also there’s a banking conference just finished so some of the richest men in the world are in London tonight at the Great West End Hotel”
“That my dear Emma trumps any footballer. Shall we go there then?” Casey took her phone out and ordered an uber to the bankers party. “They’ll be like putty in our hands tonight once they’ve had a drink”
Casey and Emma strutted hand in hand into the Great West End Hotel where the bar was full of rich middle aged men drinking and socialising to soundtrack of piano playing. They split up as agreed and Casey went straight to the bar and proceeded to make eye contact with sun tanned man dressed in an expensive looking suit. Instantly he made eye contact back and smiled at Casey, she smiled back and he proceeded to pardon himself from the conversation and make his way over.
“Good evening ma’am, may I say you look stunningly beautiful tonight” said the man in a strong New York accent.
“You may” said Casey with a polite giggle and a slight head tilt. She then offered a hand and said “Casey”
“What a lovely name for a beautiful young English girl. Gregg Miller, pleased to meet you.” Said the banker.
With that her night was sorted. She got acquainted with Gregg and his friend Michael, and with an well practiced manner waited for the time to introduce Emma. It was easy pickings indeed, especially as the wedding ring lines on both Gregg and Michael were clearly visible, which meant more hush money down the line.
Casey found the sex pretty routine, a little bit of touching and a little bit of fore play and he came on her breasts. Next morning, she ordered him an uber back to his hotel where he met Michael and exchanged tales before heading to Heathrow and back to their wives and families in New York.
Chapter Six
Jessica spent a quite night in on Saturday, watching Netflix through a face mask and drinking water. She wanted to look her best for Tuesday as it wasn’t every day a 33-year-old ex glamour model was offered a comeback to the top.
She looked out an outfit especially for getting to the World Class Centrefolds offices and tried on the new classy black lingerie she’d bought that day. She was still a size 8 with a pretty flat stomach and her breasts were still big, pert and full. Jessica felt lucky as she tried on her new 32GG bra and found it fit perfectly. In so many ways it wasn’t her beautiful face or the fact she kept her body in shape that Jessica had owed her glamour model career to, it was her stunning breasts, and now they would help her again get in front of the camera. Jessica looked around at her flat and thought “I owe all of this to my breasts.”
When she was out shopping in the afternoon, she’d got herself measured and was delighted to still be the same measurements as she was five years ago when she’d been dropped.
Looking back, she’d enjoyed every minute of her glamour model career, with the tabloid photographers and stylists giving her constant attention. Then a day after she turned 28, just like that it was over. The paper she’d had a contract with closed and with no other offers on the table, other than sticking a dildo in her for drunken pervert’s pleasure on Babe station, she decided to retire. There was a line and Babe station was well and truly over it. So, she’d took a month out and started applying for jobs, after a lot of knock backs due to a lack of experience, Jessica managed to get a job in a call centre where she’d met Paula.
She sipped her water and thought that she’s quite happy living a modest life after all of the glitz and glamour of her 20s, but that Tuesday would be a nice way to revisit it and might even lead to some extra money on a regular basis which would be nice.
Jessica felt that she was ready for a comeback and taking the magazine out of her handbag she took to work admired every picture of Casey and the elegance of each pose and the style she exuded in every photo. Casey was incredible, she is so classy though Jessica, as she remembered what Paula had said about her attitude. If she’s rude to me I’ll forget it quick enough thought Jessica, and as long as the shoot looks great, I’m really not fussed.
Jessica took off her face mask and looked at herself in the mirror, she was still young and pretty. “I shouldn’t be insecure shooting with a younger girl.” she said to herself.
Chapter Seven
Casey woke up at her usual time and lay in bed casually checked her phone when a notification came through for the shoot at 1pm. “I’ll make Jessica look like an old hag today, she really is nothing on me.” She thought to herself, as she then proceeded to search Facebook for her, where she was shocked at how good Jessica looked these days. Jessica had clearly looked after herself and managed to keep her breasts nice and firm looking. Whether or not they would look so good without a top on, well Casey would find out this afternoon. In some ways as Jessica was still so good looking it made Casey jealous of her and found herself building up a real sense of dislike towards Jessica.
She then got up and went and done her early morning gym routine, followed by a quick dip in her hot tub and some breakfast. Admiring herself in the mirror Casey thought her breasts would need to be measured again, they seemed to be getting even bigger – if that was even possible. She then casually put on a pair of tight fitting leather trousers, ostensibly to show off her curvy bottom, a low cut white top, to emphasis and show off her enormous cleavage, tied her hair back and put on her favourite black jacket and off she went to shoot with an aged older woman, who may look good, but was five years past her best.
Chapter Eight
Jessica got up early on Tuesday morning and tried to hide her excitement at what could be a big day in a potential come back. She wasn’t just shooting with World Class Centrefolds – which is a massive achievement in itself, but she was getting to pose with Casey – the greatest glamour model in the world. Jessica felt amazing and couldn’t stop smiling as she got dressed.
On the street below she heard Matthew and Paula beep the horn of their Fiat 500 as they picked her up for the shoot. They had to be there for 11am so Matthew could get the studio set up and Paula performed miracles on Jessica’s hair and makeup. Jessica could feel that today was going to be a good day for everyone.
“Wow Jessica you look amazing babe, absolutely amazing” said Paula as Jessica got in the back seat of the small car. “Thank you, Paula, you both look lovely today.” Said Jessica feeling a bit embarrassed at the compliment her best friend paid her.
“Right Jessica, you got everything you need for today?” asked Matthew safe in the knowledge that she would have everything she needed and more.
“Yes, I’ve got my hair straighteners, make up, some brand-new black lingerie you asked me to get and a robe to wear between shots” replied Jessica.
As they drove into London Paula turned around in the front seat to talk to Jessica sitting in the back, “So apparently Casey has been mouthing off again, saying that you’re really lucky to be considered a glamour model at all and would never cut it at the top these days.”
“That’s not even the worst of it” said Mathew with his eyes on the road, “She says you’ve had a boob job and a tummy tuck, as no one over 30 could look as hot as you without surgery.”
“That’s not very nice but I really don’t care I’m all natural just as she is, and I reckon after today we’ll be at least acquaintances.” Said Jessica.
“No one ever wants to shoot with Casey for a second time, she’s just so nasty to the other girls all the time.” Said Matthew, “She loves the limelight and anyone she sees as a threat gets extra bitchy treatment.”
Chapter Nine
Casey was in make up when Jessica arrived and started to change into her new underwear. “Oh, so you’re Jessica Wallace” said Casey in a sarcastic manner, “I didn’t recognise you, its been so long since you modelled.”
Jessica sat in the chair beside her as Paula started to style her mousey brown hair. “Hi Casey, its good to meet you, I think you are best glamour model in the world and I’m just thrilled to get a chance to shoot with you today” said Jessica in a humble manner.
“Don’t get me wrong Jessica, you were an idol of mine when I started out but what I’ve achieved is far greater than anything you could have done” Casey said as she got up out of the chair wearing her robe loosely around her perfect figure. Casey then let it drop to the floor to show off how amazing her figure really is to Jessica.
Jessica turned her head slightly to look at Casey with her eyes starting at her feet and moving up to her truly magnificent breasts. Jessica breathed out and said, “wow you look absolutely amazing, and your breasts are huge but pert, what size are you?”
“Thanks, I’m a 32HH at the moment but my bras have been getting a bit tight recently, so I think I’m growing even more”
“That’s amazing, you must look after them really well” said Jessica as Paula straighten her hair.
“Yes, well I’ve got a routine every morning to keep every part of me nice and pert. I don’t want to end up on the scrap heap before I’m 30. That would be disastrous.”
Matthew popped his head round into the make up room and his eyes instantly scanned Casey’s perfect figure before saying “Right girls that’s me set up, I’ll be shooting you in front of the white wall today. There’s another booking at 3pm so we need to be finished for 2pm” before adding “You both look amazing”
Chapter Ten
The studio was well lit up with the white wall where the girls will be posing bathing in pure white light. Matthew finished taking some warm-up shots of Paula who enjoyed the attention and the chance to pretend to be a glamour model like her friend Jessica.
Casey walked in and sat down in her chair waiting for Jessica to arrive, “Where is she gone? We’ve not got time for delays” she spat out.
Jessica walked in and said “Sorry for the wait, but here I am ready to go”
“Right loose the robes girls” said Matthew as they dropped to the floor, he thought to himself that he had the greatest job in the world. Here he was, getting to photograph to insanely hot women, and being paid for it as well. “Right Casey you up first”
He began to take photos with his digital camera of the greatest glamour model and rather than tell her what to do, just let her pose. Casey worked the camera as she knew all the tricks to emphasis her perfect figure and flaunt her enormous but pert breasts. When he called Jessica up, he did the same, and as he snapped away it felt like Jessica had never been away. She posed perfectly, pushing her ample boobs out at the right time and gave the camera a sultry gaze.
“Right girls time to shoot both of you with your bras on.” Said Matthew as Casey strutted up to the white wall her breasts bouncing as she walked. “Casey put your arms around Jessica’s waist”
Casey did as she was told and leaned into Jessica and said quietly “I bet you’ve got really saggy boobs without that bra on.” Jessica kept her look towards the camera and between changing poses said, “You know I thought you were nice but you’re a total bitch”.
“Oh, I am, and I’m proud of it. When your breasts are as good as mine you get to be a bitch” replied Casey in a stern manner, “Just face it you’re nothing and this will be your greatest shoot but it’s a shame as no one will be looking at a has been they’ll all be looking at me” said Casey.
“Right girls loose the bras” said Matthew as the girls took them off and passed them to Paula, “I don’t think I’ve ever seen two girls with such huge perky breasts in the same shoot before ladies, this will go down in the glamour model history books”
Jessica was hurt by how nasty Casey was to her and had to stifle a tear. Then she remembered what Paula had said a few days ago – Casey never lets other girls touch her breasts and she hatched a plan for revenge.
“Jessica you stand behind Casey and gently cup her boobs for a few shots” said Matthew who was unaware of the frosty atmosphere between the two models.
Jessica did exactly what Matthew asked her to do, and then proceeded to start to massage Casey’s firm nipples. “Are you feeling the cold Hun?” whispered Jessica into Casey’s ear
“What are you doing you freak?” replied Casey as Jessica started to squeeze her nipples. “I’m going to give you the greatest feeling of all time today, you orgasm like never before” said Jessica in a warm whisper.
Suddenly Matthew noticed a that Casey’s left nipple was beginning to lactate and he stopped taking photos and changed his camera to start recording a video. Jessica continued to squeeze Casey’s nipples and she began lactating from her right nipple.
Casey spun round with a look of equal fear and pleasure across her face. Jessica began to suck on Casey’s huge oversized breasts and the trickle of milk became a jet as if a damn had broken.
Pleasure gripped Casey and she feel to her knees and Jessica followed changing from her left to right nipple.
The streams of milk emptied from Casey’s perfect breasts, they suddenly started to lose their famed firmness. Casey could feel herself start to orgasm as Jessica continued to suck on her huge breasts, but Casey also felt something else.
Her prized breasts were getting lighter, they were rapidly shrinking with her cup size falling away with every squeeze. She could feel her prized ample boobs shrinking right in front of the camera. Jessica kept squeezing and sucking away on Casey’s breast milk, feeling herself getting closer to Casey’s toned body, could they really be getting dramatically smaller? They must be thought Jessica to herself, she’s losing her prized assets, the breasts that made her a millionaire are shrinking and diminishing right now in front of her.
Jessica felt the jet of milk begin to subside and looked up at Casey who was clearly experiencing the greatest orgasm as she’d promised her. Jessica let go and Casey slumped. She stood up and looked down at Casey’s saggy breasts. They really had lost their precious size and volume. Jessica reckoned she went from being a 32HH to maybe a 32AA, with her once huge breasts looking limp with her breast milk splashed across the studio floor. Jessica knew that she’d never model again but she also knew that neither would Casey who’d went from having enormous gravity defying breasts to saggy A cups with nipples so huge they were completely out of proportion they looked ridiculous.
Jessica looked down at Casey who was starting to come around and said “That was fund. I guess we’re both has beans now. Except you’ve lost your assets. Getting bigger? My arse you’ll be luck to fill out an AA cup now.” With that she walked away and put her robe back on, safe in the knowledge that Casey would never model again.