My Goddess (**LOLI**, Age Difference, multicock, futa on female, threesome)

Emily had spent about 3 years trying to make the “Instagram cosplay model” thing work. She had always liked elves, and with her sharp cheeks and eyes, paired with her relatively small frame and light skin, she felt like she could pull them off fairly well. But her last real attempt at getting paid for the work was a year ago now, and she had started to refer to her semi-regular photo sessions as “more of a hobby than anything else.” She had gotten a couple paid deals and gigs during those years, but nothing crazy, and definitely nowhere near the amount of support she would have needed to make it into a career. She was 23 now, and while she felt like she definitely still had the looks for it, her marketing job was starting to go pretty well, and she needed to be thinking long term. Plus, her firm let her keep her hair dyed silver, which she had done for about 2 years now since the time of her favorite shoot.

Given her relatively meager history, she was understandably stunned to have received an invitation to an audition from Tyler Moore. Moore was a nationally recognized brand for cosmetics, but when it came to modeling, they practically owned the industry. Two years ago their reported revenue was more than the next two biggest agencies combined. Their command over the modeling industry was so severe that the message now sitting on Emily’s screen was colloquially referred to as the “golden ticket” in the business (Tyler’s rarely documented private life invited the Wonka comparison). To say it was an incredible opportunity was an understatement. Despite Emily’s relatively reserved career, an offer from Moore would make a career for life. Which was perhaps why only experienced and established models ever got the invite. Emily wondered if it had been sent to her by mistake somehow. She wasn’t about to correct them if it was.

The audition was being held on a Friday at the Moore International Headquarters in the center of Manhattan, only about 45 minutes by subway from Emily’s apartment. She didn’t hesitate to take the day off. She could use the rest of the afternoon shopping around the city since she’d already be there.

Famously, Moore auditions had no outfit recommendations, which some felt was to favor the established or wealthy. Emily chose not to believe those rumors. Emily just needed to look hot. She prepared her outfit the night before, though she had been planning it for the full two weeks since the invite first came in. A push-up bra was an obvious choice, used in almost every shoot she did. They took her already well-rounded Cs and made them pop off her small frame even further. A black tank top with a pink angel wing design went over that, which she tied off to sit right at the curve in her waist, accentuating and revealing her flat toned stomach and the uncommonly deep hourglass curve to her hips. After that, a good pair of jean shorts to show off her perky butt. Finally, a thin salmon-colored cardigan went over the entire ensemble to make it palatable for the trip there. Whatever it was Moore might have seen in her, she needed to show it off.

She woke up early the next morning to get her “shoot-ready” make up on, putting the focus on her hazel eyes with dark eyeliner and silver eye shadow to match her hair. Despite being ready with plenty of time, her heart didn’t calm down until she had been on the subway for a solid 30 minutes. Plenty of people had been trying their best to be discreet when gawking at her, which gave her some needed confidence about today’s look. Just to be sure, she turned to a man in a suit who had been peering at her over his phone for a while now and gave a soft smile. He jumped, as did the woman next to him, and they both buried their faces in their respective devices. If she was going to make this happen, it was going to happen today.

The Moore building was enormous, covered entirely with opaque black glass. Colloquially referred to as “the obsidian spire,” the polished black building had an appropriately imposing silhouette. Its design was similar to that of Burj Khalifa – what looked like several combined towers all stopped at

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