|
Our forum has over 13 million
photos, videos and .ZIP files.
uploaded by our members!
|
|
#21
|
|||
|
|||
|
Quote:
|
|
#22
|
|||
|
|||
|
Added a short chapter on "Nothing to Hide".
|
|
#23
|
||||
|
||||
|
Good stuff!
|
|
#24
|
|||
|
|||
|
Man this is great, interested to see where you'll take this. Keep up the good work
|
|
#25
|
||||
|
||||
|
They filmed the flashback scene she'd read first. First they filmed Jennifer staring at Brianna in a classroom. Both girl's hair was done up to make them look younger. Jennifer was directed to stare longingly at Brianna's breasts. She resented this, but it was easy to do. She actually always had been jealous of those DD's.
Then came a shot Jennifer was much less happy to do. The script said she was to stand in her small bra, looking shamefully at her reflection. There was the set of a high school girl's bedroom. Jennifer started to unbutton her shirt. Then, self consciously, she looked around. The set was crowded with people. Other actors, extras, cameramen. She blushed, thinking what she was about to do. “Uh, could we clear the set again?” Jennifer asked the director. “Jennifer, this isn't even a nude scene!” The director exclaimed, clearly exasperated. “It's a huge waste of time to clear the set. Just do the shot so we can move on.” Shamefully, Jennifer faced away and started unbuttoning her blouse. She looked away from the gathered crowd, but was facing a mirror through which she could still see many faces. Painfully she shrugged her blouse off her shoulders, letting it fall away. She was now wearing nothing but a bra. Not her bra. Her bra gave her a padded layer of protection. This small, plain bra did nothing to add to her chest. If anything it detracted. The director called for the take, and they began filming. Since the scene would be overdubbed, he spoke commands to Jennifer. “Look in the mirror, standing sideways to view your profile. Perfect, just like that.” He said when she did as he commanded. “Now, I want you to look frustrated with what you see. Disappointed. Perfect.” He complimented her performance. Little did he know, she was not acting at all. She never looked at herself in the mirror like this. She often studied her body after working out, but she always did so with her padded bra on. She couldn't hide her embarrassment with her natural size. “Now, I want you to lift your breasts together, trying to create cleavage.” He said. Jennifer shot him a shocked look. Seeing that he obviously meant business, Jennifer reluctantly did as he told. She squeezed her covered breasts together, feeling the lightness under her hands. “There, perfect. Now let them fall with a sigh.” Jennifer did so. “Perfect. Cut!” He said to the crew. “Great job, I Think we only need the one take.” He said. “Jennifer, I want you to get your other bra on.” Jennifer grabbed her blouse, throwing it on quickly. She hurried to her dressing room, unable to look the crew in the eye. How could she? They all knew her secret. She slammed the door behind her. She was angry, frustrated and embarrassed all at once. How had this show turned out to be all about the size of her breasts? How could she not have a say in anything? But that was that case. She had no say. Her contract removed all right to object. She had to do as she was told. So, despite her urge to resist, Jennifer slipped on her regular bra. The difference between the two was shocking. This bra, with it's D cups full of padding, was how she was used to looking. It wasn't how she was perceived though. Now everyone out there knew it to be a lie. She slipped on her shirt but didn't bother to button it, just keeping it together with one hand. Then she went back onto the set. The next shot was almost exactly the same as the last. Jennifer was told to remove her shirt, and stand looking in the mirror, gauging her own appearance. This time though she was directed to look happy about her enhanced chest. This too was easy for Jennifer. This was how she wanted to look, after all. After they cut though Jennifer no longer felt proud. Instead she was embarrassed, more then ever. Not only did everyone know she had small breasts, they also knew she lied about them with her deceiving padded bra. Somehow that was worse, to know she wasn't fooling anyone. She flushed, wishing that this horrible show would just end while knowing full well it wouldn't. |
| The Following 5 Users Say Thank You to SPLOTCH11 For This Useful Post: | ||
|
#26
|
|||
|
|||
|
wow this is an amazing read. Keep going. I love this.
|
|
#27
|
|||
|
|||
|
more please
__________________
http://i803.photobucket.com/albums/y...t/skirtsig.jpg |
|
#28
|
||||
|
||||
|
The next few days of filming were more normal. They filmed some classroom scenes, some dorm room stuff. Jennifer was happily fully clothed in all these scenes. She tried not to dwell on the exposing scenes she'd filmed. She hoped that they'd end up on the cutting room floor.
Then Jennifer had to do voice-overs. She found out that Brianna was narrating the show. These weren't that big a deal at first, but then she got to some new pages the writers had added. 'Oh god, Gretchen's seeing my tiny boobs!” She saw written. Flushing, she read on. 'I've always been so ashamed of the fact that I pad my bra! And now my high school bully is calling me out on it? Oh god, this is so embarrassing!' Jennifer flushed. It was embarrassing! Not only had her small breasts and padded bra become part of the show, but now she had to talk about it? She shook with rage, but knew at this point arguing was pointless. So she stood in the booth, saying these horribly embarrassing things about her own body (well, Gretchen's body. But it was the same thing!) into the microphone. The voice director thought Jennifer did a great job for these parts. This was really no surprise. She was acting embarrassed and humiliated. She also really was embarrassed and humiliated. It was no effort to capture the since discomfort Gretchen was supposed to feel on the subject of small boobs. Finally, the voice-overs were done. They had a week break before the next episode was filmed. At the end of that week the first one would premiere. Jennifer dreaded the thought. It kept her up at night. Millions of people would be seeing her secrets, her body and her shame. She kept in her house, not wanting to think about it. Maryanne called Jennifer to tell her there was going to be a viewing party for the episode at Brianna's house. Jennifer vehemently declined attending. No way was she going to watch her own embarrassment with that blonde bimbo and her friends! Jennifer wasn't intending to watch the premiere. She was horrified to see it. But, she knew that the whole world was going to see it. Her skipping it would not stop them from seeing it. If she watched it she'd at least be prepared for whatever was in store. Back and forth the battle raged in Jennifer's mind. She was terrified to watch, but felt she had to. She spent the afternoon pacing around the house, checking her watch, near frantic. Finally it was time for the 8 o'clock premiere. Shaking her head at herself, she sat on the couch and turned on the T.V. Just in time to catch the opening theme. At first Jennifer felt relieved. The show opened like a normal show. Inner monologue from Gretchen explaining her life since the show 'Brianna's World' had ended over scenes of her going to class, moving into her dorm room. Jennifer was able to settle into watching it, pleased to see herself on screen acting so mature and intelligent. Jennifer got so comfortable that she was totally unprepared for when the bad stuff started. Suddenly, seemingly without warning to her, she saw herself in a locker room, wrapped in a towel. No, NO! She suddenly remembered why she had been dreading this. She wished she could go in and save herself from what was coming. But this had all already happened, there was nothing she could do. Gretchen, the character on the screen, turned with a start, startled to see Brianna. “Gretchen! What a surprise! I had no idea you went to school here.” Brianna said “I... uh...” Jennifer watched herself stammer nervously. “Yeah, same to you I guess.” “Girls, this is Jennifer. We went to high school together.” She pointed to Jennifer as she spoke to the girls. “Jennifer, this is two of my sorority sisters from Gamma Pi.” The two girls waved a bit mockingly to Jennifer. “Well, it's great to see you. Although, I feel like we should all 'see' a little more...” Brianna said, leaning in wickedly. “What?” Jennifer said “Well, you remember that prank you pulled on me at Graduation?” “Well, I figure I owe you... this!” Jennifer watched as her towel was pulled away, revealing...everything! There was a long pause while she stood wide eyed. Then it cut to the close up of her small breasts, jiggling slightly, pale and topped with a rosebud nipple. Then, it cut to a voice overdubbed flashback. Jennifer watched, tempted to cover her eyes as her character described her secret shame, her small breasts, and how she'd padded her bra when she'd come to college in order to start fresh with no one knowing about her small breasts. Then the show cut back to Jennifer standing stupidly, naked body on full display. This was a long shot, showing her from head to toe. Her clean shaven crotch was plainly visible. Jennifer flushed when she saw how young it made her look. She'd have to stop shaving it, she looked practically prepubescent with her small breasts also on display! Also, the florescent lighting in the scene did nothing for her appearance. Such bright lighting removed all shadow, so her breasts cast no under-hanging shadow, making them look smaller, and her light skin glowed, showing how pale she was compared to the tanned Brianna. Her freckles showed on her shoulders under her damp red locks. Finally her character crossed her arms over her naked body, turned and ran. As she turned, her ass came into view. Jennifer was shocked by what she saw. Under the lighting, her ass looked completely flat! She recalled how they had made her do this running away naked shot over and over, telling her to stick her butt out more each time. Now she understood why. The lighting, the angle, it flattened her booty into complete non-existence. “Nice pancake Ass!” Brianna called, an overdubbed remark. Jennifer held her hand over her mouth in shock. That was beyond a doubt a nightmare come true to her. She'd been filmed nude, the focus being on her lack of breasts and flat ass, two things she'd managed to hide so well. And now it was on national T.V. For anyone to see! She felt faint. The show wrapped up, the credits rolled. She barely registered it. She rose, stumbled up the stairs. She laid down. She realized she was in a bit of shock. Her mind was unable to accept what she'd seen, and the consequences that would come with it. For now, she just needed to sleep. If she was asleep she wouldn't have to think about it. So she drifted off, unable to avoid considering what was to come next for her... |
| The Following 5 Users Say Thank You to SPLOTCH11 For This Useful Post: | ||
|
#29
|
|||
|
|||
|
Glad to see another chapter of this on the board. I was confused by the mix up of Brianna and Gretchen in the first few lines - with it having been a couple of months since the previous chapter I started questioning myself as to whether I was actually remembering the characters correctly - but after that I was as absorbed in the story as always and can't wait for people's reactions to what was just aired. There must be some talk shows in the not too distant future, right?
|
| The Following User Says Thank You to jimmythehand For This Useful Post: | ||
|
#30
|
|||
|
|||
|
Splotch, could this be almost like your Jennifer in real life?
![]() flatandfaking.blogspot.com/2014/05/katie-cassidy.html |
![]() |
|
|