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I think Photo Finish was the kind of pony I look up to the most. She was my inspiration to start a career in photography. She took the best pictures, and everypony who saw them can recognize her hoofiwork easily. It was hard to get in contact with her, being so busy, but one day she was recruiting ponies young and old for a special project, and I jumped at the chance to meet her in person.
Her current workplace was in Canterlot, so it was a train ride away.
The project was something about an "O-Face Archive", a collection of sex-based reactions of various ponies. Before I could volunteer, she had me contact my folks and sign a few forms. They seem pretty okay with it as long as I read everything before.
I heard Photo Finish is a little harsh, having to make sure her assistants responded the second she called for them and even when she didn't, and taking special sessions like fashion shows very seriously (One pegasus named Fluttershy had gained some popularity just for being part of her shows).
On my way to the shoot, I spotted a book with almost a hundred ponies making weird faces, clenching their teeth, opening their mouths, eyes crossed. There was a specific age range she was going for, basically no younger than I was and near the age of the Mayor or even Mr and Mrs. Cake from Sugarcube Corners (I recognized their faces from the collection right away).
She positioned me on a reclining chair and had a few cameras aimed directly at my face. It was sort of embarrassing, but she said she was obligated to stop early if I said so. If my last experience or two taught me anything, is that my penis would play a part in this. Instead, she poked and rubbed around it, focusing on my legs and a spot at the center. I was stiff in a few seconds; it was obvious she had done this for a long. She used one hoof and started stroke my penis and licked underneath that and my balls. I held in as much as I could, with that feeling coming back like last time. I lost my breath as my penis twitched, shooting my semen (or cum, as some have called it) upwards. Ms. Finish aimed my penis and made me fire at her face. She caught some in her mouth but the rest was all over her hair and glasses.
I closed my eyes during this moment but noticed a few flashes, so I could only guess she had a free hoof to take pictures. Did she time it? Was that how she get those faces in the book?
I caught my breath and saw her smile at me, saying that I was cute and had "the magics", whatever that meant. There was little energy left to even stand, so the photography allowed me to rest.
She then asked if I wanted a retake or two when I was ready. She then brought me my pictures and felt kind of ridiculous, but maybe that was what she was going for.
I guess a couple more takes wouldn't hurt...
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