I got a job at an apparel manufacturer. I wanted to be in charge of a brand that cool women would wear, but I was assigned to a children's swimsuit brand. One day, a junior model canceled at the last minute, and the photographer, who was in an irritated mood, said, "Hinata-chan, you're also short, so please be a model." It's an outrageous suggestion, of course it's impossible... but my boss said, "If I make you any more angry, it will be dangerous, so can you please do it? I'll give you a model allowance... please! Please!" I've spent quite a bit of money this month... If I could get an allowance, I would be embarrassed to wear a children's swimsuit, but I would be photographed by the photographer and stared at by many adults... Oh, my swimsuit is wet with love juice... It's dangerous. The photographer noticed how excited I was, and when we were alone, he immediately approached me, and although I felt reluctant to be asked to wear a junior swimsuit, I couldn't refuse and accepted... I woke up to a desire for approval. Even though side jobs are prohibited, I even tried part-time work as a photo model. I became addicted to the feeling of being violated by the sexual gaze of a lolicon old man. However, when I thought that my side job would be found out by the company and I would be fired... In exchange for keeping it a secret, I was invited to a gathering of lolicon-loving men, and while wearing a junior swimsuit, I was gang-raped by the men... Just because I have a baby face and am short... I'm only 23 years old... What am I doing... But I want to be more desired, so I accept my strange fate of being here and am loved by the lolicon men every day.