Chapter 5 - solo shots

It was late afternoon when the photographer called it a day. He left his equipment where it was, ready for some other shots tomorrow, with fewer models.
The models left, the hairdresser and stylist leafy, but the make up artist stayed on. At Julie's request, Josh tried on a series of 'fat suits' with his outfit. Nothing looked quite right. A cushion stuffed under his outfit just made him look pregnant. The fat suits went too far.
Josh was waiting of Ruby. He had arrived in her car today. He would have to go home with her as well.
He got changed into his everyday clothing while he waited for her. He could not wait to get home and have a shower. He felt like a sticky mess! He was sure he had custard in his hair! Ugh! After having a shower, he would have a healthy protein rich meal, catch up with the news! Then head to the gym for a couple of hours.
Ruby had been talking to Julie for a while, but when the last of the other models left, Josh watched Julie was around one side of the room and Ruby around the other. They were locking the doors! What were they doing? Before he knew it all the exits were closed off to him.
He called out to Ruby , asking her what was happening, but as he watched her, Julie sneaked behind him and threw a narrow rope around him. She tied him, securely to his king's chair, that he'd taken a liking to.
He turned to face Julie, his face showed disbelief at what was happening. While he facing Julie, Ruby took his left arm, nearest her and tied it to the arm of the chair. As he pulled and complained about those restraints, Julie took his right arm and tied it to the arm of the chair.
He yelled and pulled, but it made no difference, he was tied very securely. Ruby tied his naked to the chair and Julie forced his mouth open by holding on to his nose, then pushed a scrunched up handkerchief into his mouth as a gag. He hoped it was a clean one and she hadn't blown her nose on it!

Julie waved a typed form under his nose. She claimed it was her contract with him. She reminded him, she was the client. He had to do whatever she wanted him to do. She was paying him for his services.
She considered his performance today had been very poor. He was not being enthusiastic enough. She hoped tomorrow he would be better.
"Do you not remember signing this form Josh?" Ruby asked from further away. "I've practiced your signature a lot over the years. I may have signed more documents in your name for you tham you have! Oh don't worry, this is a standard modelling contract between you and your client. But is does say that you will do whatever your client wishes you to do for the purpose of the photographs."
"Yes and I am dissatisfied with the pictures so far. You are not enjoying the food. You simply do not look 'stuffed' enough". The make up artist is sure she can come up with a solution, but it will not be as good a solution as the real thing. The only way to look stuffed full of food is to be stuffed full. This is what you are going to do tomorrow. You know you cannot refuse me. Only, I need to be convinced about the look, so you are going to show me what it will look like now!
Josh stared in disbelief! She could not possibly make him eat like that!
Then she saw Ruby carrying a fresh hot chicken dinner. She placed it on the table beside him. It did look appetising. Normally he would have sneaked at least two lines of coke by now on set, maybe more. Today he'd not had the opportunity. The coke suppressed his real appetite, so he was feeling hungry. All he'd eaten was a little bit of chicken breast today. He'd spat the rest out. Maybe he'd feel better after eating. His head might be clearer.
Julie removed his gag and took off the ties on his arms. Josh picked up the knife and fork provided and started to eat. He peeled off the chicken skin first. He was not eating that! It was full of fat. He pushed the starchy potatoes aside too. The rest of it was healthy enough. Mmm, it tasted all right too. He picked up a glass of water, but Julie knocked it out of his hand. The water splashed across the table.
"No! Drink the beer," Julie insisted, pouring him a fresh glass.
He took a little sip, well aware of the empty calories it contained. Julie was not satisfied with that. He was not playing 'pretend' any more. He took a longer drink, then returned to his meal.
He savoured the food he ate, eating slowly, chewing every bite. Ten minutes later, he put down his knife and fork. With a pint of beer and a meal inside him he felt satisfied and full. Julie looked scornfully at the potatoes and chicken skin left over. She pointed out that she preferred a 'clean plate'. She let him get away with it for now though because Ruby arrived with his second helpings. Julie topped up his beer.
Josh stared incredulously! He couldn't possibly eat all that after everything else he had already eaten!
Julie assured him he could and he would finish all of it, but this time he would be quicker about it. There was no need to be polite. To show him what she meant, she took away his fork, picked up a spoon, loaded it up and shovelled it into his mouth. Gravy dribbled down his chin. She did not wipe it away.
Josh supposed he couldn't make any more mess than before. He still had custard in his hair. A little bit of gravy would not make much difference. He was going to have a shower and get changed when he got in anyway. He picked up his spoon and started eating again.
He was forced to eat from a more upright position than usual because his chest was still tied to the chair. Larger mouthfuls than he was used to and the fact that he was using a spoon meant much more spillages down his chin and on his tee shirt.
As the meal wore on he let out some silent burps from the gaseous beer to make more room. With three quarters of the meal gone, he was slowing down, he was feeling very full now. He'd had plenty, but he kept going as he could not bear the scorn in Julie's face if he pushed away another half eaten plate.
At last! A clean plate! He pushed it away with a grunt and a big exhale of breath. He felt so full now, it was unbelievable! His slim fit trousers were now tight. That was it, he stifled another burp and another. He could not eat another thing!
Julie was pleased with his efforts. She dragged his chair away from the table so that she could take a closer look. She ordered him to loosen his trousers and pull down his zip. As he did so he felt relieved not his belly was no longer restricted.
Ruby brought in a big bowl of ice cream. No he couldn't eat that as well! There was no room!
He tried to fight off the two women as they tied his upper limbs back to the chair. Julie loaded up a spoon with ice cream and placed it near his mouth.
He was determined not to eat any more. He closed his mouth firmly, but Ruby moved in and nipped his nose together. He had to open his mouth to breathe and that was when Julie pushed the spoon into his mouth. He fought throughout the whole desert, but finished it all.
Now he felt more bloated than he had ever felt in his entire life!
Julie placed a hand on his abdomen, felt how hard it was, felt how stretched the skin was. Yet she was disappointed. His belly was not yet big enough or round enough for her living. Tomorrow she would have to send the photographers away. There was no doubting it, and Ruby agreed, Josh would have to stay at the mansion until his belly was big enough and round enough to fulfil Julie's brief.
They untied his legs and his chest and marched him out of the room, through corridors and out of a side door to the courtyard where the stables had once been. They marched him through a door into converted living quarters.
This was where he was going to stay, until he could prove himself, they explained. Then they untied him, left him alone and locked the door, leaving him alone.

Josh was tired. It had been a long day. He'd not had the crutch of cocaine to hold him up. He was already in the early stages of withdrawal.
Nevertheless, he wanted to have a look around before he crashed for the night.
Every room was about the same size and connected to the next with no connecting corridor, so you had to go through one room to reach the next. The living area was behind the front door. There was a comfortable looking sofa, coffee table, games console. It was decorated in a modern minimalist style with just splashes of colour from the cushions and the stylised pictures on the wall. To the left was the bedroom and beyond that the bathroom. To the right of the living room was aformal dining area which was connected to the kitchen beyond by an informal breakfast bar. Beyond the kitchen, was a small gym. Josh was relieved! He would be able to work off today's extraordinarily large meal in no time! But not right now. He was so tired! He decided just to have a shower and have an early night.