Ben had just got a new job as a model. They told him he could be modeling pretty much any type of clothing. Even kids clothing. They seemed to convince him that they had talented makeup artists that could make him look years younger. Being 33, there wasn't much difference they could make. He wasn't a very smart guy though, so he agreed to the job.
Ben was a very well built guy. There weren't any guys or girls that would say he's unattractive. Hell, even the straight guys thought he was fine. He wasn't the smartest, but he always knew how to cheat to get good grades. His blond hair and blue eyes were flawless. He had these sexy dimples when he smiled, and loved to show off his perfect teeth.
He didn't need the make-up artists today, since he was modeling clothes of his own age group. The modeling company was for male models only, and was widely known worldwide. They hired him almost as soon as they received his resume. Either his resume was that impressive, or something was up. Ben didn't think much of it though, he was too excited.
They had told him that he had to go to New York City for a location shoot. He couldn't argue with all expenses paid trip to New York City! He had always been a small town guy. Though he was living in a city right now, he had never been to one as big as NYC! The shoot would be about a week long, and he was well prepared. At least he thought he was.
On his way there, he met a man named Baxter. He introduced himself as the photographer. He was a little geeky and skinnier, but extremely handsome in Ben's eyes. Ben always liked the skinnier guys for some reason. Baxter was also a short guy. He only came up to Ben's pecs. He was exactly 5' tall, and that made Ben 6'4".
They had an instant connection. At least that's what Ben thought. Baxter was really just trying to get Ben close to him, and trying to get Ben to trust him. The first day was good for Ben. He was modeling suits. He wasn't very comfortable in the suits, but he got used to it by the end of the day. Though each photo they shot of him made him feel weirder and weirder. The flash was giving him a headache. He had no idea as to why the flash was on in the middle of the day, but he wasn't gonna argue.
It had been a long day, and he was ready to go back to the hotel room they prepared for him. He was exhausted, and tired. So much, that he fell asleep as soon as he hit the bed. He didn't even change out of the clothes he had been modeling. He awoke in the morning to find something strange!