The Funk Zone, Pt. 3 (Patreon)

When we had first met almost a year ago, she was open, VERY OPEN, to both nudity and any creative ideas I had. Only when the most tame versions of those images finally were posted did she realize the destructive power of the internet. Almost immediately, her abusive ex-boyfriend, who had been stalking her ever since they broke  up, began endlessly tormenting her about the images, downloading them and sharing them with her family and friends, and making her life a living hell, until she decided to just quit modeling because it wasn't worth the hassle. 

I found this terribly frustrating, especially because she loved the process and expression, and it was only because of this one asshole's "Slut Shaming" did she have to quit something she loved.