"Alright Roy, I know sometime before you became a 'technically' 17-year-old girl, you were an average guy who must have looked at women posing in magazines before. Show me what you can do!"
Roy took a deep breath and started trying to mimic a few poses that he could envision off the top of his head. Of course, being his first time doing anything like this, he was quite terrible at it.
"Stop! Okay, you're just thinking too hard Roy. Clear your mind. Just do what comes naturally. If you feel like spreading out on the bed, spread out on the bed. If you want to gaze lovingly at me, gaze lovingly at me. Whatever comes to mind at each specific moment, just do that."
"Did she say gaze lovingly at me?" The thought crossed through Roy's mind like mana from heaven. Instead of focusing on the models he had seen in the past, he started thinking about Stacy. How would he like to see her pose? Roy started to move gracefully from pose to pose, one moment laying out on the bed with his legs kicked up behind him, the next, letting the strap of his nightgown hang off one shoulder as he sat up and leaned in front of the camera.
He continued in this manner for quite a while. The whole time he was posing for Stacy, Roy couldn't take his eyes off her. Why in the world could he never break through the "friend" barrier? If there was one thing that he had decided through the events of the day, he would use the Role Swapper to do whatever it takes to win Stacy's heart.
"That was perfect! I have to hand it to you. At first, it seemed like there was a real disconnect, but by the time we were finished, there were some amazing shots in there. You're a natural!"
"Great, so the one thing I'm a natural at is being a female model. Where did I set my man card? I need to turn it in to you right now."
Stacy laughed at his statement. "Roy, I hate to break it to you, but you turned that in the moment you swapped with Ashley. But don't worry about it, you've been fantastic so far tonight."
"That's what she said?"
Roy narrowly ducked a pillow that came flying his way. Seeing an opportunity, he grabbed the very same pillow that Stacy had tried to assail him with, and lightly smacked her with it.
"Oh you're on missy!"
Grabbing a pillow of her own, Stacy swung mercilessly back at Roy and a good old fashioned pillow fight ensued. Back and forth, blows were exchanged while Roy and Stacy laughed at the ridiculousness of the fight. After about 5 minutes of fighting, they collapsed on the bed together in a heap. Breathing heavily from the exertion, they just laid there for a bit in an unexpected embrace.
As he finally calmed down from the pillow fight, Roy opened his eyes to see Stacy gazing at him.
"I can't tell you how glad I am that you stayed tonight."
Roy couldn't hold back from blushing at her comment. His emotions were all in a jumble as he couldn't quite control how he felt right now. What he really needed was a distraction.
"So we had a photo shoot, and a pillow fight. The night's still young mam. What should we do now?"