It was a seemingly normal day in Mobius. At the moment there didn’t appear to be any signs of attacks, nor were the usual party out doing any heroics. So, as far as anyone new, it was simply a day to themselves. This was especially good for one modeling company, who relies on sending fancy magazines to stressed dudes who want to let off some steam. Problem was that it wasn’t often they had clients, so hopefully a calm atmosphere would allow them one. Little did they know who they’d have to deal with…
	In one set in this agency, there was a squirrel boy, three and a half feet tall, quite skinny, and currently wearing the company vest, black with a bright pink lining. He was maintaining the current set, keeping it all clean and organized. It appeared like a normal living room, except for the expensive looking furniture. Along the wall was a leather couch, a leather recliner near it, an ivory coffee table near both of those furniture, and a flat screen tv along the back wall that wasn’t actually able to play anything. The boss argues that making their models look rich helps reader appeal. Either way, the squirrel was setting up the camera such that it looked at the furniture at a diagonal angle such that the tv was partially in frame. He was sure that everything was positioned just right, and stood back and looked on in pride. And as he stood there, he’d hear a buzzer in the back. 
	“Mr. Danny? Your model is coming in,” a feminine voice on the other side said. 
	“Thank you, Miss Leslie,” the squirrel, apparently named Danny, said. With that, he just had to wait, though he silently cursed himself. He was a fairly simple man: chose to go into this profession to find chicks to ogle at. Unfortunately, that sort of made the job a little hard. It turns out “look don’t touch” is deadly on the average man. And it’s not like Danny can just admit it or just leave, he’d expose how shallow he is! So, he cool down, and hope that he could handle this next session. As he waited, he’d soon hear a knock on the door to this set. “Come in!”
	With his greeting, the door slid open, and Danny found himself looking at a similarly terrifying yet entrancing sight. Past the door stood a lady utterly alien to their world, yet well known for the wrong reasons. She had clawed feet, and long, smooth legs boasting a black coat. They go up to an hourglass-like body, boasting lime green-like flesh with rings of black wrapped around her midsection and her wrists, her arms ending in black hands with sets of long pink nails extending off them. And on top of her buxom body was a head boasting orange lipstick, orange eyeliner, a black and pink horn from her head, and a set of green hair as long as she was tall. 
	“Z-Zeena?!” Danny gasped, stumbling back. The taller lady, meanwhile, stepped forwards with a confident strut, her giving a shake of her hips with each step as she advanced towards the scene, regardless of the boy in front of her. Danny was forced to smush into the wall nearby to avoid the approaching Zeti as she stepped back. 
	“Don’t look so scared, kid,” she said as she stepped past. “I’m off the clock. I’m just here to make some extra money, same as anyone else. Got that?” As she stepped back, she extended her tail and gently cradled the squirrel’s chin, seemingly guiding his gaze at her as she walked. He felt his mouth dry and his eyes wander, tracing her curvature, and especially focusing on her rump. He couldn’t help but notice her shining black cheeks, either one as big as his head. They looked awfully firm, giving a soft sway with her steps. Danny could only imagine how Sonic and friends were able to stand up to her undaunted. Either way, Zeena’s tail withdrew from his chin as she walked towards the set itself. She then spun on her heel and sat down on the chair, leaning back and looking towards the still stunned squirrel. Then, he shook off his momentary shock, and rushed towards the camera. 
	“Y-yeah, let’s get started…” he muttered. 
	“I [i]am[\i] waiting on you,” she said. Danny blushed and peered through his camera, looking at Zeena through the lens and adjusting to make sure she was in focus. Right now, she was leaning back, looking very nonchalant for this environment. Part of the job was choosing good poses for the models, which meant being able to, on the fly, assume what readers would like to see out of whoever might be at this set. He already guessed that Zeena had a bit of a “bad girl” vibe around her, and upon walking in, she already gave him the vibe of a chick that’d sit on some poor sap… He shook his head, suddenly feeling a little flustered. He supposed that something dominant might be useful, though for now, he had to keep his wits about. 
	“W-well, um, could you first sit up straight?” Danny asked. Zeena did so, still staring at the camera awaiting for something more concrete an order. “Now, think you can lean forwards in your seat? Not towards the camera, lean towards the table in front of you.” She did just that, arching her body forwards a little while keeping her head up. From this pose, Danny could see her large chest, hanging firmly in sight. Seeing it unobstructed, Danny felt a little weary for himself. “O-ok… Now, look towards the camera while maintaining that pose, and pucker your lips, please…” 
	“Aw, wanted to be polite while you get me all vulnerable for you~?” she teased. Danny blushed deeper, though before he could even try to excuse himself, Zeena closed her eyes and puckered her lips, squeezing them together and looking as if she wanted to give the camera a big, fat smack. Seeing her like that, Danny felt his heart stop for a moment. He was usually pretty lame around women, and this chick was no normal woman… Still, he snapped a few pics. 
	“O-Ok, now sit up please,” Danny said. Zeena did such a thing, and Danny contemplated on what else she should show off. She certainly has the lips to show off, she’s brandished her boobs a little… He supposed there was her butt also… Danny decided he should work from top down on the list, so she should probably show off her rack a little more, for the photos. “Now, I-I need you to really highlight your assets…” Zeena rose a brow at that, as if she didn’t understand what he was implying. “Y-you know… Let’s start with you putting your hands on your hips…” With his orders, Zeena brought her hands up, and gracefully wrapped them around her hips, her fingers slightly sinking into her firm thighs and showing off to Danny how big she was. Danny took a photo, and blushed deeply. “A-and please glide your hands up to your chest…” 
	With that, Zeena followed his directions, slowly dragging her hands up her sides and towards her rack. Watching, Danny essentially saw her trace the outline of her trunk, and he could hear the sound of her hands brushing along her smooth body. And the whole while, Zeena shut her eyes, as if she herself was enjoying the feeling of her body, a feeling Danny could only imagine. At around her midriff Danny was quick to take a picture, and when she got up to her boobs, her hands curled under them and cupped them. Now, she opened her eyes and peered salaciously to the camera as she gave either one a wobble. 
	“Just like that, right, big boy~?” Zeena asked. The squirrel felt himself caught, feeling utterly overwhelmed by the display before him. She didn’t even have to say anything accusatory to make him feel guilty; he may’ve held the camera, but she had the air of the one in control. Speaking of, Danny realized he was watching too long, and was quick to go back to photographing, taking pics of the display. He caught her with her left breast raised. He caught her with her right breast raised. Then, without his request, she quit alternating and instead lifted them in a steady fashion, up and down she bounced them. 
	Again, Danny found himself just staring. She parted her breasts a little on swings down, showing off the gap between either boob. Then she’d squeeze them together, showing how soft and plush those large things were. In fact, given her motion, Danny could already imagine… [i]something[\i]… getting caught between them. Again, the squirrel realized late he was staring, and was quick to aim and wait for the proper moments, from her spreading widely on a low motion, to squeezing them tightly as she brought them up. Danny could already imagine some horny guys flipping between those two pics kind of like a quick animation. 
	“Y-yeah, good shots, good shots…” Danny muttered. While he spoke, heck, from the very beginning in fact, Zeena had been studding the squirrel herself. She could tell that his reactions were not that of a professional. In fact, she’s known a few wimps that’ve stood up better than this punk against her curves. And now, seeing him unknowingly brandishing his lust right before her, both figuratively and literally, she was certain of how much of a lightweight he is. And now, having initially expected this to be a boring excursion, she anticipates that she’ll have fun here. 
	“I already know I look good,” Zeena said. “I just need to make sure you aren’t messing up.”
	“M-messing up?” Danny said in concern. “I-I swear I’m doing fine. You’re center frame, I’m taking these pics at the right time… Th-there isn’t even any blurring-.“ 
	“Oh yes, I probably should’ve anticipated some ever so slight movement might mess up your flow,” Zeena remarked. “Maybe I should chose the poses and keep real still for you, how’s that sound?” 
	“Y-you chose the pose…?” Zeena sat there, as if waiting for him to agree. “U-uh right, you might probably know a thing…” 
	“Wow, presumptuous, much?” 
	“N-no, I didn’t mean it like that-!” Danny stammered, hurling his hands up and shaking them defensively. The Zeti, however, scoffed, and stood up from the chair, before walking over to the couch. Once there, she crawled onto it, getting on all fours while Danny took pause before rushing to turn the camera towards her. She stood as tall as she could on her hands and knees and turned towards the squirrel, seeing the poor boy as red as a tomato in the face. She then decided to go for a classic sight. She rolled her eyes playfully as she spun around, using the table in front of the couch to prop up her feet so she can remain on all fours. From this position, her butt hung in the air, her craning her tail towards her back to make sure her rear was unobstructed. 
	“There, that’s stuff those horny viewers like, that right?” Zeena asked. Danny was stunned. He had a brief moment to check it as she passed him, but now that she was showing off… He shuddered and his knees buckled while he bit his lip. Her skin tone made it appear as if she was wearing tight spandex, to the point of it even reflecting the light int hat way tight clothing seems to, the reflection really highlighting the curvature of her legs and cheeks. She looked over her shoulder at the squirrel, and held still. “You better get that camera ready, boy. I don’t like staying on my hands and knees for too long.” 
	“Y-yeah, that makes sense…” Danny stammered. He then grabbed the camera before picking it up and walking such that he was facing the couch head on, Zeena’s gaze following him. He kept his camera on her head on aimed towards her backside before snipping a few shots, making sure her face was in frame. The Zeti was keeping up a stern expression, which was fitting considering that she hade the look of a dominatrix. In the middle of the flurry of pics Danny took, Zeena would kiss at the air, and when the sound reached his ears, the squirrel was shocked and shuddered. To make matters worse, she shook her rump partway through the shoot, which cause them to wobble before him and wobble in the pictures. Eventually, he felt he took the proper amount of pictures. 
	“There should be a fine amount of pictures there,” Danny said.
	“Hang on now, I’ve got the perfect idea,” Zeena said. Danny was about ready to ask what she meant, though he was quickly shut up when her tail whipped back and grasped him. He yelped as he was tugged in and smushed face-first against her butt! They wobbled upon contact while his muzzle was firmly snug into her crack. He blushed deeply and began to pull back. “Don’t look so terrified. You should be grateful I made sure your camera didn’t break itself on me! Now, get that camera in position, this is definitely going to get those mouth breathers off.” 
	Danny felt the need to use some form of self defense or maybe even call the police. This had to be some form of harassment. However, from his current position, it definitely looked like something he might jerk off to. And he could imagine plenty of dudes with… lesser constitution getting closer to that finish just looking at it. So, he brought up his camera, and carefully put it between him and the butt, the current angle making it look as if she was smushing the viewer into her rump, especially with the addition of her tail curling around to catch the viewer. He wordlessly took pictures of the view, and eventually decided the view was definitely helped as Zeena pulled her head up into view and gazing back both seductively and judgmentally.
	“O-ok, I think I’ve got a few good shots now,” Danny said, now trying to turn his gaze away, though her giant ass made sure he it would linger at the very least in the corner of his eye. “S-so, maybe we should-.” His attempt at changing the assault was threatened when Zeena suddenly swung her legs up and over his shoulders, scissoring him into place right against her ass! And then, with a swift spin of her body, she’d managed to bring the squirrel onto the couch with her. She made sore to lay him on his belly. He started to get up, only for Zeena to bring her ass down on his head, tail-end in the direction of his muzzle, while the rest of her body was looking down at the rest of his body. 
	“Now don’t tell me you don’t think your audience wouldn’t want to feel like they’re getting sat on, do you?” Zeena asked as if it were obvious. “Now, get photographing, kid. Or maybe I should help you get into the role.” 
	“M-miss, this is really inappropriate-!” Danny started. However, a swift grasp of his butt caused his protest to get caught in his throat. 
	“Hm…” She pinched his rear and stroked it in a circular fashion, the poor squirrel shuddering beneath her. “Yeah, I can imagine anyone that reads that book would be cumming if they were in your shoes right now. Well, pull your face back a little and get that camera in position, boy. I’m not doing this to entertain you, remember?”
	“Y-yes, ma’am…” Danny muttered, feeling utterly demoralized by how bold she was with him. So, he tried to scoot back, and would bring up his camera. He peered towards her rump, and indeed, it looked as if he was being sat upon. He could imagine some boy imagining themselves being squashed under this chick’s rump and only able to gaze through her crack like a prisoner peering through the bars of their prison. Combine that with her brutal handling of his rear, and he could feel his underwear starting to get sticky. He took several pictures, a few catching Zeena’s waving tail. And then, he felt his ass get released, and he sighed. Zeena climbed off of him, only to spin him onto his back. 
	Danny was stunned by the fast amount of movement, and saw too late Zeena’s ass looming overhead. His eyes widened and he brought his hands up to try and stop her descent. Unfortunately for him, his struggling was far, far too weak, and Zeena was more than able to squash his resistance and sit down on his face. The squirrel’s legs were left flailing, and his wails were muffled by her buttocks. However, Zeena would grasp the squirrel’s thighs, and then glide up his legs to spread them. And unfortunately, he could feel her scanning over his exposed form. 
	“Well well, you’re getting really into the role, you perv,” she said. “We’re supposed to entertain the onlooker, not you. You’re lucky if I don’t tell your boss about how unprofessional you are. Now, get that camera ready and shove it under my ass. This angle will get your piggy clients off. Looks like it’s doing wonders for you at least.” Danny shuddered beneath her, feeling extremely threatened by this chic. She was looking through him like he was made of glass. He realized that he needed to get through this as fast as he could. So, he tried to pull away from his butt as much as he could to bring the camera in real close, making sure the camera was fit as much as it could into her crack. Zeena, meanwhile, curled her tail around to try and keep her back exposed. “Get snapping fast, boy, or you’re gonna learn some roleplay,” she said as she pet between his legs. 
	“H-hggh~” Danny groaned, feeling life surging between his legs. He realized he had to be fast! Fast! So, he took camera shot after camera shot, firing as if he were holding down a machine gun trigger. Zeena, meanwhile, would continue rubbing, now allowing herself to smirk now that the boy couldn’t see her. She had to admit that she wanted to have this squirrel mess up so that she could win some seed from him. However, she’d have to get a good excuse for it. A girl like her couldn’t just take what she wanted for no reason if she were to keep up her image. And unfortunately, it sounded like he was doing his job. So, she released her grip on his cock and got her butt off of him.
	Danny tried to climb up to save himself, only for her to swing her legs back! He found his face nice and snuggly placed between Zeena’s thighs! He could feel her draping over the rest of his body, her hands grasping his legs and massaging them, which only made him feel more uncomfy. Right now, he knew the song and dance. While Zeena squeezed him with her thighs, he brought his camera up, and tried to place it in front of his head. And sure enough, given his current view, his head was craned in such a way that he was looking through the crack between her buttocks and over her back, while also seeing her glance back at him with a hungry look in her eye. She kept squeezing, and Danny took pictures. 
	She merely watched, waiting to be “satisfied”. Danny wasn’t sure what would satisfy her, but by now, he was working to get any angle he could. He tried to twist around, angling up and down, and right now, he wasn’t even bothering to time his shots. He got a few of Zeena waving her tail, a few of her blinking, a few of her looking away, and all throughout, he felt his cock throbbing. If he didn’t do anything… Thankfully, it seemed like she was satisfied with those photographs. So, Zeena climbed off of him and stood beside the couch. Danny groaned and tried to climb up, but Zeena forced her arms on his shoulders and kept them down. 
	“Don’t you go so soon, picture boy,” she barked. “I’ve got one more pose in store for you, and I think it just might be your most important shot.” With that, she climbed up on the couch, and then sat her butt down right on his lap, lodging his cock between her cheeks. Danny gasped as he felt her smushing his most sensitive spot! “Come on, just imagine: some kid with a wet dream sneaks a peek at me riding them like the tiny horse they are. Soon as they see things from your point of view, the malls will need to restock a lot more pants and undies.” 
	“I-I…” Danny muttered out. He tried to squirm beneath her, but she rubbed his cock more and more. He gasped and moaned, and he felt his cock throb and pre begin to stain his underwear. 
	“Hurry up, kid. I’m not gonna let you go until you make some good photos.” He was blushing big time, and he tried to pull his camera in close enough to get some good photos. He framed it to try and get all of her, showing her sitting her giant ass on his lap while she looked salaciously down on the viewer. If he weren’t being threatened by her, he’d be really turned on. Then again, he was kinda already turned on. So, with a few huffs, he took photo after photo of her. More and more he worked, and more and more he panted, him struggling to even stay conscious. And then, after a while, he was forced to cum, wailing in tune with her butt bounces and in tune with his own camera flashes! 
	“Ha…” Zeena moaned, being uncharacteristically soft around her now that she got what she wanted. She fluttered her lashes and looked down at her photographer, only to find… “Oh dear, it seems I squeezed you into unconsciousness.” She snickered and got off, looking down at Danny’s passed out body. He was limp, his camera left on his chest and his pants stained. She then rubbed at her own butt. “Well, I’m sure your boss will enjoy learning what a mess you made of your photo session.” With that, she sauntered out, heading towards the door out of the studio, just waiting for what responses her magazine is going to register in the future. Hell, maybe she’ll enjoy that little squirrel in the future sometime.