As Kay's consignment boutique was hitting it off, her shop was getting much wanted attention.  Kay had asked a friend to come to the shop and give her some advice on her marketing approach.  On that Saturday morning, a flamboyant and stylish gentleman walked into her shop.  We heard the bell ring on the door and Kay screamed with excitement as her friend walked through the door.  He was vey energetic with stylish dark blue pants and a very flashy button up shirt with multiple handmade necklaces and bracelets.  His belt was a braided tied on belt that hung fringe at the end.  

Kay ran up to him and jumped into his arms and he spun her around with excitement.  As he stopped spinning, they shared pleasentries and then Kay introduced me to him.  He lifted his sunglasses up to hold back his midlength dark hair and looked at me.  He politely reached out his hand and took mine and held it up to his lips as he kissed it.  I blushed and he commented on how pretty I was and how nice and pale and soft my skin looked.  He already won me over as no one had talked to me that way and genuinely meant it.  I thanked him and he introduced himself as Barry, the artist.

He spun me around with my hand and said it was a delight to meet me.  He kept holding my hands and I noticed that he had many rings on and his hands were soft.  He turned to Kay and asked her to show him the shop.  He walked through the shop and held my hand as he guided me through the clothing racks. Barry instantly grabbed a floral gown and held it up to me and commented on how beautiful it would look on me.  I was awestruck with his openness and complimentary style.  The gown was clearly to large for my early teen body.  He asked me if I liked it and I confidently replied yes I love it, trying to match his contagious personality.   I said that it was obvioulsy not my size.  He laughed loudly and said " daring, these hands work magic" and Kay added that Barry is an artist of many talents.  

Gleefully, Barry found two more dresses that he held up to me and Kay and said, that he will buy them and taylor them to our size.  Kay screamed with excitement and commented on how much she missed Barry and that we need more people like him in our small town.   She told me that Barry has a new studio on the square and lives out in a subdivision out by my parents.   He arrived in town a week ago and is still getting situated.   They sat in 2 chairs by the front window and with his eyes looking me up and down, he asked me to tell him a bit about myself.  I told him a few things and was certain to include that I loved his style and demeanor. I asked what kind of art does he do and he said he loves to do as much as he can.  He drew, painted, photography, and designed clothes.  He said I would make a wonderful model and he loved how I carried myself.  He said there was an innocense about me with my soft pale skin and redish hair.

He asked me to try on the 2 dresses that he picked out to see how they looked.  My heart was racing with excitement and I didn't want to be a downer.  I kicked off my tennis shoes and took the dresses to the changing room.  I took off my top and as I was standing there, the curtain opened and there stood Barry with Kay telling me to not be shy and loose the bra too.  Kay said, that its alright dear, Barry does erotic art and sees women naked all the time.   As his eyes were looking at my firm torso, She said, turn around, I'll help you and grabbed my shoulders and spun me toward the mirror and promptly undid my bra to reveal my tiny teen breasts and pink erect nipples.  Barry looked at me in the mirror and said, be as confident as I was a few minutes ago.  I reached for my bright green pants and slowly undid the button. And he again, remarked at how nice my skin was.   With my back to him, I slid my pants down and stepped out of them and Kay handed me the first floral dress.  He took the dress and told me to put my arms up and he rolled it up and dropped it over my head and over my shoulders.  The dress was clearly too long and wide as my figure was lacking and curve.  

He loved how the floral colors complimented my skin and eyes basically ignoring that I was exposing my breasts to them.  He asked Kay for some pins and then went to work pinning the dress at the proper lengths and dimensions.  When the dress was pinned, he asked me to walk to the front of the store and back passing by the sunlight that beamed through the side window..  He was encouraging me to show some sass and wear the dress.  I skipped and turned and flung my curls as I turned and walked back to them.  He had a marker that he used to make some marks where the dimensions were supposed to be and then removed the pins on the top and bent down to grab the bottom of the dress and slid it up my body as my arms automatically raised.  I was now standing in the middle of the store topless and in my underwear.  

He approached me with a smiling Kay by his side and put his hands on my shoulders.  He again, turned me around and walked me to stand in front of the 3 big mirrors in the back.  I somehow had full trust in Barry as he stood behind me and took my hair and worked it into an updo.  He asked Kay for a hair tie and put my hair up into a side ponytail.  He massaged my neck and kept telling me to relax and be free.   I was like putty in his hands.  He remarked at how cute my little nipples were and firm belly.  He was telling me that he could sense a young woman who was screaming to get out and I quickly agreed.  Barry's voice was inspiring and he stepped back.  He asked Kay to find a fun top and skirt for me to wear and he wanted th colors loud.  As she walked away, he softly told me to remove my underwear.  I confidently complied and slid them to my knees and they fell to the floor.  

My heart was pounding more and more as Barry put his hands on my shoulders again and asked me to walk backward throught the store and stopped me in the sunlight.  When Kay returned, she was a bit shocked but hid it well.  He asked me to look at myself in the sunlight and use the mirror across the room.  He described my body from my toes to my ears and all of it was erotic and somewhat sexy. Words like warm and innocent and womanhood.  He described my pubic mound as a firey passion as it glowed in the sunlight.  He didn't intimidate me at all.   I was at peace as Kay had no sense of fear in her.   I am an exhibitionist and he was opening up that door for me as my mothers friend was standing right next to us.  He took the outfit from Kay and asked me to put it on while standing in the warm sunlight .  I slid on the bright pink skirt and he helped me into the button up top.  He stood in front of me and buttoned up my top but stopped right at my chest.  He tied the bottom of the blouse in a knot as we sttod in the sunlight.  He stepped back and looked around the store for accessories and asked Kay to fetch them as his eyes looked me up and down.  He gave me bracelettes, a couple necklaces a some sunglasses. 

I felt like a new woman as I was normally a tomboy with no figure.  He asked me if I knew what erotic art was as he positioned me in the mirror and I said "no"  He put his hand on my waist and pulled my skirt up about 4 inches only to reveal the very bottom on my redish bush.  He asked Kay for a comb or brush and I gazed at myself "living a dream" while this artist molded me.  He asked me if I trusted him and I nervousl said "yes, I love the attention" as he took the comb kneeled in front of me and lifted my skirt enough to expose my full young teen pubic mound.  With my heart pounding with passion, he took the comb and ran it through my pussy hair and combed it out to a fluffy mound.  It glowed even more as he pulled my skirt down just passed the top of my mound and opened my shirt to expose my erect nipples.  He positioned me then stepped out of my way and told me to look at myself in the mirror as the sunlight lit my young body on fire.  I couldn't stop looking and he was entusiastic when he was explaining to me how this was erotic art and why.  

My pussy was throbbing and I was as horny as I have ever been before.  He was my weekness.  Kay went with every moment and was his assistant the entire time.  I loved the attention and the sexy makeover.  Then he gave me an order that sent me over the top.  He directed me to the front of the store and removed a few items from the window and asked Kay to place a chair in the bright window.  He told me to sit in the display window and as I looked out past ther glass, there was no one in front of the store but there were people across the street and about the town square.  As they walked out of the store and looked down the streets, he waved me to come into the window and sit in the chair.  I slowly walked to the window even though I was extremely excited and horny and looked out past them and sat in the chair.  I didn't know what to do then Barry came into the store and positioned me to sit back in the chair with my ass on the ledge and undid another button.  He encouraged me to be bold and let the inner woman out and I said it was kinda weird as Kay was there.  He prompltly told me that he had seen Kay naked on nummerous occasions and she mentioned on the phone that I was going to be working in the store and that I had unique qualities.

I took a deep breath and followed his lead.  As I comfortably laid back in the chair looking down past my flowing pubes,that peaked out from under my skirt,  I saw his eyes light up and his energy was exciting.  I wanted to cum so bad.  I felt how wet my slit was getting as I had been instructed to stay still.  My vulva were pounding and I was enthralled by erotic art.  I knew I was going to want more and Barry was going to drive me down that road and Kay's consignment shop was the vehicle to get me there.  As I sat there for a few minutes looking at the town moving behind them, I put one foot up on the glass to show him I wasn't afraid.  I exposed my vagina to the town in broad daylight and I saw Kay looking to her right as someone was talking to her.  Barry swiftly came into the store and told me to come by him.  

He asked how I was feeling and I didn't have the words.  He asked me if I felt free, liberated and like a new woman and I said "yes".  When Barry asked me if I was 18 I responded "yes"  though I was no where near that age ,knowing what he was going to ask next.  He said he was looking for models to participate in some projects and he would pay me for my time but I needed to understand that this was going to be erotic art and I had to be a free minded model.  I knew he could tell that I was all in and was willing.  He kissed me on the forhead and said he was excited for me and the art that we are going to make.  He said that I inspired him and he already has some ideas but I wasn't to tell anyone until the gallery reveal.  I promised and couldn't wait to get started.  I didn't exactly know what this meant but I did know that I was an exhibitionist and my curiousity was alive.

Comfortably, I asked him where his studio was and he told me he would show me if I wanted.  It was right across the square from Kay's shop.  I eagerly agreed to go as I was certainly curious.   As we walked toward the door he stopped me and said that I should wait until Kay came back in but watch for the door he was going in.  As Barry exited the store, he turned back at me with a smile and told me that I was a show stopper and that I was still auditioning.  I looked at him not sure what he meant and he said, I expect to see your erotic side when I walked over and he will be photographing. 

As if my heart wasn't already pounding enough, the door shut and the bell rung.   I watched eagerly as he kissed and hugged Kay and waved as he crossed the street , passed the pavilion and entered a building.  I anxioulsy waited until Kay came back in and she was overly excite that Barry was in town and will be a breath of fresh air.   I asked her If I could leave and see his studio and give him the dress he forgot.  She looked at me and said that I cannot tell my parents about this and that I was very safe with him.  He's very professional and has a good eye for art and she knew I was looking for something bigger than the store.   We laughed and I headed to the door, I put my sunglasses on as I walked into the sunlight.

 I looked over the square and took the path that he took.  Once I felt clear, I slid my skirt up to reveal the bottom of my bush and walked over to the door.  I saw him in the window , I stopped when I saw Barry with a camera and unbuttoned my blouse all the way and left the knot in the bottom.  He lifted his camera and took some pictures as I opened my top to reveal my young breasts.  I slowly walked to the door and opened it and went in.  He enthusiastically greeted me and said that was quite the bold act walking over.  He motioned for me to stand in the window and open my feet as I was still barefoot and open my top with my hands to reveal my pale skin.  

After a couple pics, he put the lens on the camera and set it down.  There were lots of boxes and frames wrapped in brown paper with some furniture.  He showed me around and had me sit in a chair.  He then became very professional.  He discussed a couple ideas he had and asked me to tell him which ones I felt I was willing to be a model for.  He described a body painting shoot, A dessert shoot and a drawing class he was planning.  I was curious about the dessert shoot that would require some painting and some white fluff.  Basically I was going to be in the desseert.  I chose that and he instructed me to give myself a manicure and pedicure and use red polish.  He will explain the rest tomorrow morning.   

Barry again asked me how I was feeling and I said I was excited and he added....."horny"?  I agreed and he asked me on a scale of 1-10 how comfortable I was with him and I said 10.  He boldly told me to stand up and he held out his hand to be polite and helped me up.  He turned me around to face the big bright window and he reached down to slide up my skirt and instructed me to open my legs as wide as I was comfortable with.  I opened my bare feet about 3 feet wide and he sat on the floor.  From behind, he took about 3 close up photos of my ass and wet vagina.  Then he said, now that he has seen how confident I was and how erotic my lips looked, he will work on a plan for my shoot tomorow and sent me on my way with a throbbing pussy and a curosity that I couldn't wait to fulfill.   

My legs were weak and I was nervous as I walked back to the shop.  Kay had a customer and looked at me with a huge smile and said that my mother was on her way to pick me up.   She held her index finger over her lips for me to keep a secret.  I grabbed my clothes that were folded by the mirror and went into the changing room and removed my new look.  My bulging cunt wasn't going to make it home so I stroked it frantically for about 30 seconds and I came hard.  My body was squirming and I put my hand out to hold onto the wall as my teen body released a very intense spasm and my muscles contracted while cum ran down my leg.  I relieved the horniness for a bit but my mind was on tomorrow and what just happened over the course of the past few hours.  I stared at myself in the mirror only dreaming about what my new artist friend has in store for me tomorrow.   I was more than excited.

The bell on the door rung and I heard my mother's familiar voice greet her friend Kay as I gathered myself and exited the changing room.   Tomorrow couldn't come soon enough!!!