The Cam Model's Aid: Chapter 6 Early Release (Patreon)

Ali helps make Ellie a website for her to upload photos to. Mila helps take said photo's. All enjoy the experience!

"The Site Maketh the Model"

Ellie bounced towards the nearby sofa, before flopping down into it. She then gestured to the empty spot on the other side. Ali grabbed his bowl of pasta and a fork, before taking the offered seat.

“So…you do IT stuff right? Like, programming?” she asked, her foot tapping slightly. Ali nodded. “Yeah. It's what I'm here at Uni to do.” Ellie chuckled. “Right, right. And can you, like, make websites and stuff?”

“Sure. It's something I do regularly for freelance work. Why? Did you want me to help you put one together?” He asked, attempting to appear as nonchalant as possible.

Ellie nodded enthusiastically. “Please! I'll pay you your normal rates, I just need a hand. I'm rubbish at these sorts of things.” Ali chewed a mouthful of pasta, contemplating just how to answer. “Ok. Sure, I can help. What sort of website did you need?”

Ellie paused her foot tapping and frowned, clearly considering quite what to tell him. “Well…I want it for uploading photos and videos. You know, like stuff I've done and showing off pretty outfits. That sort of thing.” Ali couldn't resist raising an eyebrow at her. “You mean like social media? Why not just use that?”

Ellie shrugged. “I wanted something more…personal, you know?” Ali nodded. Yeah, she wanted something more personal alright…

“Ok, I can do that. Give me a few days?” Ellie cheered and leaned over to hug him. “Oh, thank you! I can't wait to see what you make!”

As Ali was enjoying the sensation of her body pressed against his, the two were shocked by the front door opening. They separated just as Mila stride into the room, her eyebrow raising as she took in the pair's flushed faces. “Am I interrupting something?” she asked with a teasing grin.

Ellie chuckled, while gently shaking her head. “No, nothing like that…Ali has just agreed to make me a website for…my personal use.” Mila hummed in interest as she removed her trainers. “Oh? What will you use the site for?”

Ellie shrugged. “Oh, posting pictures, updates on life…that sort of thing.” Mila moved round to the living room, before standing in front of the pair with a hand on her hip. She looked Ellie up and down, causing her to wriggle under the scrutiny. “Er…what's wrong Mila?”

Mila nods in apparent satisfaction. “You want to post photos, yes? Perhaps I can help you out. Remember that I'm currently on a photographic course?” Ellie's eyes lit up, and she leaned forwards, “you mean, you would take my picture?”

Mila smiled. “Yep. I happen to need a volunteer as a subject matter for my course. You scratch my back, and I'll scratch yours. Deal?” Ellie jumped up and hugged Mila the same as she had Ali previously…with the exception of the squashed breasts between them, Ali couldn't help but notice…

“Really? I'll go and get changed right away!” Before she could leave to do so, Mila stops her with a hand on her arm. “Easy there tiger. I'm not suggesting we do it here and now. If you can wait a few days, I can book the Uni’s photography studio. We'll get much better photos there.”

Ellie sat back down bashfully, and Ali chuckled. “I'll try to get the site somewhat ready by then. Then all you would need to do is change the text and add your photos.”

Mila clapped. “Sounds like a plan. I'll send an email then.”

As it happened, being this early into the semester meant that the studio in question had yet to be booked by anyone. So, they were able to get the place for the afternoon the next day.

While this was great for Ellie, it had meant that Ali had yet to make a start on the website itself. He had planned to get stuck in while Ellie was at the studio with Mila…but she had decided that he should come along too.

“I'm just saying you could have some input in what photos we take! You'll be making the website after all” Ellie said as they trudged up the staircase if the building the studio was in.

“Uh huh. And I suppose it has nothing to do with you wanting me to carry the bag you brought with what feels like an entire wardrobe worth of clothes inside?” He joked, said bag hung over his shoulder. Ellie blushed, but smiled over her shoulder. “Maybe?” The two chuckled as they stepped towards the door on this floor.

As they entered, Ellie gasped and clapped excitedly, while Ali looked around with an impressed gaze. He may not know his photography, but this studio appeared to be well kitted out.

In the centre was an elevated platform, behind which were several large white backgrounds on wheels. In front of this was several tripods. Some held bigger camera equipment, though these were wheeled off to the side currently. The others were holding up various lights that were used to illuminate the platform.

It was here that Mila was currently fiddling with a light fitting while standing on a box. As she noticed them enter, she waved to them. “Hey guys, right on time! Ellie, the changing rooms just over there, if you want to get started. Ali? Could you grab that cable in the socket by the door?”

Ellie relieved Ali of her bag and swiftly exited the room through a curtain in a smaller room near the back. Ali retrieved the cable Mila had gestured to, appreciating her figure as he approached.

Mila wasn't wearing anything unusual, just a set of jeans combined with a white crop top, but her impressive bust filled it out nicely. The top was also slightly damp with sweat, and her blonde hair was slightly stuck to her forehead.

“Been here long then?” he asked, gesturing to her brow. Mila blew the hair up, grabbing the cable and connecting it to the lights, this set flickering on to join the others. “Not really, these stage lights are just really hot to be under for any great lengths of time. I hope Ellie won't mind the heat too much…”

Ali nodded, feeling the heat himself now he was closer. “I'm impressed, this looks like a full blown studio here” Mila hopped down from the stool she had been standing in, rubbing her hands together. “It is. The upper years need to learn how to use this sort of stuff after all. I'm just getting a head start. Though I'll be using my own camera, I don't want to risk damaging theirs. Not sure I could afford to replace it…” she says, gesturing to the camera in the corner.

Ali nodded. He may not know cameras, but he knew they could get very expensive. “Well, I'm gonna set myself up in the corner, start building this site.” Mila nodded, heading over to a case that contained her own kit and starting to assemble her camera lens.

Reaching a nook that had a comfy chair and an accessible plug, Ali soon had his laptop booted and was starting to structure the bare bones of a site. Since he knew what the site was really for, he used a layout used by other models to…showcase their talent. It was primarily a gallery, but could also allow videos to be uploaded, as well as support a “members only” section that requires a password or subscription. He would ask Ellie which she wanted once she came out.

Speaking of, he had just finished the layout when Ellie exited the room. Ali glanced her way then double took, surprised that she had seemingly gone straight to a daring choice of attire.

She was wearing what could be called an evening dress…if it wasn't short enough to barely reach her thigh. The front had a plunging neckline, with straps holding it closed over her bust. She had paired the black dress with a teardrop silver necklace. In her feet were an impressive set of heels, at least three inches in height. All in all, she looked ready to hit the clubbing scene, and look damn good doing so!

Ellie noticed his gaze, and though she blushed she threw him a wink and spun on the spot. “Tada! What do you think? Too much?” Ali just dumbly shook his head, giving her a thumbs up from his spot. Mila chuckled at his face before reaching Ellie “Hey now, save the posing for the camera. Nice dress, by the way Ellie! Is this the sort of thing I can expect the rest of your outfits to be like?”

Ellie paused, before nodding. “They vary, but I've got a few less daring options. Do you want me to change?” She asked, chewing her lip nervously. Mila just laughed, before pulling her towards the stage. “Are you kidding me? I can't wait to take photos of you in that dress! Though…I'm not sure if ALL of them will end up in my official project.” 

Ellie just shook her head with a smile, allowing herself to be placed in the middle of the stage. As Mila left and took up her camera, Ellie stood awkwardly in the middle. “Soo…how does this work?” Mila turned on her camera, and looked at Ellie. “Just do what you feel is natural. I'll guide you occasionally if I want a different angle or something.

Ellie nodded, before trying out a simple pose. She cocked her hip out, resting her hand onto her hip and pouting her lips slightly. Mila nodded, and started to take photos at a rapid pace.

Ellie changed poses regularly, constantly keeping eye contact with Mila as she moved around the edge of the stage to get different angles. She held her hair up in her hands with a wink, her dress raising slightly as she did to reveal more thigh. She crossed her arms under her bust, pushing them up and risking revealing more of her cleavage. As she continued, she got more and more into it, clearly enjoying the experience immensely.

Ali tried to focus on the laptop in front of him, though it was difficult. He had managed to make a homepage with some basic info for Ellie to fill out, but normally he would have managed twice this amount of work. “Still, the distraction is worth it…” he thought as Ellie turned to show her rounded ass, filling out the dress impressively. She winked over her shoulder towards Mila…or him? It was hard to tell given where Mila was standing currently.

Mila was walking all around the stage, given the occasional bit of advice. “Yeah, now hips out a little more? Perfect. Can you lean over a little without spilling out the top? Good, good! Wait…” Mila lowered her camera with a slight frown, causing Ellie to come out of her pose with a confused look. “What's wrong?”

Mila looked her form over. “You're wearing underwear, right?” At Ellie's nod, she gave a small hum of consideration. “I can see your hemline in the dress. It's tight, so it's noticeable. It's not a big problem, but…” Ellie waved her off. “I get it, it's distracting. Hold on.”

Ali's jaw dropped as Ellie ran her hands up her legs, lifting her skirt briefly to allow her to grab the hem of her panties, shimmying them down her legs in a quick motion! “Has she completely forgotten I'm here?” Ali thought, his mouth feeling a little dry suddenly.

When her panties, which were a purple lace set, reached her feet, she stood back up. She then stepped out of them with one foot, before flicking them off the stage with the other. The fact that they landed in his direction, and she giggled at his shocked expression, showed that yes, she fully remembered that he was there.

“Minx” he thought, shaking his head with a grin at her. Mila had gone back to snapping photos, with Ellie returning to posing in several positions. Ali returned to his work, adding the gallery page and a page to include links to affiliated pages…such as her cam model page, for instance.

As Ellie kneeled down and crawled over the stage like a cat, her skirt rising high on her bottom and revealing more than simply her leg, Mila eagerly snapped another picture before giggling as she looked at the pic on her camera. “Better keep that one for you, Ellie. Unless you want the world to see your cute kitty.”

Ellie sat down with a blush, pulling down her skirt to cover herself once more! Though the bright smile showed she wasn't too bothered. “Uh, yeah. That would be bad, huh…” She rubbed her legs together under her. Mila raised an eyebrow at her, before lowering her camera. 

“You have other outfits, right?” At Ellie's nod, she gestures towards the changing room once more.  “We only have this place for another hour or so…best get some variety, yeah?” Ellie agrees, and hops off the stage.

As she disappears, Mila wanders over to where Ali was working, slumping down into the seat opposite him. “So, managing to get any work done Ali? Or are you a little distracted?” she asks with a teasing grin. Ali looks over the top of his laptop at her.

“Yes, just about. What about you, enjoying the photoshoot?” he replied, gesturing towards her obvious nipples poking out of her shirt. Mila looked down at her own chest, before smirking at Ali.

“What can I say? Ellie is hot, and photographing her is a very pleasant experience. What about you?” Ali looked at her with a confused glance? “Me? Sure, of course I think she's attractive. I'd be stupid to think otherwise.” Mila shook her head with a chuckle. “I had meant whether you had considered getting your photo taken. I'm always in need of practice models.”

“Oh no. I'm hardly photogenic. I'll pass, thanks.” Mila whined “aww, I think you'd make a good model. Some tight shorts, no shirt…you'd be popular with my classes ladies I'm sure…” 

Before Ali could respond, Ellie returned from the changing room. This time, she was wearing a slightly more conservative set of yoga pants and a sports bra. Still, the lack of any panties was still quite noticeable, given how tight the pants were…

“Well, a girl's work is never done! Hold on Ellie. I think that outfit is begging for you to do some bending shots…”

Over the course of the next hour, Ellie changed another three times. A tight set of jeans, a summer dress and a pair of short shorts. Nothing extreme, with her first dress still being the sexiest of the bunch, in his opinion. But all were a distraction as Ellie posed in a variety of positions to make the most of whichever outfit she was wearing, with Mila's help.

Still, he did manage to get the website's framework finished, just as Mila set her camera down and wiped her brow. “Ok, we've got ten minutes before we need to leave the studio, and I need to pack up my camera. We'll need to leave it there.” 

Ellie poured slightly. “Aww, I was having fun. And just when I was going to change into my bikini next!” Mila paused, before shaking her head. “Next time, for sure. If there is a next time?” Ellie nodded enthusiastically, before hopping off the stage and heading to the changing room.

By the time Ali had packed up his laptop, she had returned with her bag, holding it out towards him with a grin. She had chosen to stay wearing her shorts and crop top combo, something Ali appreciated given the amount of her legs they left visible.

As the three walked out and locked up, Ellie slung an arm around both of them. “Thanks guys! I'd have never managed this without your help!” Ali just smiled, while Mila nodded in agreement. “All I ask is that you give me credit on your fancy new website. Who knows, maybe others will ask me to take theirs? I'll be doing freelance work before you know it!”

The three chuckled, before heading back home while discussing the website Ali had made.

Later that evening, Ali was making a few final tweaks to the site as he laid in bed. He didn't really need to, it was fully ready to go, but he wanted it to be as functional as possible.

When the three had got back, Ali had given Ellie all the logins to the site, before suggesting she change the passwords so he didn't have access. Ellie had just tilted her head at him. “Why would I not want you to have access? You can keep it running right? I'd have no idea how to fix anything that breaks.”

Confirming that he could, Ellie just shrugged. “Then I won't. Don't worry, you can look at the content, if you want” she had then winked at him, before Mila called her over to talk about transferring her the pictures.

So here Ali was, watching Ellie upload said pictures in real time. They were tastefully done, with none chosen so far being any more than a little risque.

As he corrected some of their formatting to make the photos fit the webpage better, he noticed a couple of items being uploaded to the “members section”. 

“Does Ellie realise I have access to that part, since I'm an admin?” Part of him felt he should leave those items be…after all, he wasn't paying to see them. Still, he was supposed to ensure they were uploaded properly, right?

unable to resist, he opened the members section. He was greeted by two files, one picture and a video! The picture was the one of Ellie kneeling over in her dress, the skirt rising up and revealing a tantalising glimpse of her smooth pussy. This was simply labelled “peek-a-boo”.

As Ali stared at the picture with appreciation, he undid his belt and lowered his trousers. “Might as well enjoy my work, right Ellie?” He then hoovered the mouse over the video file. “My first huge anal”, it was labelled…

What opened was a video of a younger Ellie, proudly showing off a dildo of impressive size. Though it wasn't anywhere near what she had taken during her cam shows, it was far larger than a girl her size had any right to shove up her ass…but that's exactly what she proceeded to do!

As Ali watched the dildo slowly disappear, with much grunting and effort on Ellie's part and resulting in a gushing finish as she came, he quickly brought himself to his own explosive finish. 

As he recovered, he leaned forwards to work on positioning the video better. This deserves pride of place, after all!

“One thing for sure…this is the sort of freelance work I'm going to enjoy!”